[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Naked Crook]

Hayes: People...protocol is quite clear...we must completely cut this base off from the ONI Information Net... Hayes paused. Hayes: But Protocol never said how we can do it. Aelis' idea has a lot of merit. With a slight alteration...we could feed The Trust false information...and then plan a counter-attack as an ambush. Hayes and the group walked up to the large metal doors of the server room. Hayes inputted his authorization code to open the door. Hayes: Dallas...Dakota...guard this door. Aelis...come with me... Hayes ran into the server room, running to the far end where the maintenance terminal was located.

[Hells Sniper]

Dakota and Dallas nodded. They took up an area on each side of the door.

[Kairu]

Aelis followed Hayes. When she saw the terminal, she immediately got to work.

[Naked Crook]

Hayes: Alright...listen very carefully... Hayes paused. Hayes: This ONI Base has 14 redundant gateways connecting it to the ONI Building on J-2-Alpha. All communication through the ONI Net is done through these gateways. Hayes paused. Hayes: Are you familiar with man-in-the-middle attacks on remote server connections?

[Erex]

Tylan: Alright boys we now control the the skies once again good job make sure no one gets here we go em once em twice now we wait for more... Red interupts Tylan Red 2: Sorry sir but look at that thats a bunch of trust warthogs going to Hayes position Tylan: mow em down.

[Orcaid123]

On the Goldbane: William speaks on the comm: Commander Tylan, how does it look like down there? Meanwhile: Matias took a assault rifle from a dead marine body, and began to fire at the black ODSTs.

[Kairu]

Aelis: "Yes, yes, yes! Captain Hayes, I am familiar with it. Now please Sir, if you don't mind, could you give a girl her space and let her work?"

[Naked Crook]

Hayes: Fair enough...fair enough...do your thing.

[lynksys]

Stolt: Ah, fuck it. He moved away and sat down. No one was going anywhere.

[Orcaid123]

Matias would see a opportunity to shot an black odst in the foot, so he aimed real carefully, and shot, hoping it would hit. Matias: Comeon, comeon... Meanwhile on the Goldbane. William: I wonder where these Trust forces comes from... Run a quick scan through the area around us. First mate: Will do, sir. First mate begins to press on some buttons. First mate: It's scanning, sir. William: Good.