Halo Lighting System First Strike Games - Manual (Page 332)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
1825 hours, September 13,2552 (revised date, Military
Calendar)\Aboard UNSC vessel Gettysburg, near
Covenant battle station Unyielding Hierophant.
The Master Chief and Blue Team stepped off the lift and onto
the bridge of the Gettysburg.
"Sir—" John started to salute Admiral Whitcomb, but neither
the Admiral nor Lieutenant Haverson was there.
The only two on the bridge were Sergeant Johnson, who stared
at the forward viewscreens, and Cortana, whose holographic fig-
ure burned bright blue and streamed with code symbols and
mathematics beyond John's comprehension.
Sergeant Johnson turned toward them. He looked the Spar-
tans over and frowned, noting that not all of them had returned.
"I'm not sure what that thing is." The Sergeant nodded to
view-screen one, centered on the Covenant
command-and-control station. "Don't look like any 'uneven
elephant' to me—more like two squid kissing. Whatever it is,
damned glad it's going to blow up. Nice job—almost as good as if
we sent in the Marines." One corner of his mouth quirked into a
smile.
"Where's the Admiral?" the Master Chief asked. "And Lieu-
tenant Haverson?"
The Sergeant's half smile vanished, and his eyes darkened. He
moved to Weapons Station One. "I'll show you. A Clarion spy
drone is nearly in position."
The center viewscreen fuzzed with static and then resolved to
show the Ascendant Justice moving out of the shadow of the
moon. The once formidable Covenant flagship was a wreck; its