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Prologue - Part 12
Sunday the 7th, 0625 Hours
Planet Reach, ONI Sword Base
"Sierra Zero-Zero-Four, please go to the main office," Ringed from the speaker com. James look at the speaker, then back at Dejeil. James got up from the table. "You coming?"
Dejeil chuckled, "Nay. Command isn't really my field." James walked out of the door saying, "Assault is your specialty." Dejeil lifted his drumstick, "You mean blowing -blam!- up."
James entered the fine office, and saw a familiar face. James pointed his finger, "Is that you, Baku?" The two laughed and hugged each. "Where you've been?" asked Baku.
"You know, being a Spartan-III."
"You know, its rude to not greet everyone." said a voice. James turned to see Dr. Halsey. "Ma'am."
Halsey looked at Baku. "Well, who called me here?"
Baku coughed, "I called you here, ma'am. And you Gauntlet 1." James knew that the meet-and-greet was over and snapped back to Gauntlet 1. Baku continued, "A ONI outpost is under attack by the Covenant. If the outpost falls, it could be the end of the war as we know it."
"What kind of outpost? And why not purge the data?" James asked.
"An intelligence outpost, containing all the locations of all human colony worlds. Second, the attack force is too small to purge all that data, it took years to get that much. We can't have that. While most of ONI disagrees its a waste of resources sending Spartans, while the rest of ONI and I disagree. I need someone to trust on this mission."
"Sir, I would have to ask the rest of my team."
"Gauntlet One, we need that outpost. We need you."
Halsey interrupted, "Why wasn't I informed of this?" Baku turned toward the doctor. "We tried. You just didn't check. James, you can go." James left the room, hearing Baku and Halsey argue.