[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 felt the bullets hit his knee...but his right leg was cybernetic and he didn't even feel anything. Just a slight vibration through his leg, he would be fine, and his leg would continue to be operational. Black 5 thought about what he could do to give Stolt a break and run for it, but it didn't look like Stolt was running, and he couldn't give up with Black team right there. Black 5 fought everything that was resisting him and he pulled out his Socom and fired at Stolt. Meanwhile: Harrison had led the team of Agents around the facility and they were only a few meters from the entrance to the Command center. Harrison continued to watch from Limos' helmet feed. The Agents burst into the command center. Four ODSTs to their left and one to their right. Folee broke off the to the right and ran at Black 5. The other four Agents positioned themselves so they had clear shots at the other members of Black team. Simultaneously they began to fire off their weapons. Harrison then looked up to Shadow. Harrison: Where the hell is Task Force 117? Shadow's hand touched her head, she was searching. Shadow: Communications indicate they are inside the facility and holding off the Trust from entering through Bays 3 and 4. They are really getting pounded out there, sir. Harrison turned to his weapons specialist. Harrison: LT! Increase fire rate, use whatever power you need, just take down those damn ships! Coordinate with the longsword teams. Shadow: We have taken out a considerable large amount of their landing force, but more continue to arrive. Brutes and elites, with a few groups of Trust marines. Meanwhile: General Pinestar had been on the surface for a few minutes now, she had landed in bay 2 and was directing brutes and elites into the facility. Lisa: Squad One through six, move! Squad after squad moved into the facility, trying to cause as much havoc as possible. Lisa would direct them as best she could.

[Naked Crook]

Black 1 leaped out from behind cover when he saw Whiskey and Foxtrot move towards Black 2, 3, and 4. He took aim with his Assault Rifle, and lowered his aim, and put several rounds right into their legs. Based on visual inspection, those parts of their bodies seemed to have the least amount of armor. Black 1 watched Whiskey and Foxtrot fall to the ground. He walked towards them. Black 1 kept his Assault Rifle trained on Foxtrot and Whiskey. Black 2, 3, and 4 emerged from cover, only to be met by Folee's other four Agents. Black 2: We have Agents! Black 1 turned and took aim and laid down suppressive fire, forcing the Agents into cover. Black 1: Black 4! We need a smoke screen! Black 4: No can do...I'm out! Black 1: I don't care what you do...just do something! This is becoming intolerable. We have a mission here...and so far...we are behind schedual! I did not come here to fight the entire Office of Naval Intelligence alone! Black 4: Alright...I'm on it! Black 1 sighed as he continued to suppress Folee's Agents. Black 2 and 3 moved forward to assist in the suppression. Black 4 took his backpack off and set it down on the ground. What looked like a normal backpack intended to compliment the ODST BDU was, in fact, a high powered bomb. Black 4 activated the explosive device, and set the count down for 45 seconds. Black 4 activated the explosive device. As he did, he looked over to his right, and saw Stol still fighting with Black 5. Black 4 then saw Folee charging Black 5. Black 4 picked the warhead up off the ground, which was now beeping very loudly, and he threw it right at Folee. The vast weight of the device hit Folee right in the side of the head, knocking Folee to the ground. Black 4 then drew his Automag and took aim at Stolt. He fired at Stolt, along with Black 5, emptying the entire clip right into Stolt's chest, putting Stolt on the ground. Black 4 then looked at Black 5. Black 4: Common Black 5...stop screwing around... Black 4 then looked at Black 1. Black 4: Boss...we have to bug out...now! Black 1, 2, and 3 began to back up to regroup with Black 4 and 5. Black 5 began to move back towards the main entrance to the command center. Black 1: Continue suppression...and fall back!

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 reloaded his magnum and continued to move backward, firing at the Agents. Once they were clear, he ran off with Black team. Folee stood up and examined the thing that was thrown at him...he heard the timer...30 seconds. Folee: Bomb! Folee picked up the bomb and hefted it down the hallway they entered. Folee: Everyone take cover! All the Agents jumped over the terminals and took cover behind computer stations and monitors, dragging Whiskey, Tango, and Foxtrot into cover as well. They all huddled behind cover and then the bomb went off, creating a massive explosion and destroying the hallway they were in before. Folee looked over his cover. Folee: Clear!

[lynksys]

Stolt looked at his chest and checked is vitals. He was fine. The slow, fat .50 slugs from the Magnum sure did pack a punch, but their problem was the low penetration power. The ballistic plates on his torso had been punched through, causing the slugs to deform and slow down enough to be stopped by the multiple layers of Kevlar underneath. He looked over at Whiskey and Tango. They hadn't been so fortunate and have received several shots to the legs. Some rounds managed to tear through. They'd survive, but they certainly wouldn't be walking out. Foxtrot: I'm good to go, but we can't exactly med-evac those two out of here with a clone army headed our way. And Black Team certainly didn't come down here to "just" take out Citadel defenses to clear way for an invasion force. He paused for a moment to retrieve his weapons and reload them. Foxtrot: Agent Folee, any idea on what deep, dark secrets ONI might be burying down here?

[Hells Sniper]

Agent Folee and the others stood. Folee: My guess is as good as yours...although, our Agent clearance should be able to get us into the systems. Limos, get on it. Carmicle...help the wounded. Colby, lock it down with me. Carmicle nodded and began to work his magic on Whiskey and Tango. Colby and Folee covered the entrances. Limos headed over to one of the working terminals and began to access the system. Limos: A lot of stuff is down...weapons, communications, security clearance systems. The Invasion force has every door open for them. Limos paused. Limos: Admiral are you catching all this? Harrison was watching Limos on his helmet feed, he was picking up everything they were saying. Harrison: Roger that, Agent. Limos nodded and began to talk again. Limos: So, that fifth Black Team ODST? MacLaren: Honestly...who was he? Harrison: Agent Limos, could you please figure out how they entered this facility? Limos: Searching now, Admiral. Limos was trying to access any files he could, but most of the system was down, however, he managed to scrap up the last hour of communications logs. He was reading them as fast as he could. Limos: Holy hell...guys listen up. Carmicle, Colby, Folee, and MacLaren all looked at Limos. Harrison leaned forward to the monitor screen from the Crimson Shadow. Limos: According to the logs...about two minutes after our arrival in the system an unidentified Trust prowler entered the Citadel's detection grid. According to the log, the prowler provided clearance codes...but the clearance codes were that of Agent Sharpmens. Limos paused. Limos: According to whoever provided the codes, apparently Agent Sharpmen himself... he said that he had managed to escape the Trust destroyer inside the prowler by jumping to slipspace. Harrison: Impossible, we would have detected the rupture. Limos: It goes on to say that he said, and I'm quoting here, "ONI thinks I died in a crash. I was able to escape just in time by jumping to slip space with this prowler. The past thirty hours has been composed of me doing random jumps and removing the tracker on this prowler to shake the Trust. I need to get inside, officer. I haven't slept in 2 days...and I have some wounds that need attention. Now please. Let me in." Limos paused, everyone in the room was silent. Limos: This cannot be right Admiral...it had to have been one of the ODST Black Team members. Carmicle: How would they have gotten his security codes? They couldn't have done that! Harrison reread the logs, he shook his head. It couldn't be right...but there was only one other way to prove it. Harrison: Agent Limos, can you get security footage at the moment the prowler landed in the bay? Limos nodded, his hands warped across the terminal bringing up security footage. Limos: Two Agents and three Medical officers went to greet him...oh my god...holy shit. Harrison: Agent, pause that image! Limos paused the security footage. The image being shown on the security system was of an ODST in all black...wielding a gold plated sniper rifle, with a cybernetic left arm. Harrison: Mother of God... Limos: Admiral...can that be..? Harrison stood straighter, staring down at the camera feed in front of him. Harrison: It most certainly can be... Limos: But-- MacLaren: Could one of you please explain to the rest of us what it is that you see!? Limos looked up. Limos: The fifth ODST is Jacob.

[Naked Crook]

Black Team continued to move through The Citadel. Black Team could hear gun fire echoing through the halls. Between the gun fire, the sounds of Brutes growling, and the battle cries of Elites, Black Team was pretty much in the clear to move unimpeded. Black 1: Black 2...where are we going? Black 2: Well...sir...we are currently in Epsilon wing. THis wing contaiins the command center, and several administration offices. I have been looking at the schematics...and we need to get to Alpha wing...which is on the far side of the facility, Alpha wing contains the biiological and chemical R&D labs, as well as storage. If the genetic samples belonging to The Risk Takers are in this facility...they are going to be in the cold storage located in Alpha wing. Black 1 nodded. Black 1: What else does this place have? Black 2: Beta wing is devoted to weapons R&D. Charlie wing is dedicated to aerospace engineering. Delta wing houses the cyber warefare R&D. And we have Gamma wing which is...restricted to senior flag officers. There is no information besides that on this PDA. Black 1 thought for a moment. Black 1: Our priority is getting to Alpha wing. If we have time...we may go and check out Gamma wing. Black 2...take point. Meanwhile: Hayes looked at the senosrs. There was still a massive influx of Pelicans flying to the surface of Midnight, on a direct course for The Citadel. Hayes: This is absolutlty insane. They are just flying at us...in absolutely incredible numbers. Hayes sighed. HAWK: Sir...I have been monitoring the ONI comm lines...and I have just picked up something...rather disturbing. Hayes: Lay it on me... HAWK: ODST Black Team has been detected inside The Citadel. Their typical 4 member team has been increased to five. The fifth member has been identified as possibly being Agent Sharpmen. Hayes turned his head and glared at HAWK. Hayes: What!? Hayes had a confused look on his face. Hayes: How can that be? Jacob is... HAWK: Dead? Hayes shook his head. Hayes: Yes! Could he be a clone? HAWK: According to what I have intercepted...this...ODST...is in possesion of Jacob's weapons AND posses the same artifical limbs as Agent Sharpmen did. Based on what we have in front of us...it appears that Agent Sharpmen has...defected. Hayes hung his head. Hayes: I cannot believe that... HAWK: You mean...you don't want to believe that...but imperical data says you MUST believe it. Sir...action is required. If a decision is not made concerning Agent Sharpmen's trechery...lives could be lost...MORE lives could be lost. There must be decisive action... Hayes paused. Hayes: Inform all teams of this development. Order them to...shoot to kill...

[Erex]

Seth and demon squad were being over run by ONI marines. Seth:Into the citadel fola detonate ammo on my mark make sure to laod up. Demon squad loaded their ammo and move towards the citadel ebtering the complex Seth:Detonate. meanwhile ONI marine:We got more oh shitt the ammo crates detonated killing the marine injuring more. Seth:Where are we? Fola: I dont know but lets kill whoever aint Trust. Demon squad enters a room and sees some ONI personnel Seth whispering:Frag out seth holds the grenade cooking it and tossed it in time to kill as many in the room as possible. Seth:Black squad me and demon squad are in the citadel do you need backup?

[Hells Sniper]

Folee glared at Limos. Folee: No! Fuck that, he couldn't have defected! Carmicle: Agent, calm down! Folee: I won't fucking calm down. That man devoted his entire life to ONI and the UNSC...why defect...how long had he been planning that! Bullshit! Limos was talking to Harrison who had just been informed of Hayes' order over the comms. Limos: You're on team wide chat, Admiral. Everyone listened up. Harrison: Agents...Operatives...due to the circumstances at hand, orders have been given that you are to shoot to kill any member of ODST Black Team. No quarter given...I repeat...shoot to kill. Folee: Admiral...it ca-- Harrison: If it isn't him..and you manage to kill him, then alas, you ended the rumor. Yet if it is him...and you do indeed kill him, you have ended the onslaught he may cause, the onslaught he is causing. The message is being relayed to all ground teams...shoot to kill. Folee sighed. Folee: Aye, aye, Admiral. Harrison: Black Team was after something here...follow them and stop their progress at all costs. Task Force 117, as well as all other ground forces are engaged with Trust military forces. The eight of you are the only chance we have. Carmicle: Five, Admiral. Whiskey and Tango have been hit...one of us has to stay behind to keep them up. Harrison sighed. Harrison: Five it is...once TF117 gets a break I will try and direct them to you. Good luck Agents. Harrison out. The communication link cut and the room was left silent. Colby finally spoke after a slight silence and cocked his shotgun. Colby: You heard the Admiral...let's get moving. The group had obviously been struck by the news, Folee was pissed. MacLaren and Limos were upset, Carmicle was angry and upset. Yet, Colby was one of the ones to remain calm and leave emotions out of it. Colby: Let's go guys. Whose staying behind? Meanwhile: Harrison stepped backwards from the computer and he sat in his command chair. Harrison: Have you notified ground teams? Shadow: Yes, sir. Harrison nodded, he rubbed his forward. Harrison: Defection...Jacob Sharpmen defected...that is not the Jacob I remember. Nor is it the Jacob I know...he would never do something like that. Harrison looked at the image displayed on the monitor in front of him, it was one of Black 5. Harrison: Yet...there he is. Harrison shook his head. Harrison: Why Jacob...just why? Meanwhile: Lisa was in hangar bay 2, another platoon of elites and brutes landed and she sent them into the facility. After a few more minutes, Lisa decided it was her time for her team to move in. Lisa: Alright boys...let's go. Lisa was carrying a battle rifle and socom with her. She was leading a squad of nine Trust marines into the facility. Lisa moved forward, hearing the sounds of brutes and elites, she figured they would have a good ten minutes before they ran into resistance. Meanwhile: Black 5 moved forward, reloading all of his weapons and checking his guns. He heard the comment about Gamma wing and his curiosity got the better of him. Black 5: Oh, we are definitely checking out Gamma wing. Black 5 moved forward, trying to shake the fact that he had just fought Stolt. To be honest, the whole situation had felt rather familiar. Back when he was with ONI...back when he fought Nighthawk and Anaconda. Back when he fought his commanding officer. But that was entirely different, wasn't it? He was fighting a terrorist...rather his CO disguised as a terrorist. He was fighting for ONI...and he wasn't being used as a puppet because his CO was the terrorist. Black 5 shook his head. It was different...because back then he was still fighting for something he believed in. Yet over time, all that manipulation, all the secrets, everything...it pushed him to where just a simple drug and 24 hours of "persuasion" turned him to the Trust. Well, turned part of him to the Trust. He wasn't entirely there. There was still a part of him, on the inside, withholding all this information he knew. Withholding weapon designs, facilities, and even ship designs from the Trust. There was still a part of him that couldn't...no, that wouldn't tell the Trust about Nighthawk. There was a still part of him that wouldn't reveal Vernette's secret....that was still fighting the blackness that surrounded him.

[Erex]

Seth and Demon squad pushing into the citadel Seth:Hopefully they answer soon.

[Naked Crook]

Black Team heard the call from Seth. Black 1 replied. Black 1: Demon Squad? Who the hell is Demon Squad? Identify yourself!