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Level Five, Assault On The Control Room.
Grunt: Aiie! Aaaahhh!
Foe Hammer: This is as far as I can go!
Cortana: Roger! We'll be able to find our way to the Control Room from here.
Foe Hammer: Good luck! Foe Hammer out.
Cortana: The Covenant presence is stronger here than I anticipated. They seem to have the entire reigon secure. Interesting. The weather patterns here are natural, not artificial. I wonder if the rings weather systems are malfunctioning. Or unless the designers wanted to installation to have inclimate weather.
Johnson: This is Fire Team Zulu requesting immediate assistance from ANY UNSC forces, does anyone copy? Over.
Cortana: I didn't think there were any human forces left on this part of the ring. Cortana to Fire Team Zulu, I read you, five by five. Fire Team Zulu, this is Cortana, hold position, we're on our way.
Johnson: Roger that! Make it quick!
Marine: Master Chief, sir! Welcome to the party! This area's clear. They were tough, but they weren't counting on the biggest squad of marine badasses in the corps! Okay, the area's secure! Let's call a dropship and get the hell out of here!
Johnson: Stow it, marine! It's time to pay the Chief back for pulling your sorry tails out of the fire!
Marine: Damn! They got armor support! Watch out for those tanks!
Cortana: The Covenant placed their tanks to defend the entrance to that tunnel.
Marine: More Covenant!/More Covenant spotted! Man, these guys are like cockraoches!
Cortana: I thought the Covenant had eliminated all the marine forces in this area.
Marine: Quiet! Anybody else hear that? Oh man, Covenant dropship inbound, take cover! The Covenant are dropping in behind us! We're trapped! The Covenant are dug in above these rocks, we can't get in!
Cortana: Marines, hold your position, we'll deal with those guns.
Marine: I'm in no hurry for a heroic charge on those guns, Cortana. Holding position.
Cortana: Master Chief, we should scale the ridge, and get below those stationary guns. Cortana to Fire Team Zulu. I've sent a distress signal tagged with your current location.
Marine: Roger that. Assemble for evac. Fire Team Zulu out.
Cortana: The Covenant resistance is strong here, we must he near the Control Center. Analyzing. This must be the Control room. Subtle. The Entrence to the Control Room should be at the top of that pyramid structure. Bring me up there and I should be able to get us inside. Analyzing. Covenant forces in the vicinity have been eliminated. Let's move on to Halo's Control Room. This is it. Halo's Control room. That terminal, try there.
Chief: You all right?
Cortana: Never been better! You can't imagine the wealth of information. So much, so fast! It's glorious!
Chief: So... what kind of weapon is it?
Cortana: What are you talking about?
Chief: Let's stay focused. Halo. How do we use it against the Covenant?
Cortana: This ring isn't a cudjile, you barbarian, it's something else. Something much more important. The Covenant were right. This ring, it's Forerunner. Give me a second to access. Yes, the Forerunner built this place, what they called a Fortress World, in order to... Wait! No, that can't be. Oh, those Covenant fools! They must have known, there must have been signs!
Chief: Slow down! You're losing me!
Cortana: The Covenant found something buried in this ring, something horrible, and now, they're scared.
Chief: Something buried? Wha--
Cortana: The Captain, we've got to stop the Captain!
Chief: Keyes?! Wha--
Cortana: The weapons cache he's looking for, it's not, we can't let him get inside!
Chief: I don't understa--
Cortana: There's no time! Get out of here, find Keyes, stop him! Before it's too late!