Camp Hathcock, Reach

[Lt. Hutchinson]

This is a primary training facility and duty station for UNSC Marines.

[Lt. Hutchinson]

Weapons Training:

120 Marines are lined up on the firing line, firing various weapons from the MA5B to the M41 Rocket Launcher.

"Keep your heads down!!! Don't close your eyes!!!"

*thousands of rounds streak torward their targets*

"Those targets are ugly, half-brained, squid-faced bastards. Do you really want to miss?"

"No, Sir!!!"

"Then start hitting them!!!"

[Lt. Hutchinson]

Combat Training:

*Begins with a three-mile run*

"On the bounce!!! MOVE!!! If you don't make it to the LZ in time, you will get left behind!!!"

*finishes at Fairchild Field, where a few pelicans are waiting*

"Pile in!!! Pilots, hit it!!!"

*the Pelicans break for low-orbit and prepare for an assault landing, a few minutes later they reenter*

"We're coming up to the LZ."
"Gear up!!! No slacking, as soon as those doors drop, open hell on the field."
"Sir, yes, SIR!!!"

*the Pelicans touch down and unload 120 very well armed, very well trained Marines*

*the LZ erupts into fire as the Marines clear a safe zone*

"Dig some fighting positions, and set up the instacrete defenses. Give me six overlapping fire sectors."
"Right away, sir."
"When you finish, hunker down and wait for the rest of your training to arrive."

*A few hours later, a platoon of ODST's open fire with stun rounds on the dug-in Marines. Smoke and fire fill the battlefield.*

"Keep your heads down!!!"

*a few minutes later, the attack is repelled. casualties are tallied... 102nd Rifle Co. emerges victorious*

[Lt. Hutchinson]

Close Quarters Combat:

"Your enemy comes in many different shapes and sizes. From the small and relatively non-threatening Grunt, to the big, tall, ugly, squid-faced Elites. You will learn how to fight against these foes unarmed, just hope you never have to."

*I pull out a knife*

"This is your last line of defense against the Covenant. Use it wisely.... They are heavily armored, but their major arteries of the neck, legs, and arms are unprotected. These are your targets. You will drill until you can consistently score hits. Remember, never aim for the heart, it is a stury muscle and probably protected."

*the Marines stand as one and each recive a knife*

"Pair off."

*the Marines find partners*

"Now, the first thing you want to do, is disarm them or disable their main fighting limb. Afterward, you will control their center of gravity, against Elites this is very tough but it can be done. You will then attempt to sever a main artery, keep control of their center of gravity, AN DO NOT LET GO!!! Now drill with you partner."

*the Marines begin drilling*

[Cpl. Loony]

*Several HEVs enter the atmosphere and crash to the ground, Several Black Clad figures Emermge from the pods*

"Corpral!"

"Yes Sgt. Martinez."

"Take 2nd squad up to the ridge and digg in you are our eyes."

"Afermative...2nd squad move out!"

*The ODSTs of 2nd squad move out*

[Cpl. Loony]

*2nd squad reachs the top of the Ridge and begin to dig in*

"Frunz i want that GPMG set up now."

"Right Loony..."

"Lund find a place and park it I want you watching that field."

"Copy that."

"Shepard....Set up the radio i want to be patched in to Sgt. Martinez. ASAP."

"Rodger."

[Cpl. Loony]

"Shepard in form Sgt. Martinez that we are in position."

"Yes, Sir."
*A few minutes later*
"Corpral the Sarge says that there gonna be sending a platoon of Marines up for support."

[Lt. Hutchinson]

*I call on the radio*

"So, you want our help? Fine by me, but if I get any of that Helljumper attitude, I'm busting your asses. Marines, move out."

*The Marines begin a lazy shuffle to the ODST position*

[Cpl. Loony]

*Answers Hutchinsons Radio message*
"Lt. my boys will only give your boys lip if its necisary."
*Looks to squad*
"The Marines coming up dont want any lip, so ablidge them other wise this'll be a long training op."
*The ODSTs grumble to them selfs*
"Stow that belly aching."

[Lt. Hutchinson]

"If my Marines get any lip, every ODST from here to hell and back will get a fat one... Let's move!!!"

*The Marines load up on Pelicans and head to the ODST's position*

[Cpl. Loony]

"Frunz pop smoke the Marines are in bound mark an LZ."

"Rodger that."
*Frunz pops smoke and then moves back to to his machine gun*

*I move up and wait for the Lt. to arive.*

[Lt. Hutchinson]

"I see smoke."
"Good, circle around and land us 500 meters SW, we'll hump the rest of the way."

*the Pelicans circle around and land 500 meters SW, near a small stream*

"Everybody out. GO GO GO!!!"

*the Marines unload and begin marching the 600 meters to the ODST position*

[Cpl. Loony]

*Lund opens a com with me*
"Sir the Marines are 400meters out."
"Rodger."

[Lt. Hutchinson]

"How far, Corporal?"
"400 meters, sir."

[Cpl. Loony]

*Watchs the Marines arive, walks up to the Lt.*
"Sir, Im Corpral Loonstyn...my friends call me Loony for short. My men and I are at your servace,Sir."