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Warren was sitting beside a crashed pelican with the 2 other privates, "Anthony!, don't be so rash, we need to think here!"Warren said into the com. There situation was dire and one more solider running in blind wasn't going to make any difference at all. It was useless, Anthony was gone. One of you open a com channel with our ship, now! The privates obeyed.

"This is master Sargent Warren Henry, Able company, Our situation is now FUBAR (F.ucked up beyond all reorganization, real military term) and need reinforcements. Most of Able is captured by Forerunner machines and only 4 free marine's. get here ASAP."

He put the com down and ordered the Privates to sweep the area for Hostiles, this was there last stand for the moment and Warren would do everything he could to keep it.

Captain Flagg rested his chin upon his open palm, sitting down in the commanding chair on the bridge. He watched the recorded video of the Sentinels making their suicidal impacts into his Pelicans, killing his men. Which each impact his heart fluttered once in silent mourning. A great many deaths had been dealt by machines, and an A.I. who showed no remorse for killing. It was obviously highly advanced but it had no "feeling" so it could never win against Angel, and that's what those Marines needed. His unending hazel eyes watched as Echo-407 crashed into the earth. May their souls rest in peace.

He continued to watch in horror as the Sentinels massacred his men until finally he pressed the button on his chair that would shut off the video. Flagg sat up straight and closed his eyes, rubbing his temple with his right hand trying to focus his anger on the Sentinels not as hate, but simply as an enemy. They were smart, had superior technology, and were fast. The only thing they had was massive firepower when they worked together, and from the video he had seen his troops inside were sure to have lost all their morale. They needed something, and they needed it soon. "Angel, how long would it take to mobilize a quick response team?"

"It should take only a few minutes; most of our troops are on stand by, sir. Did you have someone in mind?"

Captain Flagg opened his eyes and nodded his head, "Hammer and Sierra-019."

"Working on it now, sir."

"Oh, and Angel? I want you to go with them; they'll need you more than we will."

"Aye, sir.



Commander Hammer grabbed his MA6B Pulse Action Assault Rifle off the crate he had set it down against and quickly checked to see that everything was in order. A squad of eight O.D.S.T.'s had assembled in the troop bay full loaded and ready to fight for their fellow soldiers. They all stood in a single file line in front of the insertion ships troop bay at attention, the SPARTAN among them. Michael made sure that his seven spare clips of ammunition were strapped tightly to his body and the new prototype body armor O.N.I. had sent as a birthday present. Every one of the O.D.S.T.'s had been given either a MA6B PA AR or a MA6K Cut-Away Variant, both equal in the ability to dish out a load of pain.

Hammer stepped in front of the Marines feeling not the weight of his armor, but rather the data chip in his chest pocket. "Listen up, we're going down there to get our boys back and to kick some a**. There's a crazy a** A.I. that wants to freeze 'em up and pack 'em down but we're not going to let that happen! Am I right, Marines?!" "Sir, yes sir!" "Pile in! Pack your bags and get some a**, we're the U-N-S-C!" "Hou-rah!!!" The O.D.S.T.'s and the SPARTAN piled into the troop bay of the insertion craft, also a little present from O.N.I. called the 721-IIC or Infantry Insertion Craft. Once the men were inside he stepped into the craft's troop bay and hit the hatch button sealing them inside. He felt it shudder as they began to ascend into the black abyss before going into what was quickly becoming known as the Hell-Shell. He reached into his chest pocket and pulled out the data chip, looking at the sky blue circle in the middle before reaching behind his helmet and plugging in the chip. Immediately a cool sensation of flooding came over his mind, like someone had just stuck his brain in a tub of cool river water.

"By orders I'm supposed to protect you at all costs while we're down there Angel. You ready?"

Angel's voice came from inside his mind this time, her presence definite.

"Let's kick some a**, sir."

He continued to run as fast as he could. His legs felt weaker by the second, and his breath felt more and more like a gust of wind with each step he took. From what the CO said, he had to pause for a moment in his mind to comprehend that people made it through alive in this place.
"I copy sir. I need you to tell me where I need to be." he said, slapping his Armor Peircing rounds into the chamber while he ran.

Anthony stoped running for a moment. The Lieutenant left the COM on, and Anthony could sware he heard the Captain say 'Spartan'.

"SIR! Did I hear someone say Spartan?" He asked, ducking away from sight for the time being.

Seth grinned "That's right Karr, SPARTAN. Told you we were getting some special re-enforcements. Be advised Karr, we're probably being watched. Try and contact the Monterey and report our status and our new friends."

Seth was impressed by how big SPARTAN armor really was. This very well could be their salvation.

"That and..." Seth eyes couldn't believe it, He recognized her from a photo from an intel report, "We also have...Doctor Hasely." Seth couldn't believe it.

"This is Commander Hammer, go ahead Sergeant."

"Roger that, we're moving in fast on intercept course alpha-zero-niner-charlie. Be advised we're coming in blazing."