[Hells Sniper]

Harrison nodded. Harrison: Commander Burke speaks the truth. The Trust is...very isolated, and for good reason. They are as monstrous as any human can get, they will do whatever is in their power to gain things they want, for personal gain, not the gain of humanity as whole. Harrison shook his head. Harrison: My last encounter with the Trust was not a pleasurable one. It was very destructive, very harsh, and I would rather not see this happen again. Harrison paused. Harrison: The Trust are here, and they are here in strength. They are dangerous and I would rather not expend valuable resources focusing on BOTH them and the Covenant. But, it seems we are in a tight position. The Trust are actively helping the Covenant, some way. I want to put an end to that. Orders are going out to the fleet, and to the ground, any members of the Trust are no active hostiles, that means shooting on sight and questions later. We cannot fight a war on two fronts, so if we can at least push these bastards back onto their ship, we will have an easier time handling ground ops, Harrison looked at Burke. Harrison: Do you have any suggestions, Commander? Meanwhile: Dangerus led Xyrho towards the facility, as he sniffed the air he could smell another brute was very close. Dangerus grunted. Dangerus: Anaconda is very close...so close, he can probably hear me. Meanwhile: The pelican carrying the Risk-Takers was one of the first to hit the ground on the Southern side of the facility. They could hear the alarm and shooting inside. Liam nodded. Liam: Alright, Spartans, roll out! Diamond formation. Desmond take point. Desmond nodded and was the first to hop off the pelican, the other six Spartans followed, setting up in their typical diamond formation. They moved towards the gate and moments later, it opened up. A few ODSTs were on the other side and when they noticed the Spartans they stepped a few feet back. ODST: The Big Guys are here! The Spartans moved inside and stopped a few feet from the hallway. Liam looked to one of the ODSTs. Liam: Where are they? The ODST pointed down the main hallway. ODST: Northern entrance, Charlie sector. Liam nodded and waved his hand in the air, moments later, the Risk-Takers were in a full sprint down the hallway. Concurrently: Jacob was deep inside the facility, he had followed the HUD and could still hear gun fire, but he had no idea where he was. Jacob stopped in the hallway as he heard footsteps running towards him. Jacob sighed and ran into the closest room, another computer station. Jacob looked around and then hid in front of the window looking into the hallway. Jacob crouched down as he heard the footsteps get louder, slowly he peered over the window to see seven Spartans running down the hallway. Jacob took a deep breath and pulled the stock back on his assault rifle. Jacob: Fuck... Suddenly, the Spartans all stopped and Jacob's eyes widened, he fell to the ground as he heard the Spartans start talking. Liam: What is it Des? Desmond: Comms are blowing up, sir. Savannah: Sir, Captain Sharpmen is here. Jacob took a deep breath, he tried to slow his beating, but now he was on their radar, too!? Lyle: Where? Savannah: The Base AI sent him to Sector 231-Alpha-Lima. It's this facility's archives. Lyle nodded, he looked around and stepped towards the window. Jacob looked up and could see Lyle's silver armor glistening in the artificial light, it looked pristine. Jacob was kind of amazed. Moments later, Lyle turned around. Lyle: We keep moving, Nighthawk is our main objective. I understand the Trust's fascination with this man, but he is unimportant to me. Move it. Jacob could hear the team start moving again, he shut his eyes and took a deep breath as he stood up and looked out the window. He took a deep breath. He began to remember that the Spartan team showed up around the same time Black Team did. He remembered that these Spartans were something else, they had a purpose. Jacob sighed, he had to get to the archives and get the data. Jacob: Goddamn...if these Spartans are here than that means. Jacob immediately switched his radio on and contacted Captain Frost. Jacob: Captain Frost, this is Captain Sharpmen! Spartan team sighted, which means Black team is close by. I say again, Spartan Team and Black Team are close by! Jacob paused. His sense of duty overcame his own personal mission. Jacob: Orders, ma'am?