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0004 hours, October 18, 2552 (revised date Military Calendar)/ near surface of Moon
Log 5, Capt. Matthew Jacobson.
Lieutenant Davies and I are preparing to land on an abandoned supply station. The idea is to find some fuel calls and get back home before more Covenant troops arrive. We also need to find some food. We are running dangerously low on it.
End Log.
The Sergeant sat down on one of the padded seats on the Pelican. Kenny stood in the corner sharpening his two combat blades while Dylan talked to another marine aboard. The Sergeant walked up to him.
"What's your name marine?" he asked.
"Private Moody sir," the man replied.
"Nice to meet you. Do you know this man?" the sergeant asked while pointing to Dylan.
"Yes," the man replied.
"And you admit that," the Sergeant responded with a chuckle.
Dylan stared at the Sergeant as all the marines had a good long laugh.
"Its alright Dylan," the Sergeant said, "Just having some fun."
The Sergeant turned around and faced Moody.
"So do you know if we have anything use full in this tank with wings?" the Sergeant asked.
"Well sir, we have four Sub Machine Guns, five battle rifles and that thing over there," Moody said as he pointed to a rocket launcher tangled in the net above them.
"That is a rocket launcher Private," the Sergeant said, "You're a new recruit aren't you."
"Yes, I shipped out of basic two weeks ago," Moody responded.
"Don't worry," Kenny said from the corner of the room," Killing is easy, now dying, that's the hard part."
The Captain walked in and the room fell to silence. He looked around and when he was sure every one was at attention he began to speak.
"Listen up everyone. In approximately five minutes we will dock with an abandoned re-supply station. Once inside we will search for two things, fuel and food. Are there any questions?" the Captain asked.
"Sir, we don't even know if there's air in there. I mean, it is abandoned," one of the marines announced.
"That will not be a problem," Archimedes said over the many speakers in the craft," This Pelican was designed for covert space missions. It has a total of ten pressure suits."
"Well that settles it. Davies, prepare to dock," the Captain said.
Davies pressed a blue button on the wall and grabbed the wheel. The Pelican rumbled as it sank toward the surface of the moon. Davies pulled up and the Pelican glided up toward the structure. The pelican stopped and hovered in place.
"Hang on. Things might get shaky," Davies shouted over the radio.
The Pelican docked with the structure with a loud clump. A smile flittered over Davies face as he spoke into the speaker.
"We are docked. Is everyone ready?" Davies asked.
The Marines and the Captain were finished getting in to the jet-black pressure suits. The Captain grabbed his data pad and downloaded Archimedes to it's hard-drive. The marines grabbed hold of the sides of the pelican and activated their pressure suits. They all hissed in unison. The Captain gave the thumbs up signal to Davies who then shut the cockpit door tight.
"Door opens in five seconds," Davies said on the radio.
The marines drew out their rifles and stood ready. The door to the pelican slowly opened along with the stations door. The doors stopped suddenly with a hiss. The Sergeant jumped out first and surprisingly landed with a crash on the floor.
"Artificial gravity must still be active," the Captain announced.
"No kidding," the Sergeant grumbled.
All seven men jumped out into the dark room. They turned on there built in flashlights. The room was simple. There Diamond plate on the floor with airtight walls surrounding. A large door stood on the other side of the room. The men slowly edged toward it. Three men got on each side of the door. The Captain stood in front of it.
"Archimedes, I need you to unlock this door," the Captain said.
"Aye sir," Archimedes replied.
The Captain stepped to the side as the door slid open. The marines bolted in, rifles drawn. The Captain walked in with his Magnum and scanned the room.
Nothing. The Sergeant waved his hand and the marines slowly walked to the center of the room. The Captain shined his light around the room. It was full of metal crates that were neatly stacked on top of each other.
"Marines, check all these crates for something useful," the Captain ordered.
The marines walked around the room and shined their lights on the crates. They opened the first ones and found several MA5B's and M6D's along with a few boxes of ammunition. The marines each took one MA5B. They continued searching and found several other things like out dated marine armor and two warthogs that were underneath a brown cloak. Jacobson walked up to an unmarked crate and opened it. He stared at the contents. Several clear containers of a clear blue fluid all marked with a biohazard warning. To the side several sheets of paper were neatly stacked. The Captain picked up the papers and pointed his light onto them. He stared in shock at what he saw. Written on the papers were rows of three-digit numbers each with a profile next to them. He flipped the page to find several maps of ONI CASTLE base on Reach. HE turned the page again and began to tremble. Outlined in red were several X-Rays and genetic codes, along with a designated three-digit number. The Captain searched through the papers and fan schematics of the MJOLNIR Mark IV.
"Sir, " the Sergeant interrupted, "We found something."
The Sergeant led him to another crate, which the Marines were busy opening. The top flew open and landed with a crash on the floor. Inside were three glowing rods.
"Excellent work marines. Take these fuel cells to the Pelican," said the Captain.
Two marines lifted the crate together and carried off. The rest of the marines crowded around the Captain awaiting the next set of orders. The Captain activated his data pad.
"Archimedes, pull up a map of the structure and tell me were the food is stored."
"Sir, the mostly likely places are at the other side of the facility," said Archimedes
"Very well, lets get this door open," said the Captain.
"One moment," Archimedes replied.
The doors hissed opened and the marines walked in only to find two extremely shocked MP's on the other side. The MP's raised their rifles and sounded the alarm. At this point all weapons were securely aimed at the squad. Two men escorted Davies and the two men that left wit the fuel rods to the group.
"Put your weapons down marines," the Captain shouted out, "That s an order."
The MP's kept their positions. The Sergeant had enough.
"You do not disobey a superior officer. Do you understand," the Sergeant yelled.
A shot rang out and the Sergeant scowled as he took a step back. A voice echoed in the room.
"Now, now. That's not a very hospitable way to treat a guest."
A man walked past the guards and up to Jacobson.
"Captain Jacobson, nice to see you again," the man said.
"It's nice to see you to Colonel Ackerson," the Captain responded.