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- There was motion behind the Elite; Sergeant Johnson and Locklear still struggled to get their hatch open more than a crack.
- "Sergeant-prepare to fire."
- "Ready, Master Chief!" the Sergeant cried from the other side of the hatch. The Chief tightened his grip on the Elite's sword arm, shoved his forearm into the alien's throat and drove it backward, across the bridge. He slammed the creature into the partially opened hatch. The energy blade cut into the Master Chief's armor, boiling through the alloy that protected his upper arm. "Sergeant, now! Fire!" Gunfire exploded from the hatch, oddly muffled because the rounds impacted directly into the Elite's back.
- The alien snarled and contorted, but it held on to the Master Chief. The alien warrior sawed the blade deeper, cutting through the tough crystalline layers of the MJOLNIR armor. Hydrostatic gel oozed from the wound. . . mixed with the Chief's blood.
- "Keep. Shooting." A bullet hole appeared through the Elite's broken chestplate bits of shattered armor and torn flesh spattered over the Chief.
- The Master Chief slammed the Elite into the bulkhead, and a control panel behind the alien sparked. The door to the escape corridor hissed open, and the creature reeled back. The alien was off balance, and the Chief finally had leverage.
- He bulled the Elite backward and hammered its arm into the wall. The alien metal rang like a gong, and the Elite dropped its energy sword.
- The blade guttered and went dark as its fail-safes
- permanently disabled the weapon. The Chief forced the alien back, step by step. The deck was slippery with blood. Finally he twisted the Elite to the right and launched a powerful open-handed strike into the alien's wounded chest. The Elite howled in pain and flew back, through the open hatch of an escape pod. "Get off this ship," the Chief said. He hit a control stud and the hatch slammed shut. There was a sharp, metallic bang as the locking clamps released. The pod screamed away from the hull.
- The Chief exhaled. Sweat dripped in his eyes, momentarily blurring his vision.-Chpt.8 pgs.95-96
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