Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

In the Seer galaxy, in the low orbit of Halo, on the captured Covenant force cruiser Truth and Harmony.

Private First Class Jakens and his Fire C Team leaned outside a pressure door of the battleship. They could hear the strange screams of the Flood warriors inside, and they could also smell the stench that followed them. His palms were sticky with sweat, his muscles were shaking unconsciously, and he felt like he could barely hold the gun steady.

Jakens' chest swelled as he stared at the sergeant's raised hand, one wave of which would send the fire team in and shoot everything inside to a pulp.

The sergeant's hand moved, but Jenkins did not rush in - because the other hand pressed down the muzzle of his gun.

This compartment is under our control, sergeant. Take your people to the D-zone deck and continue to clean up the remaining Covenant people. The officer with a much higher rank than him said, with a whole squad behind him. Helltroopers, these people are so powerful that they put ordinary Marines like Jakens to shame.

The sergeant responded and left with his team members.

Seeing that there were no irrelevant people around, Silva lowered his eyelids and nodded towards the pressure door. Two hell paratroopers on the side immediately came up with welding torches.

The dazzling sparks danced and bounced several times before they fell to the ground and went out. The sound of the pressure door being welded shut was endless, which for Silva was undoubtedly the prelude to the award-winning military music.

There was a sudden tremor on the deck. Silva and several paratroopers held on to the bulkhead next to them, but they were all thrown to the deck again. However, Silva was not worried at all about skillfully controlling the battleship, because the last batch of UNSC personnel had landed in the berthing bay, the Pelican troop carrier was safe and sound, and the outer hatch had been closed. Truth and Harmony is struggling to escape the gravity exerted on it by the halo.

No, actually Silva is just satisfied with leaving the surface. He felt the vibrations on the deck. The cruiser's engines were struggling to propel the countless loads, break away from the gravitational field of the ring world, and fly to the point where they could fly freely.

Perhaps stimulated by the shock, or simply impatient to wait, the Flood chose this moment to attack the engine room. A vent opened, and an avalanche of infected flood demons flew down, but they were immediately met with firepower.

The battle lasted less than a minute, and all the Flood monsters were eliminated, the vents were blocked, and the lids were sealed. But the attack confirmed the doubts that hung over all Marines. The Flood is like an extremely dangerous and deadly virus - everyone believes that it cannot be effectively controlled unless it is completely exterminated.

A squad leader reported the attack to Silva, concluding: It is clear that the battleship is still infected, sir. I again recommend that every square centimeter be inspected and exterminated before takeoff.

No, Sergeant. Silva replied decisively, I have reason to believe that the halo is about to explode, soon.

What the sergeant said is absolutely true, Wellesley interjected calmly. The risk is too great, and I urge you to think twice.

I've made up my mind! Silva roared, ignoring the blue light dancing on the indicator light of the artificial intelligence computer, pulling out the chip containing Wellesley inserted into his shoulder, and then pointed at the hell paratrooper beside him He looked and said, Now, go to the nearest hatch immediately and weld them all to me. Don't let the Flood inside have a chance to escape before we reach Earth!

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The Pelican troop carrier E419 is hovering in the sky near the Pillar of Autumn.

In the crew cabin, the seat belt tightly bound Case to the seat. The troop carrier was accelerating away from the pursuit of the sentry. He only felt that gravity was like a ghost, sometimes on his head, sometimes on his side, pulling constantly. Him, making the contents of his stomach churn.

If I had eaten more before setting off, I would have vomited all over this place.

After about three minutes, the transport ship's bulkheads shook, and its flight became smoother, making Case feel much better.

Captain, we succeeded! We got rid of those things! Laurey shouted happily through the loudspeaker in the cockpit.

Captain, keep flying in a low orbit, and we will evacuate them once Cortana sends a signal. Keyes said.

Copy that, sir. The speaker was turned off with a snap, and then the voice of Laurel talking excitedly to the co-pilot came from the cockpit.

Captain, look! The raven on the side suddenly pointed at the display screen on the bulkhead and shouted.

Case followed his instructions and looked over, only to see a Covenant cruiser - the Truth and Harmony - breaking through the clouds in the halo's atmosphere and flying straight towards the gas giant next to the halo.

Price and the others succeeded.

Just as he was thinking this and wanted to contact Wellesley, he found that the communication connection between them had been blocked. After several unsuccessful attempts, Case changed the channel of the nerve center implant to contact Ellie, but still found nothing.

Confused, Keyes subconsciously reached for the pipe in his pocket, but accidentally touched the Jackal Energy Shield Generator hanging on his waist, and it fell on the seat. Case subconsciously picked it up, only to find that the paratrooper opposite seemed a little nervous, his fingers resting on the buckle of the seat belt nervously.

What's the matter, young man? Case asked softly.

The paratrooper had just lost three of his comrades. Just when Case was about to offer some comfort, Cortana suddenly connected to the communication channel with him and said hurriedly: Captain, Wellesley. The burst communication said that Silva has mutinied, be careful of the paratroopers around you!

Cortana's voice was mixed with the Master Chief's questioning of those around her and the sound of intense projectile weapons fire. Her words made Case startled, and he unconsciously looked at the paratrooper opposite.

Their eyes met in the air, and Keith's unintentionally surprised look gave it all away.

The paratrooper quickly pressed the buckle of the seat belt and shouted Do it! toward the cockpit. He picked up the MA5B assault rifle and took the lead in pointing it at the most intimidating raven. The deafening sound of firing immediately echoed in the small crew cabin.

The raven next to Keyes showed amazing qualities. He reacted quickly. After taking a few shots in his combat armor, he just let out a groan of pain, then quickly pulled out his pistol to fight back, and at the same time broke away from the safety. Belt restraints.

The combat armor of Helltroopers was originally developed to deal with human rebels, so it has excellent defense capabilities against projectile weapons of general caliber.