"UNSC!! the earth is falling!!!" Ten months earlier He smiled at the corpral, who handed him his helmet. "Keep this on at all times, t contains qyour AI, who is the best, if we lose her, earth shall fall. It also provides 3x zoom, and head protection." "Thanks corpral." The black armour clad guy said. "Good luck, sir." He replied, and with that, shoved him off the back of the pelican. He braced, slamming strait down into the floor. "So, Your Lutenant Jake Cowell, of the Breed 1 spartan program."
Jake got up, putting his helmet on. "Sir." he said, but the guy had dissapeared into a portable cabin, Jake followed on. As he walked in, he noticed a spartan in red and white armour, leant by the door, sharpening a knife against his knee. He saw a girl, leant over a computer. He saw a man, loading ammo into a machine gun. He saw a foreigner, dutch maybe, staring out the window, sniper rifle clicked to his back. He clipped his own machine gun to his back. "Welcome, you will be noble 6. "Yours is not a position, we want back, the last noble six... He passed on." "Bloody traitor" The guy with the knife said. "This is Noble four... Emile, this is noble two, kat, and that is noble five, Alan." he said, indicating each one in turn. "And noble three is Jagër, the rifleman. "I pulled your file lutenant. Your a good soldier, but that lone wolf crap stays behind. We are a team, we operate as a team." "Yes sir."
"First op, we are taking some heavy fire and one of the reactors is down, we need to check the situation." Noble 1 said, climbing into the pelican. "All of us will be going, and kat will put the place back online." "Yes sir."