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Things... they were looking grim in the UNSC. Nobody could save them though. Betrayals were happening in the UNSC.

"Baal, cover out exit route. Mephisto, give covering fire. Archangel, take out that heavy artillery! Diablo, on me! Desperado out!". This iron clad ODST(Orbital Drop Shock Trooper), or Helljumper, code-named Desperado, stood tall on the battlefield. His squad, which was not known by any except Section 3, ONII, and the SPARTAN-II's, moved into position. Baal was their support and medic. Mephisto, the sniper. Archangel, they're heavy weapon soldier. Diablo, the rifleman. Desperado, the leader of Team Nobody.

The SPARTAN stood between Diablo and Desperado, who gave an approving nod to him. The SPARTAN sprinted to the nearest Warthog, turning it over and laying the dead Marine bodies within it on the jungle floor. Diablo leaped onto the turret, as Desperado landed on the top of the Warthog, sliding into the passenger seat and firing a burst shot at an oncoming Elite, dropping it instantly. The SPARTAN hit the gas as sniper rounds from Mephisto landed into oncoming Jackals, Grunts, Elites, and the occasional Hunter. The Warthogs tires began to squeal as the SPARTAN hit the breaks and barely slid through two Wraiths, who immediately exploded. "Desperado, Lotus Anti-Tank mines detonated, your clear the rest of the way. We're pulling up your rear, found a Mongoose and Ferret, Archangel out!"

Desperado looked over at the SPARTAN, who held his right hand out to Desperado, 3 pairs of dog tags lay in them. Desperado nodded, taking them and slipping them in his vest. The SPARTAN opened up a Private COM channel with Desperado, and they spoke, "So, Desperado, what is our plan?" he said coldly.
"Well, what was your original objective?"
"I was to lead a battalion of Marines, and take back what used to be New York City on Earth. Then, after eradication of Covenant, we have to move from what used to be New York City, to what used to be San Francisco. Then we go to Sydney, Australia and get off of planetside. I have one problem though, they didn't send me a battalion, they just sent me you guys."
"Sorry we didn't meet your standards son, now drive."
The SPARTAN looked at Desperado quizically, then turned and continued to drive, Diablo was quiet, firing off round after round from the Warhog's 12.7mm three-barreled machine-gun, dropping Grunts, Jackals, and Elites alike. Archangel and Mephisto came up on their left, pushing the Mongoose to it's limits, the same for Baal on the Ferret on the right. They were approaching their destination quickly. Skyscrapers grew larger in the distance.

They began to enter the city, but for some reason, the SPARTAN stopped the Warthog, and began going back the way the came, Team Nobody followed. Desperado was the first to speak.
"Sir, what are you doing? This does not comply with our mission directives. We are to clear New York City of all Covenant units, no?". The SPARTAN shook his head and spoke slowly, opening up a new channel, speaking to the entire group, "Seems we've hit a snag. We've been told to cancel all objectives and return to where we were started, and help and guide all Marine personnel in a three-mile radius of ourselvesto our new extraction point, and get the hell out of here. And we got a call from those ONI bastards, says they had something for your team as well Captain."
"You don't say eh? Could be anything knowing those bastards, never did like em', hidin' in the shadows and all."
"Alright, checking for FOF tags in this area. Might take a bit with this distance."
"Time is of no problem for Nobody. Mephisto, get high and spot anything that is not within radius of the SPARTAN's sensors. Archangel, Baal, do what you can and get everyone possible to the LZ of the Pelicans. Diablo and I will foot it out."
He got acknowledgements from all of his team, and they moved out. He got one rebuttal though, from the SPARTAN. "Captain, I'm afraid I can't allow you and Diablo there to foot it out, you two take the Warthog, you can fit at least six other Marines in here when I'm done."
Desperado arched an eyebrow behind his helmet, chuckling, because he think he knew what the SPARTAN was up to.

Desperado grinned behind his helmet as the Spartan ripped off the three-barrelled turret from it's base on the Warthog, and hefted it on his shoulder.
"Six extra you say? I say seven sir!" Diablo remarked, getting in the passenger seat. Desperado nodded, clicking into his COM, "Archangel, Baal, I want you to round up triple the soldier's we do seperate, on the double!". Desperado laughed, knowing that they would do even better, and watched the Spartan march off through the forage, like a machine programmed for death. Gripping the side of the 'Hog, Desperado hopped in, turning the ignition, shifting into reverse, and accelerating the 'Hog backwards, then stopped, shifting again into a forward gear, then did a 180 degree turn, rushing the 'Hog forward and crushed every sapling, bush and any obstacle in his way, heading towards the first open area where he might find his comrades.