ME: Time to get back to the story, sorry for taking so long guys. I've been occupied.
KAT:
"Cover me!" Kat yelled. "I'm going for Seven!"
The 22-year old SPARTAN ran as fast as her legs could carry her, barely avoiding the barrage of plasma rounds and full metal jacket bullets.
Noble Seven lay down on the street screaming in pain, trying to stop the bleeding with her hands. Their MJOLNIR suits had biofoam injectors, but Kat wasn't sure if Charlie's suit was working or not.
Grabbing a canister, she put the tip on the stump and pumped the foam until it ran out. The Texan woman moaned in relief and grabbed Kat's arm.
"Thank you ma'am, thank you so much Two."
Meanwhile the soldiers of the Mother of Invention were making themselves quite a nuisance, Noble Two noted. "My name is Michael J. Caboose!" One yelled. "And I hate Innies!"
"How do our bullets taste assholes?" Grif snarled at the Covenant before a plasma round hit him in the groin. "AW, PROTECT ME PANTS!"
One of the Rebels reloaded a rocket launcher before a Kukri flew through the air and hit him in the neck.
His two comrades looked up and saw a SPARTAN with a helmet that had a skull carved into it.
"EAT SHIT AND DIE!" Emile yelled, gunning down down with a few bursts of rifle fire. "You bastards stay the hell away from my white people! If anyone's gonna kill 'em it's gonna be me!"
"Noble Leader to Noble Actual!" Carter yelled into the radio. "Sir, we have four operators down. I repeat, four uniform WIAs, all critical. We're under attack by overwhelming amounts of hostile Covenant, we need backup NOW Colonel!"
"Last mag!" Linda shouted as she reloaded.
"All available units, this is Oscar Six Hotel. Longswords are on their way and will be available to provide CAS shortly, over."
"Finally..."
LOCUS:
Meanwhile Ilsa Zane, the first of the SPARTAN-IVs, but quite a mentally unstable bitch on a good day because of ONI playing God as usual-smiled as she walked up to him.
"Has the data been secured?" The supersoldier asked.
"Yes sir!" She replied. "With this data, we can bring the fascists to their knees!"
"I'm sure of that," he replied. "General Graves sincerely thanks you."
Then just as suddenly as Halsey died, he whipped out an energy sword and decapitated her.
The eight soldiers that had breached ONI's local HQ and enabled their heist roared in outrage, but before they could fire the Elites decloaked and methodically eliminated them.
"Please don't kill me!" Doctor Rhee Sebiel pleaded. "I can-."
Locus casually withdrew a pistol and shot the scientist twice in the head. "Can't take the risk."
That done he opened up a body bag and smiled at the bound occupant.
"Hello Chief," he told his prisoner. "Or should I say Senior Chief..."
He then covered the man in hydrogen, lit up a stolen Sweet William and set fire with said cigar. Locus smirked as his former instructor screamed in pain before leaving the area.
Senior Chief Petty Officer Franklin Mendez would experience as much pain dying as he and the rest of his brainwashed brother and sisters endured during their augmentations.
ME: How was that?
Also, quick note on the XM762 SAP-HE rounds: They've been used in fanon and fanfics before (the general concept of 7.62x51mm SAP-HE rounds that is), but since I don't know who came up with the idea of rifle-caliber SAP-HE rounds I'm gonna give credit to Bungie because of the M6D.
