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/Military Calender, April 3 2550//Aboard Covenant Cruiser SilentSpirit/
/Search and Destroy//Spartan Team Blue// 1750 Hours//

The plasma round discharged, flooding Blue Team's HUDs with a white overwhelming light. The Master Chief's, along with his spartans, visor dimmed to keep him from going blind, and ret he still had to shade himself from the light. As the flash faded, the spartans focused on their mission. When the covenant ship fired, it's shields had to drop, momentarily. This gave the spartans just enough time to get in side. The Master Chief clicked open his comn. "Linda, get one of those lotus' on that ship." The Master Chief said over his comn unit. Linda, in one smooth motion, unlocked one of the two lotus anti-take mines from her back, and snapped it to the ships hull. Two seconds passed a a silent boom echoed through empty space. The spartans proceeded in with no hesitation. The cylinder they entered into, decompressed sending debris into space. within twenty seconds, safety doors closed, and the room pressurized. Fred handed Kelly a Battle Rifle, and Kelly acknowledged. The Master Chief glanced at his motion tracker... zero contacts. For spartans zero contacts was almost worse than having a room to enter full of targets. The Master Chief made two fast forward motions with his hand. The team responded instantaneously. "Fred, i need this door open." "Yes sir." Fred found a control panel and keyed one of the buttons. "Open, sir." The door rushed open. The team cautiously moved into the blue tinged hallway. Covenant symbols covered the walls. One red blimp on the motion tracker caused the Master Chief to halt. As he stopped the rest of his team froze as well. The red dot halted, moved then stopped once more. The Master Chief signaled his team to wait. He moved behind a crate, and popped a this optic probe out of the gauntlet of the MJOLNIR. He snaked the probe around the corner to find a grunt passing around in boredom. The Master Chief opened his comn with the rest of his team. "Spartans move to my position, i'll take care of this. The spartan grabbed the top of the crate and flung himself over the edge, and around the crate. He kneed the grunt in the face, crushing its small head and everything inside, he punctured the methane tank on the back of the grunt's body, spraying blue gas in every direction. The grunt managed a squeak before it hit the ground. As the Chief spun to regain his combat ready stance, he found himself facing a jackal. The jackal attempted to discharge a plasma bolt out of his plasma pistol, but the chief beat him to the attack. He delivered a crushing kick to the jackals mid-section, splattering blue-pink blood across the deck. The Chief rolled and stood, he was greeted by the rest of his team. They moved towards their target the bridge, the Chief checked his motion tracker. Up ahead a team of Grunts roughly 12 of them stood guard on a room. The team took positions and spat three round bursts at the enemy, three died and fell to the ground by head shots. Four more took some fire and crumpled under the pain. The Chief took a plasma grenade and tossed it into the fray, ending the grunt's position. Linda stuck another, and the last LOTUS to the wall, directly behind the bridge. This position was sure to give the spartans great advantage. There were sure to be Elites on the bridge, a class of covenant soldiers that were as the name states some of the most elite and well-trained soldiers he covenant had to offer. "Detonation in tee minus three." Linda said pushing the detonator. A muffled bang rang down the hall, and the spartans moved in through the new door. They eyed the bridge, taking count of all the troops on board, reloaded, and took positions. The spartans waited for the chiefs signal. As he sent a green acknowledgment light, there was a second of silence. Then the Chief's MA5B let out a spray of shredder rounds into the nearest Elite. A SPNKR round shot through the bridge at one of the Crewmen. Linda finished of the elite that the Master Chief started, with a single shot through the bipeds chest. Battle Rifle rounds tore through an Elite's helmet sending blue blood across the deck. Two Elites remained intact and sent a barrage of plasma fire from plasma rifles at Fred. He dove, rolled recovered and spun his foot through an Elites head section. Ducking to avoid plasma fire and jumping back as a second SPNKR rocket flew through the air, obliterating the Elite that stood before Fred. The twelve grunts that had been stunned motionless on the deck, ignited themselves with plasma grenades and charged the spartans. Linda would not let the succeed, the unleashed one round, striking a plasma grenade on a grunts head, blowing the grunt in half, and starting a chain reaction along the line of kamikaze grunts. The spartans reloaded, scanned the room for more targets and moved in to take out the ships AI.