Woot! I think this stories gonna be a good'un... Let's move on!

Chapter 2: The Lost SPARTAN
"Nicole, if I asked your opinon, I'd need an answer," the Chief snarled.
"Sorry, sir," apoligized the female SPARTAN.
"Sir, we've got someone on the outside. And from the looks of things, hes another SPARTAN."
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A grim smile formed under the SPARTAN's helmet. A quick blast from his sub machine gun (SMG) brought down about 20 or 30 flood infection forms. He used the butt of his gun, and slammed it into the face of a Carrier form. POP! The parasites inside flew out, spreading like zombies.
"I'm gonna need a bit more firepower..." he decided, and glanced for something. There! A Gauss 'Hog! He sprinted to it, using the butt of his gun as a deadly weapon, and jumped in it. He quickly glanced at the ARK. "What a bunch of jerkoffs..." he scowled, and manned the turret. FFFOOOM! A rocket shot out, exploding on impact with about three Carriers. He grinned with satisfaction- the flood didn't stand a chance!
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FFFOOOOM!
"What-the-hell... was THAT?" asked the Chief.
"From the looks of it, that helluva man SPARTAN got a Gauss 'Hog. Oh, damn! He is GOOD! Chief, you should take lessons, and grow some hair on yer chest."
"Johnson, cut the chat. Everyone, check your weapons, we're gonna give them hell."
The score of marines, Johnson, and the two SPARTANs checked their weapons. John held up 3... 2... 1...
"GO!"
The door of the Ark unhatched, and everyone jumped out.

'Huh?' thought the SPARTAN to himself, looking at the twenty-three charge out. He shrugged. "Screw it." He blasted away the Flood with ease, and satisfaction.
"Everyone, get to a hog! SPARTANs in one hog, marines in all others!" There were about eight 'Hogs, three Gauss, five Manual-Turrets. Nicole, John, and the other SPARTAN all piled in one hog. Nicole enjoyed herself by throwing off random grenades, exploding all over the Flood. It was turning into a toxic hell, quick and fast.
The Chief opened his Comm. "Everyone, drive behind me! When I pull over, come with me!"
By the looks of it, this was gonna be a long trip.