[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

When Tye heard the all clear from Cameron, he raised his hand and pointed it forward, essentially giving Harmony and Jesse the signal to start moving forward. Tye led the group forward into The Apex Applied Research Building, his weapons raised and at the ready. Tyber: Keep your eyes sharp. We are now on The Trust's home turf. They already have the advantage in terms of numbers, but now they have the homefield advantage now. There will be no room for screw ups. Keep the flank covered at all times. Tye, along with Fireteam Harmony and Jesse, entrred into what was once the main lobby of thr building. Cameron was already in the lobby, holding position, waiting for further orders. Cameron: Where to Tye? Where are we headed? Tye thought for a moment. He considered his options. Tyber: It is tough to say. Without much intel...we are flying blind. We could just go all out and sweep this building...but that is far too blunt. We need something precise. Tye paused. Tyber: Lets head upwards...see if we can find an intel source. Cameron...take point and lead us up the stairs. We will head up a few floors then fan out. Meanwhile: ODST Black Team was already on the move. They were moving quickly to prevent any information leaks. They were sprinting through the corridors of the building, going from room to room, kicking the doors in, and killing anyone inside. Black Team moved quickly, and ruthlessly, showing no remorse or compassion to the people that they killed. Black 1: Jacob...take the two rooms at the end of the hallway. Clear them out if need be. Black 1 looked at Black 2: Black 1: Black 2...get in contact with our other teams. Verify which floors have yet to be swept. Black 2 nodded. Black 1: Black 3...get in touch with the Division 7 Recons. Tell them to hunt down The UNSC forces and engage on sight. Black 3: Copy that. Black 1: Black 4...get a sitrep on Hoffman. Find out where he is. Black 4: Will do! Black 1 then proceeded to follow behind Jacob. Black 1: Shake the lead out Jacob. We don't have all day. Meanwhile: Nighthawk and Anaconda had stayed back at their Warthog. Anaconda was waiting for Nighthawk to to grab a piece of equipment out of The Warthog. Anaconda: You should hurry up. Nighthawk reached behind the drivers seat, as he grabbed his jetpack. Nighthawk: I know...I know...hold your horses. Nighthawk strapped the jetpack onto his back. He took a moment to adjust it on his back. Nighthawk: Slright...good to go. Anaconda: So what is the point of that thing in close-quarters? Nighthawk: Every little bit helps. The fact is...I will need it to move away if one of those damn Risk Takers gets too close. Anaconda shook his head and laughed. Anaconda: You and your tech. Nighthawk: Technology solves any problem. With enough technology...I csn do anything. I don't need to be as big or as strong...so long as I can find a technical solution. Anaconda laughed again. Anaconda: Is that why I have to keep saving your hide? Nighthawk shook his head. Nighthawk: No. You have to keep saving my hide because I like to bite off more than I can chew. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Besides...I have to keep you on your toes somehow. Anaconda grunted. Nighthawk: In any case...we should catch up. Common. Nighthawk brgan to sprint forward, with Anaconda in tow.