Chapter Three
Onboard UNSC Battleship "Reign of Power"
1045 hours, November 14,2552 (Military Calendar)/
The Reign of Power is the pride of the UNSC; it is their first battleship class ever. It is the largest ship ever constructed by the UNSC. Onboard are three MAC guns that have a faster rate of fire and reloading rate than most ships. The ship runs on two fusion reactors and one spare reactor for backup. Three more battleships are supposed to come out in the next month.
Admiral Parker stood on the bridge, awaiting the arrival of the commander and Spartan-511. The three of them exchanged salutes and greeted one and another.
"Thanks for getting us out of that jam," said the commander scratching his head.
"Sir, permission to speak freely?" asked Roy
"Permission granted"
"What happened in orbit?" inquired the Spartan.
"The first wave the covenant sent four destroyers. The few ships we had didn't stand a chance. Later we sent more ships, the battle was in our favor until those other ships appeared and later that capital ship. Then the commander got in contact with me and asked for EVAC and so I sent you guys a pelican and that's it," Replied the admiral with a blank look.
"Oh, and one more thing Spartan-511 report to the armory we got something for you." When the Spartan's footsteps faded away the admiral turned towards the commander.
"They found and attacked Earth." The admiral studied the commander's face for change. When there was none he continued.
"Good, thing is the attack was small and the defense grid held.
"This here is the Mark VI it has a stronger shield and it recharges faster," said the technician as he helped Roy put on the amour.
Roy donned on his helmet and made his way back to the bridge. The admiral briefed him in on the attack on Earth. The admiral then spoke of a Spartan defending a orbital MAC gun.
"There are other Spartans alive?"
"Yes, there are seven Spartans alive including you still alive. You may want to get some shut eye." Ordered the admiral.
Emotions overswept the Spartan even for him being a super solider he couldn't hide all his emotions. Memories flooded over him of the Spartans he trained with. The Spartan clicked off the atmospheric locks and sighed.
We have a chance.