Somewhere in the Earth Empire
7:30 PM
The pelican stood motionless beneath the sands, the crashed aircraft overlooking a small abandoned town. Most of the buildings were buried over sand mounds, the cold winds of the desert whistling through the empty sand ridden wooden rooms. But there was a small building with a light in it, shining in the dark. The small fire giving a warm, orange light.
Korra lied on the ground, unconscious, but breathing in a steady rhythm. Her wound was severe, her armor had taken most of the impact, but the high caliber bullet came from an SRS99-S5 AM Sniper Rifle designed to shred and rip through tank armor. Biofoam had been injected in the wound, stopping the bleeding, momentarily. But the bullet had puncture her centimeters below the heart, missing it, but making enough damage to throw her into unconsciousness.
"I've communicated with command, they said that the mission was still a priority. We have no back-up, we've been black inked." Thorne said, he rested his armored back on the wood wall.
"Just great, amazing!" Bolin said, "We were barely able to hide from her jets after we crashed."
"Calm down, Bolin, we don't need you making a ruckus and getting those guys looking for us here." Mako barked at his younger brother, shutting him up. Bolin sat as well, angry because of the heavy feeling of powerlessness. Asami was kneeling next to Korra's unmoving body, looking at her closed eyes. She looked at the bullet hole in the armor, biofoam had filled it, but then she noticed something.
"Thorne, the bullet…didn't go through her, did it?" Asami asked catching Spartan Thorne's attention. Asami moved Korra over revealing her back.
"It did but…I didn't notice this before… The bullet was a 14.5×114mm M232 round, capable of cutting though Scorpion armor like a hot knife through butter." Thorne was in disbelief, Asami moved Korra back, "But the exit wound is not as severe as it should be, now that I think about it. She should be dead." The armor had been compromised, the bullet left heavy damage in the outer shell, inner body suit, and several padded layers. But it was completely inert.
"What makes you say that?" Mako asked.
"MJOLNIR armors have the ability of entering lock mode, either by heavy trauma or to resist high velocity impacts." Thorne explained, "But normally, from what we've seen in the War Games scenarios, anti-armor bullets tend to turn MJOLNIR into swiss cheese."
"Maybe her armor is different." Bolin theorized.
"…Maybe." Thorne rubbed his chin as he looked over the Aegis armor that Korra wore. "Perhaps, it's the armor lock that's keeping her alive."
Argent Moon
Sirens shrieked and echoed through empty metal corridors, accompanied by the heavy running of four super-soldiers. A Forerunner super weapon had been let loosed aboard the station, hiding until it detected Blue Team's presence, now it was tearing the space station apart. As Blue Team ran back to the reactor core, the only other place where Argent Moon could be sent into a self-destruction sequence directly. "After we make the reactor go into meltdown, how are we getting out of here?!" Fred asked as they ran.
"We'll improvise." Chief replied while holding tightly to his rifle. Coming up to one of the hangar bays, Hangar 07, Blue Team was stopped by the thunderous sound of the ventilation system above them breaking apart. CRRREAK! The metal twisted, creating a hole from which a being of pure metal and glowing orange light struck the metal floor in front of Blue Team.
Blue Team aimed their weapons at the cybernetical monstrosity. It turned facing them, "I am the Warden Eternal, Keeper of the Domain and her secrets." It stated.
"A Promethean." Linda whispered, "A big one at that."
"Do not mistake me with the digitalized organics or the automated Armigers, human." Its tall metallic body, towering over the SPARTANs, walked circles around them while holding to a giant hardlight sword. "Your transgression against the Mantle and the will of the Forerunners is a violation of natural order. Not only have you used what my creators left behind in petty ways, in your petty wars, but you have also affronted the will of the last living Forerunner in the galaxy. The Didact."
Chief didn't retort, keeping his Assault Rifle steady on the Warden. "Normally, this would be punished by your kind being sent back to their homeworld, stripped of all its achievements. Back to the stone age. But not now, humans. Now is a time of great peril, something your kind did not understand several millennia ago, and I doubt you would understand now."
"What are you talking about?" Kelly asked.
"Finally, one speaks. I was afraid I was conversing with a pack of scared children. The Great Darkness approaches, for a long, long time, the Line Installations that once safeguarded the Maginot Sphere have served as my eyes and ears looking deep into every corner of this galaxy." The Warden explained, "The ancillas there had communicated back to me, they had seen what we were afraid of, most likely. Shadows shifting among the sea of space, theorized once by the Lifeworkers, the Parasite is not dead. It had been regrouping in the far reaches of our galaxy. Gathering its forces at the rim, awaiting your civilizations' weakest moment."
"Chief, is he talking about the Flood?" Fred asked, the Master Chief was hesitant to ask this construct any more questions, but this was big. The last time the Flood had been seen was aboard the Mantle's Approach when the Gravemind had infiltrated it, but the vessel had been destroyed and the monster along with it.
"The Gravemind is dead, the Flood is gone." Master Chief stated, avoiding questioning.
"Insolent mortal, do you not understand what you have been fighting? The Parasite is no mere highly infectious disease, its intelligence is beyond your comprehension. Beyond ours! As we speak losing precious time, as the aliens scurry like cockroaches seeking contact with their fleet, the Parasite is amassing biological beings to recreate a compound mind in some remote death world." The Warden prepared to attack, "Something your weak, idiotic, race cannot seem to comprehend. No matter, I will accomplish what is require of my station. Awake our remaining weapons no matter the cost!"
The artificial warrior of the Forerunners swooshed fast towards the SPARTANs, almost catching them with his hardlight sword. Blue Team dodged out of the way, they fired their guns as fast as they could at the Warden. The bullets bouncing off his heavily armored chassis, the Warden laughed at the primitive weapons attempting to pierce his shell. Again, he attacked, now at each individual Spartan.
Kelly used her speed to avoid each sword slash, her nimble movements were giving the others enough time to think of something. Linda decided to boost that time by unloading her sniper rounds on the Warden. "Fred, you see that?" Chief pointed at the Warden's back.
"I see it. Some sort of power source, it could be his weakness." Fred said, "Would our weapons work on it?"
Chief looked around, trying to find anything useful in the hanger. The Warden, while chasing Kelly, slashed a wrecked Pelican in two allowing several crates to fall off. One of them was a weapons' cache, there had to be something there. "Cover me." Chief jumped out of cover, Fred using his Battle Rifle to shoot at the Warden's weak point annoying the Keeper of the Domain and shifting his attention at him.
"Uh oh…"
Chief grabbed one of the crates and ripped it open, out of it fell an M41 SPNKR. Some rockets were close too, the SPARTAN-II loaded the rocket launcher and ran back into the fight.
One of the sword slash got lucky, caught Fred and sent him flying towards a wrecked Condor. The ship shook at the strong impact of a fully armored Spartan hitting its side, severely denting it. Fred's shields flickered trying to recharge but the Warden stood over him prepared to end his life. But Linda and Kelly fired at the Warden's back, the metallic monster snarled in anger and at the inconvenience these humans were to him. He turned around and fired a sudden orange hardlight laser at the female SPARTANs. They jumped out of the way as the laser sliced through the air and several meters until it went through the far locked door leading out of the hangar and breaking it.
Then an explosion shook the Warden, a rocket had exploded on his power source. The Warden screamed in pain, or at least the closest sensation of pain that an advanced ancilla could perceive. It turned back to Fred, now with the Master Chief standing with him holding a smoking SPNKR rocket launcher. "WORM!" The Warden screamed as he again charged towards him, but the Chief fired another rocket at the Warden's face.
The explosion blinded the Warden momentarily allowing Fred and Chief to run away from the Warden's way as he crashed into the same Condor that had been dented by Fred. The ship collapsed under the Warden's weight and exploded. Chief and Fred were joined by Kelly and Linda who helped them get up after the explosion had knocked them down. "You think that did him in?" Linda asked.
"Doubt it. We're losing time here, let's make our way to the reactor core." Chief ordered, Blue Team ran towards the exit leaving the hangar and the Warden who hadn't stood back up from the explosion.
Zaofu
Earth Empire
9:25 PM
Baatar Jr, son of Suyin and Baatar Sr, ran through the streets of the annexed city. The streets were occupied by several Earth Empire Soldiers and Heavy Mechs pulling people out of their homes, looking for Suyin and her remaining family members. Baatar Jr ran up the steps of his former home, the Governor's Palace, the bodies of Guards littered the steps and the lobby of the palace. He slowed down his pace as he got closer to his goal, the office of the governor. The office was guarded by two heavily armored soldiers, their faces covered by green visors and sporting black onyx armor, reminiscent to that of the Orbital Drop Shock Troopers. They allowed him to enter.
"Empress Kuvira." He made his presence known. Kuvira was out in the terrace overlooking the city streets, with Spartan Donar sitting in the governor's desk inspecting several battle plans. Donar looked up from his strategizing to notice the scientist holding onto several blueprints and reports.
"Ah, Bataar. Do come on in." Donar said.
"Am I interrupting?" Bataar Jr asked, seeing Kuvira standing like a statue outside the office.
"Not at all, lay the papers on the desk here."
Baatar placed what he held dearly on the wooden desk over the battle plans, "We finally cracked the code. The blueprints for the final weapon are ready, the components are listed and the scientists ready."
"What is this?" Donar held onto the white papers. "Reports?"
"Indeed, sir. The cracking team was able to hijack into UNSC signals, we couldn't do so using telecommunication frequencies from the Infinity back to base, the team got crafty. They used older satellite comm towers to contact the Infinity's closed channels that they used back when they made first contact several years ago. There we introduced a self-replicating virus to fool the on-board AI into doing what it thought were daily tasks." Bataar explained, "This allowed the actual cracking team to safely enter the weapon manifest registry of the Infinity and a handful of reports from Moonbase Alpha."
"I'm surprised you were able to do that with what we had in hand." Kuvira said walking into the room, "Impressive."
"It would've been impossible without Donar and his team, their unblocked Spartan access files and codes gave us the entryway." Baatar Jr said, "And allowed us to find this."
He placed a printed photograph on the desk, "Are those what I think they are?" Donar asked in complete disbelief. Kuvira smiled.
"Begin construction of the weapon, take the roof of this city down. Tell Varrick to double time it in stabilizing the Promethean Core." Kuvira ordered.
"Yes, ma'am." Baatar left immediately. Donar still looked at the photo, his dumbfounded visage was telling.
"When you asked for more troops, I didn't think you meant this." Donar said in disbelief.
"A whole army of obedient and unwavering troops following my orders? This is a dream come true. Everything I need to make them obey me is on that ring." Kuvira pointed at the orbiting Halo. "Get your people ready, love, you have a recovery op to get done."
Outside the city, the newly reestablished Earth Army had constructed a makeshift laboratory for Varrick to use. He had been taken against his will by Kuvira and forced to build her final weapon. The weapon that she would supposedly use as a deterrent against the United Forces and the nations of the world. Hopefully against the UNSC itself.
Baatar Jr entered, surprising a tinkering Varrick and his assistant, Zhu Li. "Woah! Don't do that." Varrick covered what he was working on.
"Kuvira wants results, how's the weapon going?" He asked.
"Well the good news, you see, the core is heavily unstable. I would NOT even call this thing a core, wherever you unearthed it from it was not an ancient TV remote!" Varrick said.
"Okay then, and the bad news?"
"The bad news is that we have nothing that can suck energy from this thing. I've tried everything from superconducting cables to paper straws! This thing is giving me bad vibes, man!"
"I don't care Varrick, use whatever means necessary to get this thing to power a toaster! Build the weapon around it if necessary, I want this ready by the end of the week." Baatar ordered as he left. Varrick looked a Zhu Li who looked worried as the pulsating thump of the core echoed from its containment room.
"Sir…you didn't tell him…" Zhu Li said but was cut off by the stressed scientist and former business owner.
"I know I know…" Varrick sighed approaching his research terminal, "But what do you think would happen if I told him that this core…is actually a prison containing one big mother?"
The computer screen showed the deep live scan of the core and what resembled a humanoid shape curled like a fetus within its hardlight walls. Forerunner Sigils adorned it, symbols that had been lost to the ages. The sigil of a keeper. Varrick leaned closer, noticing something, he looked at the thing's head since one of its eyes was visible to the scanning devices. The eye opened looking directly at Varrick. "Golly!"
"Sir?"
"Yeah well…whatever happens when we get a tube strong enough to siphon power into Kuvira's weapon and it blows up on her face its not our problem." Varrick said as cold sweat ran down his face. "Back to work!"
Somewhere in the Earth Empire
10:00 PM
Mako walked back and forth trying to think of something, if they stayed here the more likely they were going to be found by scouting parties. "We have to get out of here." He anxiously said.
"Where do we go?" Asami asked. Mako didn't know where to go, there was no haven for them, the UNSC wouldn't risk sending an extraction dropship to get them. Thorne wondered what to do, then remembered something critical.
"Leonidas are you still there?" He asked, the small hologram of a Spartan warrior of old appeared over Korra's unmoving body.
"Spartan Thorne! Spartan Korra is in critical condition, I am unable to get her back to consciousness." The AI reported. "She is in a catatonic state."
"That sounds like Avatar funny business to me." Bolin took notice of this, "I mean, she would be fine otherwise, right?"
"I would not call a sniper wound fine." Leonidas replied, "But yes, she would be awake. And I do not know what this Avatar business means."
Asami and Mako smiled in relief, "Don't worry about it Leo, she'll be okay. We just need somewhere safe to go." Mako said.
Leonidas began to contact the satellite network, looking for a solution. "Spartan Thorne, I have updated your destination. It should appear in your HUD."
"What's over that area, Leo?" Thorne accessed his GPS locator through his VISR, the terrain was incomplete, most of the desert had been left unexplored by UNSC drones. Thorne looked for the navpoint.
"Several ruins, stone and marble. Unable to estimate date of origin, but it should be sturdy enough to serve as a viable camping site." Leonidas explained, "I suggest moving there now while the enemy is preoccupied with the night."
"Agreed." Thorne acknowledged. "Alright guys, I'm gonna be carrying Korra since I'm the only one strong enough to lift her body weight and the armor. Mako, Bolin, you two are on point. Asami, stick with me. Watch my back."
"Got it." Asami and Bolin said. Mako silently nodded in agreement.
"Sharing navpoint coordinates with Mako, let's move out." Thorne ordered.
Argent Moon
Blue Team reached their objective, the reactor core. The Covenant seemed to have evacuated the area, the SPARTANs had no obstacles in reaching the core after dealing with the Warden Eternal. The reactor chamber was cool, the metal walls being covered in a thin layer of ice and icy mist crawling along the floors. The heavy clanks of MJOLNIR armor hitting metal floor echoed through the empty room, the Master Chief entered the control room and scanned the panel with his eyes. The rest of Blue Team covering his flanks as he figured the controls out.
"Setting the reactor to meltdown, Kelly do you have access to the hangar bay closest to us?" Master Chief asked.
"I have one, Hangar 243, it has a single remaining Prowler docked." Kelly answered while looking at her HUD's readings. "Distance is close, 1 kilometer from here if we hurry after setting the core into meltdown."
"Done. Let's head out of here." Chief said as he led his team towards the navpoint placed by Kelly.
The station began to shake, vents and pipes began to burst as the cooling systems were shutting off and the excess heat from the fusion reactor began to overheat. The domino effect permutated throughout the entire station, the evacuation alarm came online as the sudden wave of heat and smoke from nascent fires invaded the lower levels of the station outward. Blue Team were fast on the approach of the hangar.
At an intersection point, they could see towards outer space, the Covenant Fleet was still there waiting. Chief took a glimpse of the fleet, about 4 RCS-battlecruisers, 10 corvettes and a singular CCS-battlecruiser acting as the fleet's flagship. If they took the prowler out they would be obliterated before they could even activate the ship's cloaking function. Perhaps the station's self-destruction could give them the window they need to cloak the prowler and then make a quick jump into slipspace into a remote location and then jump towards the Infinity. The Covenant Storm fleet wouldn't dare to enter conflict with the Infinity and her escort fleet.
"How much time do we have?" Chief asked.
"About 10 minutes." Linda replied, "…from the looks of it."
They reached the hangar, the prowler was waiting for them there, Kelly ran towards the controls to begin the undocking process. "Damn, Chief, the ship is out of fuel. It's going to take some minutes to refuel it."
Fred took a glance at his motion tracker, red dots all around them. "And we got hostiles incoming, entrance!" He informed the team.
Chief looked around, there were some weapon cases around them. "Take positions, Kelly get that ship fueled and then get to cover. We're going to need to defend this spot until the prowler is ready."
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHG!" The war cry of the Elite General leading the charge of Storm Covenant forces entering the hangar alerted Blue Team. "KILL THE DEMONS! FOR 'MDAMA AND THE TRUE COVENANT!"
Blue Team fired at the incoming alien squads, this could be their final stand. The Elite General rushed through the hail of bullets, full-metal clashing against energy shielding. The Elite jumped over the cover where the Master Chief was kneeling behind. Chief rolled out of the energy sword's incoming bite, he then quickly tackled the Elite General faster than the eye could register. Even faster did he moved his hand towards his handgun, the M6C Magnum, on his right thigh and aimed it at the Elite's sword hand unleashing the barrage of heavy caliber pistol rounds into it. This forced the Elite to let go of the sword giving Chief the time he needed to take possession of the melee weapon and behead the Elite, the energy sword's plasma edge ignoring the strong energy shielding.
Grunts, Jackals, and Elite Minors fell to the tactical shooting and dodging of the SPARTANs, until the last one of them fell dead onto the hard and cold metal floor. It was quiet all the sudden, nothing but the reloading sound of smoking guns. "I'm not getting anything in my motion tracker, think that's all of them?" Linda asked.
"Stay alert, is the prowler ready?" Chief looked over to Kelly.
"It's done, we better get aboard." Kelly replied, activating the prowler's entrance ramp. But as the loud sound of the ship's extending ramp came in, two Hunters blasted through the adjacent blocked gates flanking the main entrance to the hangar.
"Hunters!" Fred yelled. "Open fire!"
But before either party could attack, the station shook again as the core was ready to blow at any second. One of the Hunters fell losing its balance, the other one worried looked over its bond brother not noticing a figure creep behind it. An orange sword sliced the Hunter in two, the Lekgolo worms falling all over the floor in a pool of steaming luminescent orange blood. The other Hunter tried to charge its cannon but was quickly dispatch off by the imposing figure, the Warden Eternal.
"That Promethean is back!" Kelly clearly surprised exclaimed.
"Everyone into the prowler now!" Chief and the others quickly ran into the prowler. Its advanced engines came to life and boosted out of the hangar's now opened exit port leaving the Warden only watching their departure.
The prowler, piloted by the Chief himself, blasted through explosions from Argent Moon, reaching minimum safe distance as the station exploded in a gigantic ball of nuclear fire that consumed several ships from the Covenant Storm's fleet which had tried to retreat but hadn't been fast enough.
As they routed a slipspace jump back to the Infinity they got a communication hail from an unknown source. Chief answered, "This is Spartan-117 from the UNSC Infinity, who is this, over?"
"Chief, this is Codename: JOVIAN from the Office of Naval Intelligence." The masked voice responded.
"ONI? They probably got the station's self-destruct signal…or us borrowing one of their prowlers." Fred stated.
"Correct, Spartan-104. Congratulations on a mission well-done, Blue Team. But we're taking over your operations from now on, Captain Lasky will be briefed on this in due time."
"What does ONI need of us?" Linda asked, her thick accent that resembled the southern American dialect sounded ticked off, not wanting to be related to the spooks again.
"Hestia system, a former Outer Colony named Meridian, we've got reports of similar activity found on Requiem and Kamchatka."
"On what scale?" Chief asked.
"Significant. Colonists have refused to work with our agents, but we are sure that the presence of a Spartan team of your stature should help them reconsider the UNSC's involvement."
The Spartans waited for the Chief to decide on what to do, "Possible enemy objective?" He asked.
"Unknown for the most part, we believe that they are trying to unearth something, similar to the energy readings located in these coordinates."
The bridge computer was then remotely controlled to show a stellar map of several UNSC charted systems. The map pointed to the 26 Draconis, Cygnus, Escala, Lambda Aurigae, and the previously reported Hestia star systems.
"Forerunner signals. If the Covenant are unearthing weapons on any of these systems, then that would spell dire consequences for us and the Sangheili's war against Mdama's forces. Mission parameters are to investigate Meridian, since it has the most significant Covenant presence, report findings back to me, and half any Covenant dig progress there. Understood?"
"Understood." Chief replied.
"Good, JOVIAN out." The communicator went silent and the map disappeared with only Meridian's coordinates left on the computer monitor.
"Chief, we better check back with the Infinity in either case. We're low in ammo and resources." Fred recommended.
"Yeah, let's get back to base."
UNSC Infinity
Orbiting Requiem
Epoloch System
October 25th [Earth Calendar]
The prowler docked in one of the numerous hangars of the UNSC Infinity, "Vessel docked and locked, welcome back Blue Team." The hangar supervisor said. As the SPARTANs walked out from the ship down the ramp, several Marines and hangar personnel applauded them back. The SPARTANs didn't view themselves as soldiers worthy of admiration or applause so they walked in silence out of the hangar.
The Master Chief made his way to the Infinity's bridge, the rest of Blue Team staying back in the armory and getting ready for ONI's mission. Entering the bridge, the Chief was met with Captain Lasky and Commander Palmer. Chief saluted, "At ease, Chief. I didn't get a report back, what's going on?" Lasky asked.
"We were able to accomplish the mission, sir." Chief informed the Captain, "Argent Moon was set on meltdown, Covenant presence there was exterminated and so was any data or weapons there."
"Huh, well…good. I'm sure that Osman is going to be happy about that." Lasky said while looking at his holotable. It was showing a holographic rendition of Requiem, with red dots pointing at a location in the Earth Kingdom. "Speaking of which, I got a message from ONI a few minutes ago. It seems that they have re-assigned your team."
"Affirmative, sir. ONI has instructed us in investigating a former Outer Colony, Meridian in the Hestia System for Covenant activity and a Forerunner signal." Chief explained. "We came back to replenish our supplies before embarking on this mission."
"Chief, I know this might sound odd, but you've been taking mission after mission ever since what happened on the Halo Ring some years ago." Lasky said, Chief's head motioned towards the orbiting Halo appearing through the window. "But have you thought of resting a couple of days before going into doing another job? Even Spartans need some rest from time to time."
Chief didn't immediately reply, he has always been the man to accomplish the mission, always on the move on what to do next, and to do what needed to be done to safeguard humanity. "Staying back does no favors to our cause, with no disrespect, sir." Chief responded after a few seconds thinking. His sincere yet troubled deep voice made Lasky remember that the Master Chief and the SPARTAN-IIs were entirely different from the SPARTAN-IVs that he had become accustomed in dealing with. They've been soldiers since they were children and knew little aside from war, Lasky was unsure if Chief had any hobbies besides tending to his weapons and armor.
"It's alright, Chief, I'm just worried that's all." Lasky said smirking, he looked at the holographic Requiem.
"Thank you, sir."
"The captain has been bothered by several people over the past few hours, from…" Palmer was trying to change the subject but realized that what she was going to inform the Chief was confidential. "Uh never mind."
"It's alright Sarah, he at least deserves to know that ONI is not only interested in the troubles of other planets." Lasky gave her the freedom to speak.
"ONI?" Chief didn't expect that ONI was involved in something else.
"Yeah. The Earth Kingdom has been conquered by its supposed liberator, her name is Kuvira. She had been amassing an army of sympathizers throughout the few past years, going from province to province convincing their governors to join her nascent empire either by peaceful coercion or force." Palmer informed the Chief, "ONI had been in contact with the local planetary nations, they want Kuvira out of the picture."
"Special operations." Chief deduced that ONI most likely sent a kill team to deal with Kuvira behind enemy lines.
"Right. But the thing is…they sent a member of Fireteam Osiris there along with her handpicked team." Palmer replied, "But two hours ago we lost contact with them, and…"
"It's Korra, Chief…she's leading Osiris, and now we have no contact with them. Just a faint signal here." Lasky pointed at the red blip on the holographic globe of Requiem. The Master Chief was confused, there was no way Korra was an ONI operative, he thought she was returned to her people safely. This wasn't right, he has seen her fight tooth and nail for her people at such young age. Flashbacks of his team, a younger Blue Team, infiltrating into the Unrelenting, a Covenant vessel attacking the Damascus Testing Facility, orbiting Chi Ceti IV…the day Samuel-034 died fighting the Covenant. It was that sense of service and sacrifice that Korra showed fighting the Ur-Didact on Halo that reminded Chief of the loss of his friend. Of the sacrifice that his Spartan-II brothers and sisters made on Reach to give humanity more time.
And now ONI had most likely indoctrinated her with their own twisted sense of duty, something that those outside of ONI's Sectors didn't particularly shared. The Chief approached the holotable, "Is this updated?" He asked.
"Its been like this for the past half hour, it updates every hour. They might be on the move right now; their AI is the one who sends the signal back to us. Its highly encrypted so it can't be hijacked." Lasky replied.
"Tell Blue Team to continue with the current mission and inform Fred that he is leading the team for it." Chief told Lasky as he turned and walked out of the bridge.
"Chief wait, where are you going?" Palmer asked.
"Righting a wrong." Chief responded in a somber tone leaving Lasky and Palmer confused. They looked at each other, believing that this hadn't sit well with the Master Chief.
"Sarah…send a hail to Lord Hood." Lasky ordered.
"On it."