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A pilot managed one hell of a landing.
Ah.
Almost got it.
Aura.
Best thing I've seen all day.
Brutes man must be where they eat.
But he didn't survive the crash.
But we're gonna lose a lot more birds.
Check your fire. It's the chief.
Chief and the arbiter make a pretty good team.
Clean those bugs out good Sir.
Clear. Check the wounded.
Come on.
Commander, Keys can't land until we clear those rates.
Cover the chief.
Damn tank will kill us all if we let it.
Do not stop firing.
Don't know, but I watched those doors.
Down for the count.
Even if you're dead.
Flack hit us out of nowhere, Sir.
Flush them out, Sir.
Follow me, Sir.
Going up, Sir, we got the exit.
Got a phantom to the South?
Grand St no slouches, either.
Head on up, Sir. Sergeant Johnson's waiting.
Here comes another phantom.
I guess that's you.
It gets inside you choose you up.
It's like they don't even see us.
Laura.
Let's do this.
Let's find that LZ, Sir.
Let's get those racer. Come on.
Look coming out of the vents.
Maybe the brutes put something in their tanks.
More of them coming, right?
Mount up rockets in back.
Nailed that, phantom.
Need you to step aside, Sir. Can't lower the Pelican. So you do.
Not Kansas.
Now The Phantoms chin gun.
Ohh Hell's no.
One more race up on the Ridge.
Orah, the LZ's clear.
Our orders were the whole tear until we got some support.
Pelicans are inbound with heavy weapons.
Pelicans can't launch till the hangar's clear.
Pelicans coming in.
Roger that. He's mine.
Sergeant Johnson's waiting for you upstairs.
Sergeant, come on.
Sir, move. We need to lower the bird.
Sir, take the gas hog now, that Wraith.
Sir, we have our orders. Let's roll.
Sir. Recon spotted covenant armor ahead.
Sure, after I got it started.
Take down at Shields before you close.
That's the Sergeant.
The mom looks a little like that thing on the new Mombasa.
There it goes.
They've got power armor, chief.
Though I stuck tight.
Thought those last ones had us?
Use the torrid chief.
Wake those bastards off the deck.
We got him on the run.
We got reinforcements, Marines.
We gotta move fast and punch hard.
We need to hold that until they arrive.
We need your help to shore up our defenses.
We spotted race in the next leg bed, Sir.
We want to kill those race.
We'll nail them with the 50.
We're down to our last mag, Sir.
Well, he saved our asses. That's gotta count for something.
Well, I can't see him.
What are you doing?
What the hell are these things, Sergeant?
Why would they do this?
Will flank chief go right at?
Wonder if anyone knows we're down here.
You see any racer, take them out.
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