The Scorpion rumbled across the harsh desert sands, its main gun firing mercilessly at the fleeing Flood troops. Mostly combat forms, but a couple carrier forms, nicknamed 'fatties' by the marines. Behind the Scorpion were two covenant Wraith tanks, themselves hurling bolts of fury at the Flood.

After the fall of the fall of the Covenant Homeworld Ark to the forethought indigenous Flood, the UNSC and the Covenant had agreed to a cease-fire. With the Flood sweeping with ever-growing zeal into Human and Covenant space, the cease-fire had turned into a full-blown alliance.

Captain Harbaugh, sitting in the commander's seat of the Scorpion, yelled a battle cry, signaling the marines on the Scorpion to charge. The marines responded with immediate rage, barreling into the flood with their M5As blasting away. The Elites with their plasma pistols were not far behind.

Harbaugh sat back, and watched the show. It was amazing to watch two former enemies fighting on the same side, battling as brothers against a common enemy. Harbaugh liked the idea. It had allowed them to win this battle, and if his sources were correct, the allied forces were close to retaking Ark. Talk was already going on in London about admitting humanity in as an honorary member of the Covenant. This disturbed a few soldiers, but most people found nothing wrong with being a member of the great interstellar alliance they had once feared.

Harbaugh's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden wave of bullet fire from the hills. Combat forms, using stolen or looted M5As, were firing on the Wraith tanks. Their fire already concentrated on the lower troops, the Wraiths didn't have time to return fire. Harbaugh decided to take matters into his own hands.

He whipped his pistol out of the holster and, aiming carefully, picked off the lead Combat form. He chucked a fragmentation grenade after it, taking out three more Combats. One of the Floods realized what he was doing, and fired his rifle in Harbaugh's general direction. Feared as they were in combat, the Flood didn't have the skills or reflexes of a human using a projectile weapon. Harbaugh, having aced the basic weapons and advanced weapons training, did. Once again aiming his pistol at the Combat, he fired, blasting the Combat's head open and spraying the surrounding area with the gooey gray matter of the flood's…well, for lack of a better term…brain.

Behind him, Harbaugh could hear the cheers and whoops of gratitude from the grunts manning the Wraiths. With the ground troops knocked out of commission by the Elites and the Marines, the Wraiths turned their firing arc toward the Flood on the hill. Firing two volleys from their fuel-rod cannons, the artillery-style tanks blasted the rock out from under the Flood, causing a landslide and the Flood to be crushed under the multiple tons of earth.

The battle of Jiminy pass had been won. Before long, the whole world of Theta Omicron VI would be free from the grasp of the infection of the Flood. Proving, once again, that Humans and Covenant, grunts, Elites, jackals, and even hunters, could work together.