[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Naked Crook]

Black 2, Black 3, and Black 4, barged through a rooftop access dor, and saw the Prowler hovering overhead, preparing to land. Black 2: I have never been so happy to see a Prowler in my life. When it lands...get on board! Meanwhile: Black 1 was confused. Black 1: That was way too easy...but I am not gonna question it. You're right...lets go! Black 1 paused. Black 1: I'll cover the flank. You take point Black 5! Keep your eyes open! Black 1 and Black 5 started to move. Black 1 then radioed Lisa, who was in the Prowler. Black 1: General...this is Black 1. I am with Black 5, and we are coming up. Did the other members of Black Team make it up yet? Meanwhile: Nighthawk and Anaconda were running through Alpha Wing, moving as fast as they could towards Gamma Wing. Anaconda was on point, following the scent of Black Team. This allowed the duo to follow Black team's exact movements. The duo entered Gamma Wing. Their pace did not slow down as they bolted through the corridors.

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 nodded and ran up the stairs, eventually they made it to the top just as the prowler landed. Lisa and two marines were standing at the bay doors. Lisa: Black Team...get the hell on board, now! Meanwhile: Troy saw Nighthawk and Anaconda burst through the doors. Troy: Oh these guys... Meanwhile: Harrison was on the bridge of the Crimson Shadow, he had watched the events unfold. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Shadow was standing there, next to him, arms crossed behind her back. Shadow: Admiral... Harrison: Recall ground teams...send out medical teams with the reserves. And...contact Hayes and Burke, we have to meet with the Commander. Shadow: Sir, there is still a chance to catch them. Harrison: At the risk of more men and possibly Spartans. I am not doing that, casualties are already high enough! Harrison paused and leaned on the holotable. Harrison: Send some engineering teams once it's all clear as well...I want the Citadel back online.

[lynksys]

Stolt moved around slowly and walked out of the freezer. The armor was qualified for keeping him alive in the cold vacuum of space, but the freezer inside was a different experience. He brushed his gloves fingers against the hardened plates of his armor, scraping off some frost. Within seconds, the armor refrosted as the moisture in the air froze on contact with the cold metal. He'd just have to endure it. As his body temperature began to return to normal, his skin felt like it was being pricked by pins all over the place. All he could do now was keep his mind off of his discomfort. His MA5B was a sturdy rifle, but it wasn't built to function in the cold environment. A tug on the bolt confirmed his fears. The metal parts had frozen and stuck to one another. He could try to force it at the risk of possibly damaging his weapon, so he decided to just check on it every few minutes. Slowly, he walked over towards the other ONI personnel.

[Kairu]

James: "Agent Carmicle, with your permission, I would like to return to the King Raven. I feel like I can't feel my toes. That cold wasn't anything near what I am used to on Aurigae VI." James said snivelly. The cold was starting to freeze his toes and although the temperatures maybe be normal for others to endure, James never felt the temperature below 10°C. His body was basically going through a shock. The rest of Sigma Squad was still capable after a few more minutes to warm up.

[Hells Sniper]

Once the other members of Sigma were out, Carmicle began to help James head out of the freezer. Carmicle: I heard Aurigae VI was paradise...don't worry, we can get you warmed up in a jiffy. Carmicle and James were eventually out of the freezer with the rest of Sigma and the Agents. Eventually, they would all be ready to move in a few moments. When Carmicle looked down the hallway he saw Limos running in with a few other marines. Carmicle: Limos! How'd you get over here? Limos: ONI is recalling ground teams so they sent medical teams with more marines. I told them I wasn't leaving without you. Whiskey and Tango were taken back to the Raven for medical assistance, so I came to check on you guys. Limos looked around, he saw Folee and MacLaren were shot, and everyone else was...shivering. Limos: What happened? MacLaren: Long story...we'll tell you in the report. Limos nodded and looked at the marines behind him. He pointed to the freezer and the marines ran to the door, standing guard. Limos: Guess we'll need a science team down here to figure out what happened here. Carmicle and Folee nodded. Carmicle: Probably.

[Kairu]

(I think Rewill was shot three times too. Twice in the chest and once in the knee.) James: "Thank you, Sir." Sigma Squad hudled around except for Rewill, he was losing blood through his shot in the leg. The cold freezer helped slow down the bleed and infection rate, but now that everyone was out of the freezer, the wound was warming up as well.

[Hells Sniper]

(alright, my bad) Once everyone had been settled, Carmicle turned to Rewill and filled his wounds with biofoam to stop the bleeding. The biofoam sealed the wounds and the bleeding stopped almost instantly. Carmicle: Graves will want to see you on the Raven when you get back. From there, Carmicle did as much as he could. Rewill would survive. He turned to Limos. Carmicle: Where's the ride? Limos: Two pelicans on the remnants of the bridge, once Sigma is set, we can haul you guys out of here. One to the Raven, the other to the Shadow. Carmicle nodded and turned to James. Carmicle: LT, give your team as much time as they need. Once you are ready, we'll start moving you guys. I have three Agents to move as well, so the marines over there are going to help you guys. Carmicle turned back to Limos and began to converse.

[Naked Crook]

Meanwhile: Nighthawk and Anaconda bolted past Troy, not even giving him a second thought. The duo had other matters to attend to, namely, Black Team. Anaconda: They went in there! Anaconda pointed at the stairwell access. Nighthawk: The roof! They are evacing! The two ran as fast as they could, going into the stairwell, running up the stairs as fast as they could. Nighthawk: Use whatever means necessary to stop them. Live fire! Meanwhile: Black 1 looked at the rest of BLack Team. Black 1: Go! Get on board! The rest of black Team nodded. They ran up the ramp, heading into the Prowler, while Black 1 kept them covered. He kept his automag aimed at the roof top access door, and waited for anything to come through. Black 1 then looked at the Marines standing guard. Black 1: Alright...you guys next. Go! The two Marines nodded. As they started to back up, Nighthawk and Anaconda broke through the roof top access door, both of them with their weapons in hand. Nighthawk: Alright...open up on these guys. Nighthawk fired his weapon at Black 1, but Black 1 when low and evaded the shot. Anaconda aimed his Spiker and his Mauler at the two Marines that were near Black 1, and took them both down. Black 1 scrambled up the ramp into the Prowler, as he was under fire. Black 1: Go! Get us the hell out of here! Nighthawk and Anaconda kept firing on the Prowler, their projectiles bouncing off the hull of the Prowler as it took of. The Prowler hovered above the LZ, looking down at them. Anaconda looked at Nighthawk. Anaconda: Are we any match for this thing? Nighthawk: I dunno...but I sure wish we would of brought the Mass Driver with us. One round from that and this Prowler would be thinking twice. Nighthawk then heard buzzing on his comms. Nighthawk: I have a signal coming in. Nighthawk listened to the comm flickering in and out. Nighthawk: I think whoever is trying to get through, I am not the only one receiving...my HUD says this transmission is not a unicast transmission, but rather, a broadcast. Nighthawk then heard a voice through the comm. Temple: This is Commander Temple...to all points, I am currently in the process of reinitializing The Citadel Operating System. I have managed to repair the damage caused by Black Team, and a basic system init will be complete in a matter of moments. At which time, we will begin initializing base functions, starting with lock down procedures to prevent any further movement between the wings. Nighthawk heard this, and immediately jumped into the transmission, and cut Temple off. Nighthawk: Commander Temple...do not waste your time initializing the lockdown procedures. We need the Citadel AA turrets online...right away! Temple: Who the hell is this? Nighthawk:ODST Black team is escaping, with an ONI Asset in hand. They are in a Prowler over Gamma Wing! Get the AA Turrets online! Temple: I have no idea who you are soldier...and I need an authentication code before I can do that! Nighthawk: I am not military! I don't have an authentication code. Temple: Then who are you? Nighthawk: Just trust me on this sir...get the AA Guns online...please! Temple: I know for sure that my head is going to be on a silver plate for this one...but...it is not every day you hear someone say "please". If Black Team is escaping...we need the AA Turrets anyway. Might as well bump it up. Alright soldier...initializing AA turrets. They will be active in two minutes across the board! Nighthawk then looked at Anaconda. Nighthawk: Big guy...we have to distract this Prowler for two minutes. You do know what this means...right? Anaconda reloaded his weapons. Nighthawk did the same. Anaconda: I think I have an idea... Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Alright...lets make ourselves look like tempting targets. Be as annoying as possible...and get their attention. Let's make them WANT to gun us down.

[Erex]

Seth: Glad you made it.

[Naked Crook]

Black 1 looked at Seth and sighed. Black 1: I am glad that we made it as well. Between an army of Marines and a Spartan IV engagement...we are damn lucky.