[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Hells Sniper]

Jacob was busy moving most of the soldiers down the tunnel, they had used most of the vehicles on the critically wounded and a large portion of the soldiers now had to walk. That's when Tye's voice crackled over the comm line. Tyber: Attention...all remaining forces...This is Commander Vernette. I am pinned down by a vast number of hostile forces. Chances are...I got most of them with me in the Sub-Basement. I am giving everyone here a direct order to evac immediately. Do not come back for me! Doing so...would be suicide. I am going to hold these bastards here to give you all a chance to get the hell out of here without any kind of pursuit or trouble. Let the record show...that you all fought bravely...with the highest distinction and honor you could possibly bestow upon yourselves. I'm proud to of been able to fight along side each and every single one of you. There was a pause on the radio. Tyber: God-Speed... Jacob shook his head. First off, he would never leave a soldier behind, and definitely not Commander Vernette. Secondly, he did not believe that all the forces went to the infirmary, they would surely be sweeping the entire area. Jacob turned and yelled to his forces in the room. Jacob: All men, prepare for a fire fight! Focus on the do-- Before Jacob could finish, the elites from Vhat's squadron began to fire on the humans, killing a few in the confusion. Jacob fired off a few rounds of his rifle, killing an elite, before jumping into cover. He looked around and noticed most of his forces scattered around the evacuation center. Jacob sighed, he was hoping they could finish off these last few elites in order to give the marines running some extra time. Jacob broke from his cover and fired off a few more rounds, killing another elite. On the far side, he could see two marines protecting two wounded soldiers near a warthog. All four soldier's looked familiar to him, but he no way of being certain if he knew them. That's when he came under fire and Jacob ducked behind cover. On the far side, Limos and Carmicle were hiding behind cover, their wounds still ripe. Colby and Troy were firing on the elite squadron that just poured into the room, hoping to drive most of them into cover. That's when something glimmered in front of Carmicle. Carmicle had noticed it before, it was the outline of an elite, one was invisible. Carmicle fired two rounds of the shotgun he had picked up earlier and hit the elite both times. The first shot taking down his shields, and the second, ripping apart his guts. He activated his radio to all the forces. Carmicle: They've got cloak! That's when most of Vhat's forces began to break their cloak and open fire on the small groups of humans there were. Carmicle and Limos defended Troy and Colby's back. Outside the HQ: Dangerus and his bodyguard pack had followed the first wave of his brutes. He was walking inside the building as one of his brutes debriefed him. Brute: Human resistance is low in the upper levels, we have taken the liberty to clear the area. Human hostages are being taken. Dangerus nodded. Brute: Elites are currently engaged with the last bit of resistance in the sub-basement evacuation center. Dangerus: Let them continue their onslaught...the elites know that the brutes took the victory this day. Dangerus paused. Dangerus: When things quiet down under there, send in a pack to finish what the elites could not. The brute nodded and crossed his arm across his chest and backed away. At that moment, Dangerus had entered the center of the HQ. Dangerus: Filthy humans and their precious technology. Dangerus paused. He began to look around. Concurrently on the Vigorous Inferno: Athios met up with his team and joined them in a pelican, a longsword was next to them, piloted by CPO MacLaren. The pelican and longsword exited the Inferno and headed right towards the planet. On the way in, Athios debriefed his team. Meanwhile: Liam had joined his Spartans in one of the pelicans. He banged the hull twice and the pelican lifted off and headed towards the planet. Liam: Alright Spartans...you know the mission. Termination of Nighthawk and Anaconda is our highest priority. We have no secondary objectives, but be prepared to go with me on any plan I come up with. Liam paused. Liam: We've had two years to plan for this...and in that two years, Nighthawk and Anaconda have also been working together. They're stronger and more synchronized than the sims. So watch each others back, keep your guns loaded, and keep your radio on at all times. Liam looked at his team. Liam: In any case...let's give em hell. Meanwhile: Harrison watched Athios leave. He knew he was sending those soldiers to their possible deaths. But it was a risk he needed to take. He could not bear seeing this planet fall. To him, it was almost like home...especially after Harvest fell. He was interrupted from his thought when he was contacted by one of his bridge officers. Officer: Admiral, sir, message from Captain Reynolds. Harrison: Go ahead. Officer: He has sent the green light. All ODST teams are prepared for infiltration with the Covenant fleet. Harrison: Excellent. Tell him to keep them on standby. I still do not know the situation down there and would rather have an idea of what's going on before we execute phase 2. The Suicide Squad just launched and should have a comm relay up within the hour. Relay the message. Officer: Message sent, Admiral... Harrison nodded and simply stared at the planet surrounded by Covenant ships.

[Naked Crook]

Anaconda hefted his hammer, as Xyrho got back to his feet. He held both of his energy blades in his hands, as he started the Brute down. Xyrho: Why are you helping this filth? Anaconda: My reasons are my own! Xyrho: Our Gods look upon your treachery with much distaste... Anaconda: Your Gods...are not my Gods... Xyrho was taken aback by this. He had encountered many types of philosophies in his time, but never before had he ever encountered one who0 flat-out denied The Gods of The Covenant. Even Xyrho, one who was more fascinated with the technology of The Forerunners, would never stray so far as to flat-out deny the divinity of his Gods. Xyrho: You speak...heresy. You speak like an infidel! Anaconda: I speak for myself. If that is heresy...then condemn me. I would spit on your Gods...but that would just be a waste. Xyrho winced his eyes, as he charged at Anaconda. This had become far more personal for Xyrho. Xyrho was ready to strike down this Brute simply for the words that he dared to utter. However, as Xyrho got closer, he was met with the full force of Anaconda's hammer slamming to the ground. Xyrho was tossed back with unmitigated force, and was slammed right into a concrete barricade. Xyrho found himself to be winded, as he struggled to get up. He watched as Anaconda approached him again, with his Hammer ready to strike. Xyrho watched as Anaconda raised his Hammer. Xyrho barely rolled out of the way when the Hammer came crashing down. Once again, the force of the impact tossed Xyrho to the side, being sent about 15 yards from he previous position. Xyrho struggled to get back to his knees, as he knew getting close to the Brute was going to be almost impossible. Xyrho holstered both of his blades, and looked to his left, and saw a Plasma Rifle, laying on the ground, placed there as a result of an Elite from earlier being killed. Xyrho watched Anaconda run towards him. Without giving it any further thought Xyrho rolled to the side, and grabbed the Plasma Rifle, and began to fire at Anaconda. Anaconda stopped his approached, and went for cover, as his energy shields were being rapidly depleted by the Plasma Rifle. However, the Moment that Xyrho had stopped firing, he heard the sound of the door the stairwell bust open, as Nighthawk had just kicked the door down. He watched Nighthawk charge onto the roof, with both of his Magnums in hand. Xyrho and Nighthawk made immediate eye contact. Nighthawk: We have a Zealot! Focus fire to bring that bastards shields down! Nighthawk took aim with his Magnums and began to fire. He knew that he would require a significant amount of firepower to break the shields of an Elite Zealot - Elites that typically had the best shielding that could be provided to infantry personnel. Just as Xyrho turned to fire his Plasma Rifle at Nighthawk, he heard a very aggressive growl from Anaconda, as the Brute had just emerged from cover with both of his Spikers in hand. Without giving a second thought, Anaconda began to fire both of his Spikers at Xyrho. The combined fire from both Nighthawk and Anaconda had managed to push Xyrho back right to the edge of the roog. With his shields rapidly fading, Xyrho had but one option... Nighthawk: Reloading! Finish that fucker off! Anaconda completely emerged from cover, and began to walk towards Xyrho as he fired. Xyrho, on the other hand, tossed his Plasma Rifle aside, and looked down. The fall would defianatly kill any unprepared Elite. IT was at that moment that Xyrho allowed himself to fall right off the roof of UNSC Regional HQ Bravo. Nighthawk saw this happen. He rushed to the edge of the building. Anaconda did the same. Nighthawk: That guy just jumped! Did you see that!? Nighthawk stopped when he reached the edge of the building. He could still see Xyrho falling. Anaconda looked over Nighthawk;s shoulder. Nighthawk: This is gonna be fun to watch. Wanna take bets on how far his guts will go? Anaconda: He is going to live. This fall won't kill him. Nighthawk: What? Anaconda: Watch... As Xyrho fell, he waited for his shields to fully recharge. He was rapidly approaching the ground. As he got closer, he pulled a piece of equipment off of his belt. He activated it, and revealed it to be a single use over shield. This allowed for Xyrho's already powerful shielding to withstand an incredible amount of force and impact. Xyrho just hoped that his own physiology, combined with his over-driven shields would be enough to keep him alive from this fall. Sure enough, as soon as Xyrho hit the ground, he was able to survive, but at the expense of his armor's shield generator being totally destroyed in the process. The impact that Xyrho made with the concrete had destroyed the concrete, cracking it in every direction in a 10 yard radius. Far above, on the roof, Nighthawk and Anaconda looked down. Anaconda: Told you he would survive. Nighthawk: Holy shit. What the hell happened? Anaconda: Xyrho... Nighthawk: Xyrho? You know that Elite? Anaconda: I do...we go way back. Nighthawk sighed. Nighthawk: So...what the hell just happen- Nighthawk stopped when he heard the transmission from Tye. Tyber: Attention...all remaining forces...This is Commander Vernette. I am pinned down by a vast number of hostile forces. Chances are...I got most of them with me in the Sub-Basement. I am giving everyone here a direct order to evac immediately. Do not come back for me! Doing so...would be suicide. I am going to hold these bastards here to give you all a chance to get the hell out of here without any kind of pursuit or trouble. Let the record show...that you all fought bravely...with the highest distinction and honor you could possibly bestow upon yourselves. I'm proud to of been able to fight along side each and every single one of you. Nighthawk froze. Anaconda: What is it? Nighthawk: Tye is in trouble. Anaconda: Again? Nighthawk: He is pinned down...somewhere... Nighthawk paused. He pulled out his PDA. He began to scan for Tye's transponder signal. He cross referenced the coordinates of the transponder signal, with a layout of Regional HQ Bravo. Nighthawk: According to this, he is in the Sub-Basement...in the Infirmary. I have to go get him... Anaconda: Don't you mean "we have to go get him?" Anaconda paused. Anaconda: This facility must be crawling with Covenant troops. DO you honestly think your chances of saving him are better if you go at this alone? Nighthawk shrugged. Nighthawk: You know...when this is over...I owe you big time. Come on. Let's go! Just as Nighthawk and Anaconda turned, they were face to face with Cameron. They both glared at Cameron. Nighthawl: Can you move? Cameron was silent for a moment. He then reached onto his back and grabbed his Assault Rifle. Cameron: With the three of us...we can save the Commander in no time at all. We should have no problems what so ever... Nighthawk and Anaconda exchanged looks. They then both looked back at Cameron. Nighthawk: Whatever...let's go. I don't have the time to argue this!

[Kairu]

Vhat' watched as his plan began to execute rather well, for the moment. He stuck to the shadows with his camo still on. In his right hand was a plasma rifle, the other his energy sword already activated. While most of the Humans were distracted, Vhat' snuck up behind a group of marines slashing through all of them in one horizontal motion. His camo deactivated and three more marines turned to fire on Vhat' when one of the Elites from Vhat's first group headshot all of them with his needle rifle. Vhat' didn't bother looking at who it was. He merely re-activated his camo and moved in behind another group of marines. This one doing what Carmicle's group was doing, using the Warthog as cover and a barricade. From the shadows, Vhat' aimed his plasma rifle and fired three burst shots at the other marines, keeping his camo up. The shadows would help keep him disguised. He also knew he had to keep moving so he could be much harder to kill. The rest of the Elites began to push forward, losing a few from Jacob and his resistance group. The other meleeing Elites also began to divide and conquer plan. Stick to multiple groups of two, and they can finish off this pocket of Humans and move onto the next one. Vhat' then moved in the shadows taking off more shots at anyone he had a clear line of sight with. Meanwhile: On the bridge of the Mind's Attrition, everyone watched Cochraine stand there, not as fully as normal, but she was standing. She straightened herself up, made eye contact with Reynolds, and saluted. Cochraine: "Reporting for duty, Captain." Reynolds was shocked as much as the next person. He nodded at Anderson, who began getting the CMO up there with a security detail. Reynolds approached Cochraine, still surprised at her being there. He got close enough to her and he used a lower volume voice. Reynolds: "Lauren, what in God's name are you doing here?" Cochraine: "I'm here to do my job, Sir." Reynolds: "You need to be in bed, resting. Look at you, you can hardly walk. It's no condition for active duty." Cochraine: "Please Captain, with all due respect, I need to be here. This is my place and I want to help." Reynolds then raised his voice to normal. Reynolds: "Commander, Anderson is doing a fine job in your absence. You have nothing to fear. I have a feeling that the ship will be here when the good Doctor here clears you for active duty." Cochraine turned around to see the CMO and a security detail waiting to escort her back to MedBay. CMO: "Commander Cochraine, we are here to peacefully escort you back to Medbay. I would like to ask that you please come with us, Ma'am." Cochraine turned to look at Reynolds. She sent him an angry look hoping that he would get guilted by it, but Reynolds stood his ground. He truly believed in his decision, even if it was his closest companion. Cochraine decided she made enough of a scene already to bother resisting, and Reynolds wouldn't have it either, so she allowed herself to be taken back to the Medbay. Reynolds stood there in front of the holotable. His arms were together behind his back, his stance tall and firm. His mind refused to make an exception in his ruling. When the group left with Cochraine, the bridge doors shut. Reynolds stood there, not willing to move just yet. Not until Anderson broke the awkward silence that befell on the bridge. Anderson: "Incoming message from the Admiral. It says for us to standby."

[Erex]

Sergai: Looks like we're gonna die here. Marine: Then lets show 'em how marines do this! Sergai opened fire and takes down a Brute. He reaches for his combat knife and cuts a brutes knee causing him to fall to the ground and slits the neck and snaps it in a single move. Sergai: Move foward push them out of the building. The team moves forward killing the brutes by killing them in a small box.. Marine: Frag out! The marine pulls the pin and throws the frag killing several brutes injuring more. One marine was injured from the blast due to shrapnel. Angel grabs the marines collar and drags him to safety and starts to work on him. Angel: I'm losing him! The Marine was screaming in agony he had shrapnel all over him. The marine was coughing up blood never a good sign. Angel pulls her magnum out. Angel: I'm sorry marine. Marine: Do it I'd rather die by a human's hands then to let them get a trophy... But give this to my wife on Reach. Tell her I love her and that I'm sorry, that I won't be there for our child. Angel: I promise Marine.... Angel takes the safety off and pulls the trigger on the marine to put him out of his misery. Sergai then heard the transmission from Tyber. Sergai: Lets get to the EVAC I'm going for Tyber. No questions asked. The remaining ran like hell with Sergai running behind them stopping to shoot every once in while. He then started to that his overshield was offline.. He starts to pull the trigger. Sergai ensured that the rest of the Marines got to the EVAC point. When he saw Elites he opened fire on them. Sergai: Get to the EVAC I'll hold them here! Ace: Yes sir! Move Sergai threw a punch to an elites Jaw to make him dizzy while he pulled out his magnum to shoot the Elite in the gut before being he was thrown off his feet..

[Hells Sniper]

Troy and Colby managed to disperse the immediate elites that had cloaked near them, they lifted Carmicle and Limos onto the warthog, the two watching the area. Most of the other elites were engaged with fighting. Troy: Captain Sharpmen, we have a movable vehicle over here! Orders? Jacob was on the other side of the evac center, currently engaged in hand to hand fighting with an elite. The elite had drawn it's energy sword and jabbed at Jacob. Jacob saw the move coming and quickly rolled out of the way. The elite lodged his sword into the concrete slab and tried to pull it out to no anvil. Jacob immediately unsheathed his combat knife, and before the elite could react to the new danger, the knife was already lodged between his eyes. The elite fell to the ground, motionless, as his sword burned through the concrete. Jacob then looked around the area, his forces were about to be overwhelmed, they couldn't hold the area any longer. Jacob: All forces fall back! Back through the tunnels! Jacob helped two soldiers up and then ran over to Carmicle and the others. He looked at them all. Jacob: Sergeant Carmicle, I'm putting you in charge of the remaining forces. Take them through the tunnel, regroup, lure the elites to you, and hold the line as long as possible. Carmicle: Sir? The elites repositioned themselves and began to fire upon the warthog. The others were falling back into the tunnel, firing anything they could. Jacob: I don't leave men behind Carmicle! Especially not a Vernette! Jacob turned and swung his sniper on his back. He picked up a shotgun and loaded it with extra shells. Jacob: Now go! We don't have much time! Fire everything you can, get the elites to follow you! Jacob turned. Jacob: And then bury them. Jacob handed Carmicle a PDA. Jacob: I had some demo teams hook the area, you'll know it when you see it! Now go! Carmicle just nodded as Jacob banged on the warthog. The team sped off, firing what they had at the elites and getting most of the forces to follow the remnants. Jacob threw out a few smokes, to give them more time, and give him a possible escape. Unseen, Jacob walked through the smoke once it was thick enough, slipping right past the elites and into the hallway. Down the hall, he could hear shooting. Jacob: I'm coming Tye... Jacob ran down the hallway. Meanwhile: The pelican carrying the Suicide Squad passed the threshold of the Covenant fleet, unseen. Pilot: ETA Ninety seconds to target. Strap in, hot drop. Athios: Roger that. Hot drop, no landing on this one, jumping out. The pelican flew fast and headed straight towards the objective. CPO MacLaren was following close by in her longsword, keeping an eye on the field below. Meanwhile on board the Vigorous Inferno: Harrison was staring at the planet. He knew the Suicide Squad would get the job done, but he would still need a team to regroup with the main ground forces. With Captain Frost, Commander Vernette, and Captain Sharpmen. All three were crucial to the war efforts, all three known on the ships, and all three surviving this onslaught. Harrison knew of only one Commander he hadn't ordered to go down, one that was following every movement, every step, every breath the Covenant was making against the UNSC on the ground. Experienced, capable leader, proven dangerous in the heat of battles, and almost never failing at his duty. Harrison nodded. He would have this Commander, his Field Commander, sent into the fray with a contingent of soldiers. Enough to push the elites and brutes back away from the remnants of the original ground forces, and regroup the remnants. One that he knew was loyal to him, respectful to each other, and would keep him updated on everything that happened. As of now, this new Commander would be his voice on the ground. Harrison: Harrison to the bridge. Bridge Officer: Copy, sir. Harrison: Signal the Field Commander. Get him down here on the double. It's time. Bridge Officer: Roger that, sir. There was a pause in the room. Bridge Officer: Message sent, he should be on his way. Harrison grinned and waited for his arrival.

[Archerboy106]

Commander Zephyr Bovela tapped on a screen in the Combat Information Center. He was receiving the latest updates on the ground attempts against the covenant. His earpiece buzzed... Bridge Officer: Sir, the Admiral would like to see you. Zephyr nodded and clicked his mic off. He sent one last order out before exiting the room. He approached the Admiral's office. With a simple knock and subtle entry, he entered and stood at attention, saluting.

[Kairu]

Vhat' cursed at the sudden smoke grenades going off. Vhat': "Everyone! Spread out! It's a Human trick! Use your thermals and senses! Brothers! Come with me after the Humans! If it's is Filth, shoot it!" Vhat' and the remaining Spec Op Elites moved forward, oblivious to the fact that Jacob moved right past them. They continued pushing forward, slowly being outrunned by the warthog, but then catching up to the marines walking. They all began firing their weapons at all of them, their zealous rages heightening their senses.

[Naked Crook]

Nighthawk and Anaconda, along with Cameron, had left the roof of Regional HQ Bravo, and started to move down the stairwell, back down into Regional HQ Bravo. While they moved, Cameron had been keeping tabs on the comm chatter. Cameron: I have not heard anything from Commander Vernette. Either he has nothing to say, or he is... Nighthawk cut in. Nighthawk: I would prefer you did not say it! Cameron did not reply. Nighthawk shook his head and sighed. He did not want to entertain the thought that his brother had been killed. He knew, that the thought alone would of driven him completely mad. As the trio neared the ground flood, Anaconda stopped. This was very apparent, as his loud footsteps had ceased. NIghthawk, in turn, stopped as well, and turned around. Nighthawk: What is it? Anaconda sniffed the air. He then growled. Anaconda: Brutes...very close. A lot of them. Nighthawk: Where? Anaconda: I am guessing on the ground floor...in the Inner Atrium. Their scent has been getting stronger the closer we have moved toward our destination. I would advise against a direct engagement. Anaconda looked around. He saw a door with the number 4 above it. He gestured his head. Anaconda: This way. Nighthawk turned, and moved toward the door that lead to the fourth floor. Nighthawk opened it, and moved as silently as he could. As he exited the stairwell, he could see the balcony that allowed him to see right down into the Inner Atrium. Nighthawk peaked over, and sure enough, there were Brutes in the Inner Atrium. Anaconda and Cameron also looked over. Anaconda: Dangerus... Cameron and Nighthawk turned their heads. Cameron: You know that Brute down there? Anaconda: Yeah...he is a friend of mine... Cameron: Do you wanna tell your friend to move aside and let us by? Anaconda: If I did that, he would not listen. Nighthawk: Why not? Anaconda: Because he is a Brute. You should know this. Nighthawk: Of course. Nighthawk sighed. Nighthawk: Time is wasting. We either try and sneak our way past them...or we engage them. Anaconda snorted in disagreement. Anaconda: No...we don't do either of those. We do both. Nighthawk: Explain? Anaconda: You and the Tin Can go to the sub-basement... Cameron shook his head and sighed. Anaconda: I will engage those Brutes. I will give you the time you need to go and find The Commander and get him to safety. Cameron: Good plan... Nighthawk: No...not good plan. Bad plan! That is very... Nighthawk shrugged. Nighthawk: Dangerous... Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Dangerous to engage a Brute named Dangerus. Let's put two and two together here. Anaconda growled. Anaconda: It is either you let me go down there and distract him...or the Commander dies. Nighthawk looked away. He felt torn and divided. However, such was the nature of choice, and the ability to make one. Nighthawk looked at Anaconda and nodded. Nighthawk: Go down there and buy us some time. The Spartan and I will go and find Commander Vernette, and get him back to The Vulture. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Watch your back down there. Anaconda gave a grunt that was laced with a tone of arrogance. As he did, he stood up, and looked over the balcony. He then jumped down all four floor, right down to the ground level, landing right in the middle of the Inner Atrium, and right in front of Dangerus. As his feet hit the ground, he went down into a kneeling position to help break his fall. Despite this, his massive weight destroyed the floor beneath his feet, making a large, and very loud cracking sound. The entire floor around Anaconda;;s feet had been destroyed. There was no subtly in this drop. Anaconda wasted no time in standing tall, staring right at Dangerus. Up above, Cameron looked at Nighthawk. Cameron: Did he just... Nighthawk: Yes he did. Nighthawk sighed. Nighthawk: Come on...we have to go find the Commander! Meanwhile: Tye and Jennifer were still in the Med Bay. They were under heavy fire. However, they were still holding off Voro, and the rest of his Elites. Jennifer: Tye...I am running out of Ammo. We cannot hold out here! Tyber: I know...I am almost dry as well. I have a few clips left...after that... Tye paused. Tyber: I still have a knife I guess. And I guess you can throw dirty syringes at them. Jennifer: I don't think that will help!? Tyber: Jen...are you telling me you have never read War of the Worlds? That is a classic! Jennifer: No...but I have read a ton of papers on Comparative Xenobiologoy. It is SORTA the same thing...right? Tye shook his head and laughed. Tyber: Not even fucking close... Tye sighed, as his laughter was short lived. Tyber: Jen..answer me something... Jennifer: What is it? Tyber: Is it true that you and my brother are...you know... Jennifer didn't answer. Tyber: You know...are you two...comparing biology? Jennifer sighed. Jennifer: That is totally irrelevant right now Tye! Jennifer fired her last shot. Jennifer: I am out of ammo! Tye tossed on of his SMGs to Jennifer. She caught it. Tyber: I guess you won't answer the question hmm? Jennifer: No I will not! The answer dies with me Tye! Tyber: Fair enough... Tye paused. Tyber: Fair enough...

[Hells Sniper]

Harrison hear Zephyr entered and turned. He saluted the Commander and motioned him to have a seat. Harrison: Commander. I am sure you know we are not doing well. We've lost complete radio contact with our remaining ground forces and we are almost positive Regional HQ Bravo was hit. Hard. I need to send you in. Meanwhile: Carmicle and the other provided cover fire to the units walking. The combined fire manage to force the elites into cover for a few moments. Otherwise they would have been slaughtered in the open. The marines arrived at the site of explosives and hid behind some crates and overturned hogs. They would here as long as they could. Meanwhile: Dangerus stumbled backwards from Anacondas fall. He looked at the brute stalker standing in front of him. He had heard the stories...a stalker, pure black, working with a human, but the human was nowhere to be seen. Dangerus simply growled. Meanwhile: Jacob could hear the SMG and pistol fire die down. He knew he didn't have much time. Without thinking. Jacob crawled into cover and looks around. A couple dozen elites were laying fire on the infirmary. That's where Jennifer and Tye were. Jacob removed his sniper and laid it on the ledge. He aimed at the elites closest to the doors. Of the infirmary. The ones who had their energy swords drawn. Jacob took a deep breath and fired off two rounds. Being so close, the round depleted their shields AND penetrated the cranium of each elite. They both dropped dead in the doorway. Jacob reloaded his rifle and jumped from cover to find a new position.

[Erex]

Sergei got back onto his feet and pulled out his magnum and 4 rounds into the gut of the Spec Ops Elite. When he got back onto his feet he grabs an assault rifle off a dead marines body and opens fire on the Elites killing two of them. He kept engaging the elites but saw he was dangerously low on ammo. He used the butt of his rifle to knock an elite out of his way while he picked up a plasma rifle. Sergei: Come and get it Covenant bastards.... Sergei engaging them shooting 3 bullet burst at their heads to kill them as quickly as possible while being efficient one by one they fell to the ground. As Sergei tried to press through, he couldn't see the end of the hallway as it was filled with Elites. Sergei: God damn, when will this day get better? When things could get worse they did several of the Elites cloaked hidden from the view. Sergei started to fire as much as he could to try to hit them when it dawned on him he has one more frag, he pulled the pin and tossed it, he killed one of the cloaked Elites in the blast the other one de-cloaked. Sergei started to curse under his breath in Russian, pissed off he, looks at the closest elite that came in for the kill with his energy sword, he dodged that just barely and rolled to the left. He put two shots into the Elites head. Sergei: Shit, how many are you guys? Sergei tried to move to figure a way around them only to see one route forward. Sergei grabs an energy Sword and puts it on his leg just in case. He puts three rounds in the head of an elite right before he cloaked and smiled underneath his visor as he saw the body hit the floor. Sergei: If I'm going down, you all are coming with me, you SOB's.