Halo Lighting System First Strike Games User Manual

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HALO: FIRST STRIKE

But to operate as if nothing were different would be even more

foolish.

She sent a blocking countersignal along the connection where

this "other" was trying to contact her.

The portion of her consciousness examining the ship's struc-

ture discovered that the bridge had another access point. Stupid.

She should have seen it immediately, but this other entrance had

been filed under the schematics as an emergency system. It was a

tiny corridor that connected to a set of escape pods. That route

shared a vent with an engineering passage.

"Chief, there's another way to the bridge."

"Affirmative. Wait one." There was a burst of gunfire on the

COM, then silence. "Go ahead, Cortana."

"Uploading the route now," she said. "I do not believe you can

fit through this new passage in your armor. I suggest you split

your team and proceed along both routes to maximize your

chances of egress onto the bridge."

"Understood," the Chief said. "Polaski and Haverson with me.

Johnson and Locklear, you take the escape pod route."

She continued to track both teams and the relative positions of

the Covenant parties. She replicated additional ghost signals to

confuse the enemy.

Cortana picked up increasing communications bandwidth be-

tween the flagship and the cruisers. Reports of the invaders—a

call for help—a warning to be relayed to the home world. There

were references to the "holy one," and those messages had what

she considered amusing attempts at encryption to keep them se-

cret. Curious, she had to investigate what the Covenant thought

important enough to hide.

As she decrypted those messages and others cross-referenced

and filed in their COM archives, she detected an energy spike on

the flagship's lateral sensors. One cruiser off to starboard moved

farther away; it turned, its engines glowed, the black around it

rippled electric blue. The Covenant ship sped forward, tore the

night, and vanished into Slipspace.

Cortana noted their departure vector for future reference. . . a

possible clue at the location of their home world.

It was puzzling that the Covenant would call for help. Their

warriors were intensely proud; they almost never ran from a

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