Halo 4: Spartan Ops Characters นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Speak to my mate with respect or I'll rip out your tongue." "Timothy," Elena warns. "We need him to be able to talk." Timothy releases Connor reluctantly. "Insult her again and truth serum won't save you." Connor coughs but stays silent. Smart choice. "How do we identify the other operatives?" Elena asks. "The ones assigned to the kidnapping team?" "Don't know their real names," Connor admits. "Just code names. Raven, Hawk, Fox, Bear, Snake. We only met twice, Dmitri kept us compartmentalized."

Manslayer 120, 8th in the Twelve Descendants. • Yuan Laurent. Code Name: Kite. Manslayer 115, 9th in the Twelve Descendants. • Lamia Hale. Code Name: Sirius. Manslayer 114, 10th in the Twelve Descendants. • Atticus Hart. Code Name: Rhodes. Manslayer 111, 11th in the Twelve Descendants. • Taquila Sinclair Maven. Code Name: Sin. Manslayer 119, 12th in the Twelve Descendants. • Sage Hunter Fuevo. Code Name: Shun. Member of the legion, Vyel's accomplice. Develops an obsessive love towards Eliora.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.

[A soldier went to Captain Rian informing them] “Captain Rian, I am Scott, a Cannon Operator, the Psychopaths seemed to be dispersing and starting to retreat.” Scott informed her. [Scott is a Cannon Operator from the Defence Division. He is a tall, white-skinned, white haired teenager, he has tattoos around his neck and big earspools that made large holes on his ears.] “Good work on observing the situation Scott.” Praised by Captain Rian. [Scott smiled, bowed towards them and start walking away]

the alpha asks, attempting to sound angry, but was obviously covering up fear. “I apologize, alpha. My name is Delta Xander Hawthorne. I’m from the Artemis Pack and have come at the behest of Alpha Zak Loup.” At that, the entire regiment from Mathias tenses and becomes more alert. Nearly all of their faces instantly turn into grimaces of disgust. Nearly all of them. All but one. Before leaving, Arya had shown me a memory of Isaac, just in case we ran into him. And there heis. His face awash with elation and fear.

a voice boomed, echoing off the high ceilings. Leo turned. The circle was small, but the tension was enough to crack the glass. On one side sat Captain Kael, his armor stripped of its Syndicate insignia, representing the four hundred Peacekeepers who had defected. Opposite him was Jax, a scarred leader from the Sector 7 "Tunnel-Rats," representing the thousands of scavengers and laborers who still didn't trust anyone in a uniform. Between them sat Sophia, her eyes fixed on the holographic map, and Elena, who stood behind Leo like a silent, silver shadow.

Through his sniper scope, Ren saw something that made the blood freeze in his veins. The rear doors of the second APC hadn't closed properly. As the vehicle turned, the doors slid open by a few inches. Standing inside the troop bay wasn't a squad of bored, coffee-drinking Blackwatch guards. It was a Seraphim. In the real world, the Admin's ultimate anti-virus programs didn't look like fifty-foot-tall golden angels. They were Inquisitors—elite, cybernetically enhanced human operatives who answered directly to the Admin AI. They wore sleek, seamless white armor that contrasted sharply with the Blackwatch black. They didn't carry kinetic rifles; they carried heavy plasma lances.

I threw myself from the command center balcony, using a localized Gravity-Bypass to slow my descent as I soared toward the glassy crater where Xander lay. [SYSTEM_LOG: EMERGENCY_RECOVERY_PHASE_INITIATED] [CORE_TEMP: COOLING] [HEARTBEAT_DETECTED: IRREGULAR_CADENCE] I hit the ground running, my boots skidding on the obsidian surface of the crater. The Alliance soldiers around me were nothing but empty husks, their "Sync-Suits" flickering with a dull, grey light as the "Cloud" connection died. They weren't dead, but their minds had been Uninstalled.

Lance aka Doc doctor for club. Ezra aka Patch EMT for club. Victor Aka Navy best at boats watercraft. Warren Aka Chopper best at air craft. Anthony Aka Edge best at knives. Jaime aka Data best at tech/ IT. Walter aka Hacker tech geek. Corey aka Jammer tech geek. Joel aka Gamer best at games planning attacks.

He could no longer wait to finish this so he could finally confront his father. Giovanni's special team consisted of five men—Leon, his highly trained sniper and intel specialist, and The Four: Amir, Dalziel, Brax, and Fakhry, known by the callsign Fulgoso. All former military, all handpicked by him. They were the kind of men he only called when the situation demanded high-level skills. "I've got visual, Boss," Leon murmured through comms, binoculars fixed on the sprawl below. Benedicto's remnants had holed up in an old junkyard, its rusting towers of scrap metal forming a fortress of decay. Intel Leon had gathered from intercepted chatter suggested Benedicto himself would be arriving to reg