[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Tye and Cameron had met up with their team. There was about a dozen pilots, and they were all gathered around a single Guass Warthog. Tyber: Cameron...did you... Cameron: Assemble the team? Yeah... Tyber: You assembled a full team of pilots? Cameron: Correction...I assembled ALL of the pilots into our team. Tyber: We don't have any Hornets, or any other birds, on hand. Cameron: Yeah...we do. While you were busy chatting it up with Captain Frost, and getting that knife removed...I started to inspect some of these locked hangers. I decided to break one of the access doors down, and I found a whole slew of Harnets inside one of them. After that...well...I started breaking into all of them. I found some pretty heavy birds. I even found a VUlture. It needs to be refueld...mind you, but that is currently being done. Needless to say...all of the main hanger doors are not locked anymore. I managed to open all of them. We have a choice pick. You would be surprised how many miltary aircraft you can find in a military airfield. Tyber: Hmmm...go figure. Cameron: I am surprised nobody else thought of that. Tyber: Well...this is good. Cameron: We will take The Warthog...and our air support can follow. They can keep the skies clear, while we pave the road. Tyber: Well done Cam...that is officer level thinking. Tye turned to his group of Pilots. Tyber: Alright ladies...you heard the Spartan. Get your birds in the air...take to the skies...and do what you do best! Be sure to add comm channel Baker-229 to yur incoming frequencies list. That is the channel I will use to contact you guys, and help coordinate you in the sky. Stay together, watch each others...asses...aft tail fins...whatever... All of the pilots nodded, and saluted. Pilots: SIR, YES SIR! There was exactly 12 pilots on hand. 10 of the pilots took to Hornets, while two of the pilots doubled up and boarded the Vulture that was currently in the process of fueling. Tye and Cameron watched as the pilots got themselves situated. Tyber: Alright, Cam...let's get this hog going. You are on gun. Cameron nodded. Tye jumped into the driver's seat, while Cameron took the Guass Turret on the back. The two men waited, while all of the Hornets readied and took to the skies, one by one. When the VUlture had finally take to the sky a few moments later, Tye nodded in approval. Both Tye and Cam changed their comm frequencies to Baker-229 Tyber: Alright boys...let's do this. Out destination will be the Phillips-MacDonald Memorial Spaceport! That is the largest spaceport in Carver, and is equipped to handle emergency evacuations. That is where all of the people we rescue will be hearded to. Cameron and I will keep the ground clear. I want you boys in the air to keep the air around that Spaceport clear Tye paused. Tyber: Alright...lets role! Tye started to pull out of Airfield Mayweather, and started making his way towards Carver. The Hornets and the Vulture followed behind. Meanwhile: Voro heard the message from Rah'jesh. Voro: This is Special Operations Commander Voro. I am currently supervising the Engineers in the human data center. However, the situation here seems to be under control. What is your current location in this facility...I will come to you, and I will brief you personally on your upcoming responsibilities.

[Orcaid123]

Rah'jesh: Good, brother. I am outside the main entrance to the filth fascility. I will be awaiting you there.

[Naked Crook]

Voro: I am on my way. Voro terminated the comm line, and then looked at Vhat'. Voro: Vhat'...come with me. We are going to go and meet with Rah'jesh. I want you to come with me because I plan on deploying both you, and Rah'jesh to the field. We need to continue the offensive against the Humans. Voro turned and left the server room, expecting Vhat' to follow in tow. After a few moments, Voro returned to the main entrance, with Vhat, to meet up with Rah'jesh. Upon his arrival, Voro greeted Rah'jesh. Voro: Greetings, brother. I trust you are well?

[Orcaid123]

Rah'jesh banged his chest with his right hand three times, saluting, towards Voro. Rah'jesh: I am well, brother. I hope you fare well as well?

[Hells Sniper]

Carmicle and his team had arrived a few minutes before Sergei and his team. Carmicle turned to face Sergei. Carmicle: Get the civvies towards the center of the city, direct them towards the Phillips-MacDonald Memorial Spaceport. Carcmile turned to Limos, Troy, and Colby. Carmicle: The rest of us are setting up a killzone. If the Covenant drop in, at least we'll have somewhat of a perimeter set up. Meanwhile on Losan: Jacob was moving through DARK Facility. Jacob had his night vision on, his HUD outlining most of the surrounding area. DARK Facility was, for all intent and purposes, dark. No human contacts since the moment Jacob landed, and not one security bypass center. The entire facility seemed dead. Jacob continued to move, his assault rifle raised, just in case the Covenant had made it inside. He was hoping the Covenant stuck to their usual attack patterns, and delayed their attacks on the desolate moons of the planets they would attack. It was, at least for what Jacob could tell, going according to plan. Jacob: Why ONI wouldn't clear this before hand is beyond me. Jacob continued to walk as he passed by the control center of the facility. Jacob stopped and looked around. Jacob: Fucking eggheads probably decided to clear themselves out before trying to get their data out. Jacob walked into the command center and scanned the area. All clear. He lifted his assault rifle and rested it on his shoulder as he walked towards the center of the control center. Jacob looked down at the first terminal, the only onscreen display was a security command. It was blinking. PLEASE ENTER ONI ID: Jacob pondered the screen, according to the mission parameters he was know known as an ONI agent throughout the entire system. If his ONI ID wasn't what he thought, the entire system would go...even darker. Jacob began to type his eight-digit ID code. S-J-0-2-8-R-0-6 Jacob hit the enter key as the system processed the information. Jacob's heart skipped a beat as the terminal beeped and showed a display message. Welcome, Acting Agent Sharpmen, please enter search query: Jacob sighed, he was in the system. He looked around the area and could only think of one thing to type. San Angeles WINTER CONTINGENCY Declaration Supplemental Orders; DARK Facility Jacob hit enter again as the terminal began to bring up a list of objectives the Declaration required DARK Facility to accomplish. Many of them were checked off, part of the Contingency plan was to do it all, as fast as possible, without Covenant intervention. Jacob began to read off some of the objectives CLEAR OUT DATA ARCHIVING AND REDUNDANCY KRYPT OF ALL ONI PERSONNEL: COMPLETE DESTROY STAGE ONE PROTOTYPES: COMPLETE RECOVER ALL DATA FORM THE ARCHIVES: INCOMPLETE Jacob saw the objective was incomplete and clicked it. Only a few sentences were written as to why the archives was not recovered. RECOVERY OF ALL DATA FROM THE ARCHIVES - INCOMPLETE. ONI PERSONNEL WERE UNABLE TO COMPLETE THE OBJECTIVE. AS PERSISTENT TO ARTICLE 15F-C5, ACTING AGENT SHARPMEN HAS BEEN REDIRECTED TO RECOVER DATA. Jacob stopped reading, he thought to himself as he re-read it. Jacob: How the fuck did they update this thing so fast... Jacob shook his head and went back to the list of objectives. The rest were all complete, except for one at the bottom. INITIATE SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE ONCE ALL OBJECTIVES ARE COMPLETE - INCOMPLETE - PURGING OF SYSTEM MUST BE ACCOMPLISHED AS TO ELIMINATE RISK OF COVENANT RETRIEVAL OF CLASSIFIED INTELLIGENCE ACTING AGENT SHARPMEN. WOULD YOU LIKE TO INITIATE THE SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE? Jacob noticed that was the last one. He pondered to himself, even though it wasn't part of his mission objective, it was something he could, and most likely should do as everyone else had dodged the facility before completing the objectives. Jacob would have to decide on the fly, if this was to be accomplished along with his objective, he would have to finish up fast, and get it done on the way out. Jacob sighed, he pressed N on the keyboard and logged himself out of the system. Jacob then turned around, checking his rifle and leaving the control center, heading to the Archives.

[Naked Crook]

Voro: I am well. I cannot say the same for the filth that inhabited this facility. Voro paused. Voro: The filth has eaither fled, or has perished at our hands. While I relish in the idea that many Humans perished at our hands...many of them did escape...and I wish to rectify that. Their cowardice must be repayed with blood. As it must be...out Scouts have discovered another Human city not far from here. We already have small strike teams deployed, which have been mapping the area, and identifying areas of strategic importance. While the battle does go well...I wish to accelerate the deaths of the Humans. This is why I will be deploying more teams of SPeciali Operations ELites, as well as platoons of standard infantry to wither the numbers of the filth guarding the city. Voro looked at both Rah'jesh and Vhat'. Voro: I want both of you to lead seperate teams into the heart of the Human city known as Carver. Once there...you are to exterminate ANY Human you can get your hands on. The more blood you spill...the greater your rewards will be! Now go! Go and do the will of out Gods...and DESTROY the Human infestation on this world! Only their blood and clear the stain left by their desecration! Meanwhile: Director Spender was on the bridge of The Ulterior Motive. He was currently awaiting both ODST Black Team and The Risk Takers to report to the bridge and update him on their results. While he waited, he spoke with Kolya. Spender: I must admit Kolya...events are progressing as planned. While there have been a few close calls...I will be frank; I am overall pleased with what we have managed to accomplish thus far. Kolya: By that, do you mean our direct involvement with the extermination of an entire planet? Spender: This is not an extermination Kolya...this is simply a Covenant-assisted eviction. There is a difference. I didn't want all these people to die...I just could not allow their presence to interfere with what I wanted. Kolya: Sir...if I may...how can you be sure that once this is all said and done, we will be able to take ANYTHING away from The Covenant? Spender: We will not fail. We cannot fail. We have the BEST assets on our side. Kolya: It does not change the fact that The Covenant is a powerful enemy. What if, after The Covenant is done excavating this entire planet, we lack the man-power and the resources to take back what we found? We would be directly responsible for the demise of the Human race! Spender: That does not concern me. Kolya: It doesn't? Spender: No...it does not. Kolya: Why? Spender: Two reasons. The first reason is, that if the Human race is wiped out...I, along with this organization, will be sure to survive the genocide. From that point...I will have free reign to rebuild the Human race...as I see fit. That is, after all, the mandate of The Trust. We must control the entire Human race if we are to ensure its superiority, and its survival. Kolya: The second reason? Spender: Second, if I, along with the entire Trust Syndicate, meets its demise WITH the rest of the Human race...nobody will be left to give a damn about what I did. So you see, Kolya? My logic...is flawless. My planning...is flawless. Everything I do...is perfect. Kolya sighed. This did not reassure him. Spender: You do not have much faith in this plan? Kolya: I support it. I will follow your orders, and I will do everything I can to ensure that it succeeds. However...the only thing that cannot be done...is that you cannot order a man to have faith. We will be lucky if we manage to pull this off sir...I just hope you are right. Spender: Of course I am right. I am always right. Spender paused. He took a drag of his cigarette. However, he found himself interrupted when he heard an alarm coming from one of the bridge workstations. Trust Operations Officer: SIr...we have a problem. Someone is currently operation inside of DARK Facility. Spender: I gave the order to have that facility evacuated and devoid of all personnel! Why is someone still in there? Trust Operations Officer: I do not know. Whoever it was...they used an authorization code to access the main system just a moment ago. I am currently running the code against all active ONI Security Codes. Stand by...I should have an identification for you shortly. Kolya: Sir, why is DARK facility evacuated? Spender: I wanted it clear so I could send in my own team to get me a copy of the data archive, then destroy it. There is information in there that I did not want falling into the Hands of Nighthawk and Anaconda. With them here, I did not want them gathering intel on The Risk Takers. I wanted to use anomitity against those two, for once! I had a team schedualed to go...but...I do not believe they were ready to depart last time I checked. Kolya and Spender looked at each other. Trust Operations Officer: Sir...I have identified the code as belonging to a Captain Jacob Sharpmen. Spender: Ahhh...Jacob Sharpmen...such fond memories. He could of been useful...but things didn't quite work out. Spender looked over to Kolya. Spender: Kolya... Kolya: SIr? Spender: I want you to proceed to DARK Facility. FInd Jacob...and...assist him... Kolya raised an eyebrow. Kolya: Assist him? Spender: Pardon me...assist him...in his endeavour of successfully getting to the after life. I wanted you to kill him. After you have done that...I want you to bring me the data stored in DARK archives. The fact is...I don't want ANYONE having that information. Not our Bird and Snake...and not Sharp Boy. Kolya: Understood sir. Kolya saluted, as he turned to exit the bridge of the Ulterior Motive.

[Orcaid123]

Rah'jesh saluted by banging his hand onto his own chest three times, and said: Rah'jesh: They will not live to see the morning, Brother! Then he turned around, heading for the roof. On the roof his team, now there would be twenty new covenant spec ops, and two phantoms. Rah'jesh: Our mission is simple, brothers. We are to exterminate all sign of filth live, in the city so called... Carver. We'll go in by stealth of the phantoms, and kill with silence as our ally. The rest of the spec ops group all banged their chest at the same time, loudly. Then Roltee comes over to Rah'jesh, saying: Roltee: Shall I lead the second group, brother? Rah'jesh: Yes. This is the perfect time to show your worth to your brother, the covenant, and for the great journey. Now go! Roltee bowed himself, and hurried off into the second phantom, having with him the twenty new reinforcements from Revan's Creed. Rah'jesh then went on to his own phantom, with his twenty three spec ops. As both of the phantom ships lifted, they went cloaked. Now they were heading for Carver. It didn't take much time before they got there. Rah'jesh was in the cockpit, supervising the pilots. Then in the distance, he'd see the group of Hornets and Vultures. Rah'jesh: That'll mean we have to do the landing fast, and quick. Rah'jesh scouts the buildings below him, seeing clear spot for his phantom. He'd then contact Roltee: Rah'jesh: Roltee, I've found a clear building for me to land on, how about you? Roltee: I have, as well. Rah'jesh: Good. We'll meet eachother soon enough. Rah'jesh closed to call and went into the main room of the phantom. Rah'jesh: Alright brothers, when down there, I want full comm silence, only if nesescery. And silent kill, if however, we meet with a large group of people, I want the grunts to set up our move able turrets, and iniate fire upon them. Is that understood? All of them said: Understood, commander/brother/shipmaster! Some moments later, the phantoms landed, each on eachothers building. The Phantom's get's visible for a brief moment. Enough for anyone to see it, from the air, of course, or somewhere high. Rah'jesh's team went full cloaked when on the ground, and broke through the door into the building. They heard voices. All of them raised weapons, Rah'jesh motioned five of his spec - ops to investigate. Meanwhile: In a building with seven marines, one ODST, and dozen of civilian. Roger: Hurry up! We need to get to the spaceport, now people! Robert: C'mon! Robert then heard a glass break in the corridor. Robert: John, Bob. Check it out. John - Bob : Yes, sir. They went. Robert focused on the civilians, then he heard somekind of "Vysh" He turned around, having his assault rifle raised, he'd meet with the sight of two, dead, marines. Impaled by energy sword. Robert shouted! Robert: Covies! The others turned around to look, Roger motioning the two youngest of the marines to go with the other civilians. However, the remaining civilians would soon get massacared by the three elites, that were waiting by the entrance to the main hall of the building. Using their Plasma rifles on them, mainly. Robert iniated fire upon them, both of the elites dodged away into cloakness. Robert says in the comm with the brief moment he had Robert: Covies are he-.. Then the comm was interrupted by a series of shooting, but it could well be heard. The three elites had killed all the civilians, and had impaled the two ones. The remaining marines, which was three, with Roger. Robert: C'mon! We gotta get to the roof! They managed to slip past the deadly elites, only to meet with... A somewhat of a larger elite, dark black of armour, a enery sword in his hand. Rah'jesh quickly grabbed Robert by the throat, and threw Robert away. Roger and the remaining marines iniated to fire upon Rah'jesh, but only to meet more more plasma shots. They'd soon lie dead on the ground, burned by all the plasma hits. Robert lied in a corner, unconcies. Rah'jesh: Did you eliminate the others? Elite: We did, brother. Rah'jesh: Good. Let us move. And so on, all the spec ops cloaked, and continued on their path. Leaving Robert alone in the corner, thinking he was dead.

[Kairu]

Vhat' had been beside Voro since the HQ base was secured. He was now commanding a new squad, one of Spec Ops. Elites. After being given his new task, Vhat' wasted no time mobilizing. While he was on-board his stealthed phantom, he was reviewing all of the current intel gathered on Carver. The intel so far showed some of the UNSC's activity with evac-ing civilians, city layout, and outside the city's cartography. Vhat' had thought hard about how to quickly achieve his goal, continuously re-reviewing the spaceport. Vhat': "Brother, take us in low underneath the Filth's radars. Get us to the backside of that building." Vhat' had pointed out the spaceport in the distance to the pilot. He then returned to the main hatch of the phantom were the rest of his squad was. Vhat': "I will keep this short and to the point. We have been tasked to begin the assault on the Filth's attempt to 'rescue' as many of their non-combatants as possible. I have designated that our target is this large structure they are using as a retreat-port. This phantom will remain stealthed and we'll approach from the quietest and emptiest side of the building. From there, we'll all stay under active camo, infiltrate the building, setup explosives, and destroy the building from within. Our secondary objective along the way will be to sabotage and prime thier ships to detonate in port. I believe this will be the best method. This plan will crumble any hope the Filth have of leaving their planet alive." Vhat' was then interrupted by the pilot. Pilot: "Taskmaster! The Filth has aircraft in the skies around the building. We should pull out and drop a little farther back." Vhat' moved up to the cockpit and saw the hortnets and vulture in the sky. Vhat' then manually piloted the phantom to an empty street alley that had just enough room for the phantom to squeeze through. Vhat' then returned to his Brothers. Vhat': "From here, we will be as quiet as possible. Take extra battery packs for your weapons. We may be alone for awhile. I don't need to remind you all on to do your jobs, but from here, maintain silence until we reach the targets. Pick your kills wisely. This is a stealth operation." Vhat' grabbed extra batteries for his two plasma rifles. He holstered both rifles and his sword's handle. He then put on a Sangheli Spec Ops. helmet. He gave it a moment to link with the rest of his men's. When it did, he grabbed his sword's handle and held it in his right hand, activating it. The rest of his soldiers did the same with their swords and soon after, everyone went invisible. Vhat's visor showed everyone standing there as he looked to everyone, ensuring the helmet worked fine. When he was satisfied, he gave the order for the back hatch to open. Vhat' stepped forward, volunteering to jump first. He looked over the hatch's edge, the ground roughly 40 metres off the ground. He then jumped landing solidly on the ground. Four other Elites jumped and the phantom moved off into another alley dropping off more Sangheli. Vhat' wasted no time moving to the spaceport. He soon came across a line of civilians being escorted by marines. Vhat' signaled his squad to stop and they did a moment later. He surveyed the area and decided that their best option was to jump a roof to the other side of the line, as if to jump a river by stepping on stones to not interrupt the flow of the water. Vhat' and his four other squadmates had entered one of the buildings on their initial right. When they entered, they went in through the back to avoid any suspicion. When they were sure the room was clear, everyone made their way in. By now, this part of the city had been cleared. Vhat' and his men got to the roof, jumping a leap of faith onto a roof across the line of civilians. From there, they had a smooth journey reaching the spaceport

[Naked Crook]

Tye and Cameron were still in their Warthog, heading towards the spaceport to oversee the evacuation of the civilian population. As they were driving, they intercepted the transmission from Robert. Tyber: DId you hear that Cam? Sounds like hostile engagements. Cameron: Yeah...but where? Where the hell in the city is that guy? Tye shrugged. Tyber: I have no idea...but the transmission was from Lieutenant Cromwell. The problem is...I am having difficulty getting a fix on his location. He might be on the far end of the city. Cameron: Well, when you do managed to get a fix on his location, I suggest we divert. He sounds like he is in trouble. Tye nodded. Tyber: Actually...stand by... Tye tried to contact Robert by contacting the Lieutenant via his team's comm frequency. Tyber: Lieutenant Cromwell...this is Commander Vernette...do you copy?

[Orcaid123]

As Tyber speaks in the comm, Robert wakes up from the unconciuesness. He'd look around, making sure no one was in the room, then he'd reply, slowly. Robert: I'm-.. I'm here. Covies... Took out the rescue team I was with... Including the civilians... I'm at th-.. Robert coughs hard, loudly heard in the comm. Robert: I'm at the Fairy Carver hotel... Robert hoists himself up, walks over to the marine bodies, filled with plasma - burn marks. He'd curse under his breath. Then he continues to grab the assault rifle, which was formely Roger's rifle. He'd then move to the entrance to the room, making sure no one were waiting for him. Robert: Shall I make my way to the spaceport or will I get an evac? Meanwhile: Rah'jesh and the other's were moving in a temperate speed through the alleys of Carver, occasionaly assassinate some guards and civilians. Then, they meet's up with Roltee and his team. Roltee: Brother. Rah'jesh: Brothers. The scouts I've sent found a ware house, filled with ammunition and civilians. Low number of filth, with weapons. I suggest that we hit that first. Roltee: An excellent plan, brother. Rah'jesh: Alright. Let us not waste more moments then. Cloak on. Then the Special - Operationers went towards the direction of the warehouse.