[Naked Crook]

Black 1 watched as Desmond engaged Spartan F-137. He then returned to cover, and continued firing on UNSC targets. Black 2, on the other hand, kept his eyes on Desmond and Spartan F-137. Once he was sure Desmond had the situation in hand, he turned his attention to Jessica. He knelt down beside her, as he pulled a PDA from his leg pouch. He used his free hand to reach behind Jessica's helmet, as he pulled a data chip from her helmet. Black 2: He defiantly uploaded something into her armor. Can't say what exactly without further analysis. Black 2 removed a diagnostic chip from his PDA< and he inserted it into Jessica's helmet. He then began to get a readout. Black 2: It seems Nighthawk used some sort of virus or up-link to wipe out the suits OS. The reason it is locked up, is because there is no software to communicate with the hardware. We need to get Jessica back to The Ulterior Motive to get her back online. There is very little I can do here. As Black 2 examined Jessica, Black 3 had to flee from his position, as the grenade landed near his position. The grenade exploded, but Black 3 had long since moved from his position. Black 3 shook his head to shake off the shock of such a close range detonation of a grenade, before he was ready to engage once more. He recollected himself, as he once again readied his Sniper. While Black Team was busy, Cameron looked at the fight between Desmond and Spartan F-137. He raised his Assault Rifle, and aimed at Desmond., providing covering fire. Cameron spoke to Spartan F-137 over the comm, while keeping a good distance from the scuffle, so he could keep eyes on the entire Trust line. Cameron: 137...engage The Trust. I will keep you covered. Concurrently: Just as Jesse had spoke, the sound of a Scorpion Tank could be heard turning the corner. Tye had returned to the front of The Apex Building in order to get the Tank that Cameron had used to approach the building. Tyber: Hold your position private. If anyone is going to flank The Trust...it is going to be me. Just keep your iron sights on Black 4 - the guy with the Rocket launcher. Do not let him get a shot! Tye stopped the tank, as he began to turn the turret. The first thing Tye was going to do was take the two sniper positions out. The turret turned to the first target of opportunity...Jacob. When the tank had rolled up, Black 1 looked at the tank. He knew the situation was getting shaky, and the UNSC was starting to corner them with heavy artillery. Black 1 scoffed, as he contacted Nova Team. Black 1: Nova Team...this is Black 1...where the hell are you idiots!? Meanwhile: Anubis lost track of Xyrho, as Xyrho jumped into cover. As Anubis scanned the area, he heard the transmission from Black 1. Anubis: Jonas? What do I owe the unfortunate displeasure of hearing your voice? Black 1 gave a sigh of anger. Black 1: The LZ is getting hot...and our extraction is immanent. If you are not here when our extraction arrives...you are being left behind. Believe me...nothing would please me more than to leave you at the mercy of The UNSC...however... Black 1 paused. Black 1: The Cunt-sultant would never stop her bitching if her precious attack dogs perished on one of their rare excursions. I have better things to do than listen to her. This time, it was Anubis who gave a sigh of anger. Anubis: If there will ever be a time when someone is left behind...it will be you Black 1...mark my words. Before Black 1 even had a chance to rebuttal, Anubis cut Black 1 off. Anubis then looked to the rest of Nova Team, as he shouted a new command. Anubis: Nova Team...Extraction Plan Omega! Once the command was issued, Apophis, Imhotep, and Osiris began to fall back, regrouping with Anubis. Nighthawk watched Nova Team fell back. At the same time, Xyrho emerged from cover, with both of his blades drawn. Both Nighthawk and Xyrho watched as Nova Team backed up, and then turned and began to run down the corridor, running towards a window. As Nova Team ran, they holstered their weapons, and jumped out one of the windows. Nighthawk shook his head, flabbergasted by what he just saw. Xyrho: Did they just... Nighthawk: Jump out of a 40th floor window without any sort of propulsion? Yes they did. Yes they did...