Halo Lighting System First Strike Games - Manual (Page 140)

136 HALO: FIRST STRIKE
"I've lost targets on motion sensors," Vinh whispered over the
COM. "They were close, too."
"Kelly, watch for camouflaged Elites."
"Affirmative," she said. She scanned the room, moved to a
cabinet, and grabbed a tin can marked TALC .
"Let's move," Fred ordered. "Kalmiya, kill the lights in the
base. Hand signals only—I want radio silence."
Four blue acknowledgment lights winked on.
The faint light filtering in from the outer hall died.
Kelly slid into the hallway and melted into the shadows. Vinh
followed, then Fred and Isaac. Will trailed behind, moving
slower because of the care he took to remain quiet with the gear.
Dr. Halsey tapped her data pad, and a map uploaded onto Fred's
heads-up display, a path traced through corridors and a NAV
marker designated an elevator shaft. That was their objective.
The Spartans winked on their acknowledgment lights, con-
firming the route.
They crept forward, smooth and silent—oil sliding over oil—
until Kelly halted ten meters before a five-way intersection. The
Spartans froze and waited. She crouched, set the can of talc on
the floor, and then stood with her knees bent.
She waited another heartbeat, then gave a slight shake of her
head from side to side—their signal for trouble ahead.
Vinh moved next to Fred's flank, and Fred set Dr. Halsey
down and stood in front of her. Will crouched next to the doctor
to provide cover with his own body if needed.
Isaac remained on their six.
Kelly kicked the can. It tumbled end over end through the air,
and as it entered the intersection Kelly squeezed off a single
shot. The flash of light from the muzzle illuminated the passage
just long enough for them to see the can explode and a cloud of
white dust mushroom into the hallways.
Their motion detectors flickered, and four targets resolved on
their displays. Image enhancement showed the wavering out-
lines of four Covenant Elites—their light-bending camouflage
fluttering and overloading as the talc powder coated them.
Kelly open fire with both pistols. The Elite closest dropped as
three slugs pounded through its shields, and a round caught it in