Halo Lighting System First Strike Games - Manual (Page 126)

122 HALO: FIRST STRIKE 5
They walked in silence for a moment past a display of cap- Z
tured insurgent flags that had been mounted under glass along
the curved concrete wall. Most were emblazoned with an array
of gaudy insignia—family crests, bloodied dragons, and scorched
crossed swords. They continued past these remnants of a rebel- Z
lion the UNSC no longer had to worry about. 5
"Doctor Halsey?" Fred said. "Permission to speak freely?" ■
"Granted," she said. "I don't stand on ceremony, particularly S
given the circumstances. Speak your mind."
"Ma'am, something isn't normal about this Covenant inva-
sion," Fred told her. "They've won, but they aren't glassing the
planet. At least not completely—as near as I can determine,
they've only hit the poles and a portion of the lower latitudes."
"And they had digging equipment in position over this fa-
cility," Kelly added.
"Curious," Dr. Halsey said. "They've never taken an interest
in any human or human technologies—" She halted at a large
metal iris, big enough to drive a Warthog through, and set her
hand on a palm scanner. "The medical wing," she explained. She
spoke into the nearby microphone: " 'I shall do no harm.' " The
door opened for them.
High-intensity lights flickered on in the large room beyond.
There were a dozen medical diagnosis tables and a row of dis-
plays along the far wall. The lime-colored floor was brightly
polished and sterile. The walls glowed with a faint pink lumines-
cence. Seven doors led to adjacent offices and surgical bays with
windows looking out into this central room.
"Kalmiya?" she said. "Status?"
"Yes, Doctor," replied the disembodied voice of her personal
AI, her replacement for Cortana. "I have prepared the Spartans'
personal medical files and sent runners to fetch stocks of blood
plasma and other medical supplies from cold storage, as well as
tools to assist in the removal of their MJOLNIR armor."
The doors to the tiny service elevator at the far end of the fa-
cility opened, and a robotic rover rolled out, its telescopic arms
holding piles of liquid-filled bags. Rows of tools were neatly
lined up across the rover's top tray.
"Very good," Dr. Halsey said. "Continue to track seismic ac-