Vating was now a Lieutenant and while he had the rank, he only led a small fireteam. He would be busy running through some drills while outside one of the crew sections of the UNSC Infinity was being built behind him. He didn't know what it was for, seeing as he didn't know of the existence of the vessel yet. His small fireteam was on their fourth lap around the track when they heard gunfire off in the distance, then heard the sirens of an invasion. They all quickly went to their lockers and gathered their weaponry.

Thila was on Sanghelios fighting the civil war. He was currently in a small skirmish with a few of his brothers, battling the hostile Storm faction. He unloaded into one running from cover to cover with his carbine, almost immediately eliminating the poor soldier. He then turned to a Sangheili running at him and unloaded the rest of his clip into him. Afterwards, he put away his rifle and drew his energy sword, almost instantly hacking down another Sangheili. This was what he lived for now.

Zain would smirk they wouldn't dare after sing what we're packing. Zain would pull out his magnum and taking his Battle Rifle from under his desk. He would then look at Rose Deploy all the ODST squadrons. They're well trained. They're more than ready for combat. Zain would say, montioning the 30 something fireteams that had been located to the construction site. Zain would smack a magazine into his Battle Rifle and say Well then. Shall we? before walking through the door.



Zain leaps into the shuttle, collapsing out of tiredness due to his wounds. I'm just gonna lay like this for a few minutes. He says, holding up an arm.

Darren loaded some shells into his shotgun. "Lil bit rusty. But I can still kick ass like before." Darren said. "You know, The Ares has been boarded a few times back then. We managed to exterminate all the covies. Never boarded by rebels." He said as he holstered his magnum. The Rebel pelicans landed deploying troops, hogs and a few scorpions. Several pelicans disembarked from the Ares then landed at the construction site. They were marines. They also carried some vehicles too. The gunfire and explosions began close to the Infinity.

((@reaper out of curiosity, what accent does Rose possess?))

Zain would just hold up his Battle Rifle, looking left and right on occasion when the came to a corridor. He would shoot a rebel in the face and just say Well, Darren. There's a first time for everything. Now, our main focus is to push back these rebels. We need this ship for an... ONI program. Zain would say, knowing Darren would be aware of Infinity but not of the Spartan IV Program, that was a little above a Ship captain's paygrade.

The walls around him rattled, annoyingly loudly too, and seemed to hum in an artificial song as the engines outside carried him and the others to the drop zone. He turned his helmeted head over to the others, a myriad of both worn and fresh souls greeting him with a disturbing lack of chatter. He was one of those newbies, about to drop waist deep into battle with a force they'd only seen through holo-videos and training simulations. He brought his eyes down to the weapon in his hand, it's machined metal dull in the low lighting. He slowly brought it up to his visor, looking down the scope and inspecting the far side wall's panel work. A sharp bark from his Sargent made him lower his weapon with a start, the coming commands informing them all the combat zone was a few minutes away, the sound of gun fire already beginning to hum through the metal walls....

Some time later...

Ingo slammed his shoulder into a concrete slab of something tall, probably part of a building at some point but he didn't have time to inspect architecture. Plasma fire, that was what it was called, right? Impacted hard against his cover, the sound and smell of freaking stone melting enough to cause him to recoil slightly. A group of two... Elites? Yes, that was the name, stood surrounded by a few smaller creatures, Grunts apparently, some 30 - 40 metals away from him. The remains of his squad were scattered a few metres in all directions from him, the medic trying to clean off the plasma currently eating into the shoulder of their Rocketeer. The Sargent was further up, barking orders to them as he fired a burst of machine gun rounds at the Elites, their shields popping into existence as the shells pinged off. That bought Ingo enough time to swing out from his, slightly, melted cover and take aim at the right-most Elite. Zeroing in on that ugly mug of his as the split-jaw fired his rifle at the Sargent, the marine's trigger finger squeezed tightly as the BR in his hands cracked off a set of three rounds. Impacting against the alien's cheek, the already slightly weakened shield gave out with a clap of energy dissipating, allowing the next set of rounds to pierce directly into his skull, a howl of pain boring into the young marine's ears for but second, before the blue armoured alien collapsed in a heap.



Ingo awoke with a start, head snapping from left to right as alarms resounded through the compound, marines running back and forth with commanders snapping off orders. Quickly shaking off the dizziness from being rudely awaken, the gun-metal grey soldier grabbed his BR and quickly ran off towards his post. From the sounds of things, Rebels had broken through the fleet orbiting above and were on their way here to the construction site. Climbing the ladder up into his guard tower, Ingo gave a swift nod to the other marine stood there and turned his attention to the skies. Blinking his right eye shut, the marine placed the scope of his rifle just above his visor and combed the skies, attempting to spoke the dark shapes of the incoming Pelicans.

It'd been a long time since his first contact with the Covenant, and his first ever kill, but he still regarded them as the true enemy. These Rebels were human, like him and those around him. They shouldn't be fighting, they should be working together to ensure they, as a species, survived. Instead, here he was; looking down the barrel of his weapon awaiting the arrival of his own kind, just so he could put a bullet right in-between their eyes...   

Zain would see the hanger had taken a hit. Luckily, no one would have been in the hanger due to the fact that nobody hangs out in a hanger. Most of the ODSTs would be in their quarters or in a mess hall. Zain would shoot three rebels in the head before getting a radio ::Infinity, this is Pelican Fleet Whisky. We're coming to assist and we have tanks.:: Zain would smirk, since the Infinity construction site was closely monitored. Zain would shoot a few more rebels in the face before saying ::Bring the rain, Whisky. Target the Scorpions.:: One by one, Pelicans would start blasting the Scorpions, expert flying out matching the clumsy aim that the Rebels had inside the Scorpions. Zain would just talk to Rose I'll try not to die Rose. Tell me, are there any rebels inside the ship? Since we can't keep using this ship as an outpost if there's rebels in it. Zain would ask his AI.

((Remember, this would only have been a crew quarter, likely with the intention of hauling all the Spartan IVs at once to the Oort Cloud at the outskirts of Sol where it is being built in secret.))

Vating and his fireteam began unleashing their holy fire upon the rebel scorpions in the form of spartan lasers. They were on top of the barracks, so they were, at the moment, fine. His guys continued their heavy fire on all hostile vehicles and armor in the area, hopefully halting the attack entirely with the simple tactic.

Zain would nod, acknowledging his AI, before kneeling down to take a look at Darren Chest wound is mostly just impact, but one or two bullets made it through, but not too far. The shoulder, however, is just a graze from a passing bullet, likely aimed at me. You're being a drama queen. Zain said, throwing a grenade over his shoulder and out of the nearby hole in the hull, a place with no construction on it just yet.an explosion and some screams were heard as Zain shot the two rebels, before saying to Rose Get a squadron or two of Broadswords up in the sky. God knows we need the air support. Luckily the Scorpions are being cleared by the troops and the Pelicans. I think the Rebels are going to think twice about making a pass at this place again. Zain said, smirking, If we're even still here. Considering the size of the squadron of rebels, I'd say they'd launched about 90% of their squad here. We won't be seeing them again for a VERY long time. Zain commented.

"Oh screw you Zain!" He said. He grabbed a radio. "Commander, Bring the rain." The Ares came back from the city and above the Rebel staging site. The MAC Cannon began to charge up. The ship was firing many of its other guns. "We might want to get to cover!" Darren yelled over the gunfire. "Bring the ODST squads back!" The captain yelled. "Fire when ready!" He said into the radio. The cannon fired devastating most of the rebels attacking. The remaining rebels retreated to the country side. The Rebels in the city were taken care of. A couple of pelicans exited the hanger in the Ares. They landed near Darren and the others. Medics came out caring to the captain's wounds.