[Hells Sniper]

The two warthogs carrying the Suicide Squad rolled right into the main room of the facility. Troy and Paul rotated the turrets around the room. They couldn't see or hear anything. Athios, Jaclyn, Carmicle and Folee all hopped out of the hog and their weapons immediately went up. They scanned the area, and just as Athios was about to give the signal to move, they came under heavy fire. Two or three squads of ODSTs had burst out from the destroyed area and began fire on the group. Troy automatically opened fire on the closet group of ODSTs in front of him, gunning down two or three of them. Paul began to pick off pieces of cover as he fired his guass cannon at the cover. The rest of the squad hid behind their closest cover. Athios: Hot zone! Open fire! Athios fired his rifle from behind his warthog and took down an ODST. They continued this until more UNSC marines began to pour into the area and lay down even more fire on the Trust. Meanwhile: Harrison had received word from Burke and got the message from Reynolds as well. Harrison: Indisposed? He sure as hell better be doing something important. How is the fleet? VI: Repairs are running smoothly, Admiral. The Officers know their job, we should be at full combat ability within three hours. Harrison: Make it an hour. VI: Yessir. Meanwhile: Jacob leaned on the terminal as the recording played. Pinestar: I disagree. We are friends, nothing more. ???: Oh, Mrs. Pinesta-- Pinestar: That's Captain Pinestar to you. There was a large banging noise in the recording. ???: Your rank means nothing to me! Where is he? Pinestar: I have no idea. The recording went to static. Jacob: Lisa? They have you too...when was this recording? A voice spoke out. ???: June 12, 2535. Jacob's weapon went upwards. He looked around. Jacob: Who are you? ???: I am this base's artificial intelligence. Jacob grinned. Jacob: Can you get me more of these files? Base AI: Not without proper authorization. Jacob tilted his head, he would hope this would still work. Jacob: My name is Jacob Sharpmen, acting Agent of the Office of Naval Intelligence. There was a momentary pause. Base AI: Report to Sector 231-Alpha-Lima for files. Jacob smiled as his HUD was updated with the new coordinates. He smiled and ran off.