"Move up!" Michael roared to the civilians as he fired his battle rifle quickly onto the incoming enemy aliens who immediately fell back in puffs of luminous blood and purple speckles.
The grey UNSC pelicans started on-loading the operating civilians as the Spartans fell under heavy fire from the storm rifles of the nearby Shanghalli warriors.
Gabriel noticed that the wounded were starting to be placed inside an emergency vehicle, the blue Spartan sighed in relief at he saw his team-mate 'Lucifer' being on-loaded to the pelican quickly and out of harm's way. The wounded and civilians were to be sent to the UNSC Battle Cruiser "Red Dusk" as soon as possible.
Gabriel fired his UNSC sniper rifle into the midst of the covenant soldiers, trying to slaughter their generals before they had a chance to regroup.
He roared into his microphone, "Admiral Wisconsin! The wounded are on pelicans awaiting orders to get out of here!"
"Send them of Spartan" The admiral responded quickly, pleased with the progress of the Spartans as well as the Marines. The blue Spartan resumed firing on the storm covenant, felling a couple of Shanghalli warriors with a single bullet.
"Gabriel! You got a bogie on your left!" Michael roared at him, the battle rifle firing loudly over his helmet coms.
The sniper turned around quickly to face a Shanghalli Storm General sprinting towards him, on his back the Shanghalli held a Carbine rifle and in the creature's taloned fist an energy sword was tightly grasped and its fury was completely focused on the Spartan IV.
Gabriel immediately acted, firing his sniper rifle at the general's knee and crippling the monster with the heavy bullet round. The elite screamed and started shuffling towards him, still holding onto his energy sword. The Spartan turned back and fired his rifle at the general...but the sniper did not fire, it had been jammed by something.
The general roared and swung its energy sword straight at him, only to have it blocked by the dysfunctional sniper rifle and thrown away with the weapon.
Gabriel looked down at the general slowly, and drew his knife to finish the Storm elite in a violent but necessary way. After ending the elite's life, the Spartan grabbed his dropped Carbine and resumed firing on the storm soldiers; quickly felling the jackals and grunts with singular headshots.
Michael came to his side, still wielding his battle rifle and firing furiously at the enemy aliens, "Raphael isn't reporting in! We should go check up on him" he sounded almost panicked over the idea of losing another team-mate.
Before Gabriel could respond, another voice interrupted him, "Negative Spartan, your objective is to assist the pelicans out of the Wary Warden and then get yourself on one of them straight to the Red Dusk!"
"But sir…" Michael started.
"But nothing Spartan! Complete your objective and get your ass on that pelican!" The Admiral roared at him via his communications, "You have a direct order and my god you better stick by it!"
Gabriel acknowledged his confirmation and nodded slowly, firing his Carbine at the last grunt and killing it instantly. The other Spartan was quiet for the rest of the trip to get to the pelican, he was obviously still milling over the prospect of his team-mate having fallen in battle.
They clambered onto the last pelican with the rest of the marines, grabbing onto the rails and preparing themselves for the flight ahead.
"Get us out of here pilot!" one of the marines shouted, holding onto his seat nervously.
The pelican started hovering up from the cold flooring and started to fly away, leaving the UNSC Frigate Wary Warden to whatever the covenant could throw at it.
Meanwhile
"Corvette on interception course Admiral, what are our orders?" The pilot spoke harshly, as if he knew how Wisconsin would answer.
"Fire up generators and prepare the Frigate for combat" He replied shortly, he was confident with his position over the attacking ship.
"Sir! The Supreme Cruiser is warming up its primary cannons and preparing to fire!" Another operator shouted, confused with the recent actions. This confused the Admiral as well, the second covenant ship had remained dormant for over three hours and was too far to fire upon or be fired by any weaponry designed by Covenant or Mankind.
'What are they playing at?' the Admiral thought to himself curiously.
"Sir! Slip-space rupture detected!" Wisconsin's second in command screamed, as soon as the Covenant Supreme Carrier disappeared of their radar sets and appeared right in front of their scanners and Frigate. It had teleported to their location in less than two seconds flat, showing up right in front of their UNSC craft and ready to fire. It was a massive ship, their frigate barely made a quarter of its hull's length and width or its weaponry.
"Sweet Lord" the admiral spoke slowly.
Without pause or hesitation, a specific cannon on the Covenant Supreme Carrier fired accurately at the primary cockpit of the Frigate, killing everyone inside and disabling the entire ship.