"DAMN YOU!!" Mike yelled as he tackled an Elite, surprising it and blasting a few holes in its unprotected head with his battle rifle. He was lucky enough that it hadn't noticed him or else he would have been dead. He took out his shotgun and took cover, ready to take out the rest in a second.

Chris ran in from the chaos of the hangar, breathlessly kicking over a steel table and yelling over the gunfire
Sir! I checked the ship's status on the hangar console, they're soudning for total evacuation and the bridge is emptying, he's probably with the captain!

OOC: I hate to be patronizing and a purist, but the Master Chief never boarded a Pelican while on the POA during the Covenant attack. He did board a lifeboat, but that was when almost every marine and crewmember had evacuated the ship. Anyway...

BIC: Billy dove behind a tabe as needles bounced off of it, then he came up, shotgun locked and loaded.

"Today on the menu is a serving of pain, with a side dish of blood loss!" he yelled as he felled an Elite with a shotgun blast, then took out a horde of grunts with one of his frag genades.

OOC: All right, at this point, the Master Chief would probably be just leaving the bridge.

Joel ran to the ckithen with the others. Joel got behin a table and once again took his time aiming. Joel now only had one clip left which he wanted to save for later so he just stayed behid the table and hit anything that tried to get closer with the handle of his sniper rifle.

Jimmy fired the last few round in his MA5B into one of the Elites, killing it outright. He cursed and slung the assult rifle over his shoulder and quickly dispensed of a grunt with his pistol before ducking behind the table as needler rounds pattered against the cold steel surface. "Sir, would all the dropships be gone by now? I was just thinking that if that's the case, we should probably be heading for the lifeboats"

Jimmy watched as a grunt lept over the table "oh you ugly little bastard" He quickly brought his pistol down on the grunt's head cracking its skull open causing blue blood to ooze from the re-breather over its mouth

Joel saw a grunt jumping on him and quickly disposed of it with his knife after hitting it with the handle of his rifle.

Thank God for buckshot, Paul thought as he capped multiple Grunts with one shot from the shotgun.

"Sir shouldn't we trie to get to the lifeboats?" Joel yelled. He had grown tired of taking out enemies with his knife besides his rifle or pistol.

"God damn it men! I'm the CO, and I make the decisions! All you yellow bellies fire your weapons!" That when he noticed one keeping his ammo to himself. "Do you have a seein' problem!?" He was about to say defend himself, but Markez cut him off, "Remind me to kill you later. You have no reason to hold back you sympathizer to the enemy! I wou;dn't be surprised to see blue blood in your body!"

"Hey look! A Mk. V!" Markez popped his head out from the table, "Master Chief sir! We're in a mess! We could use your help."

"You got it..." His deep voice came through the fire, like an angel on the battlefield. "I got you covered. Get to a lifeboat."

"You heard the Master Chief! Everyone to a Lifeboat! If you get the chance, get to the armory and relod your weapons! Move you yellow bellies!!" And he started making his run for a lifepod.