Phoenix Logs/Multiplayer Maps/Highway

A remote transport route bisects the crystalline wilderness.

"I watched as my scattered recon team were swiftly picked off one by one by

the two Elite Ranger patrols. They must have been watching all along, waiting

for us to split up as we scouted the area for power nodes. The Elites had the

element of surprise, the numbers and the high ground.

My only advantage was that they hadn’t spotted me yet, but as soon as I took

a shot, they'd be able to pinpoint my position. I checked my ammo—six bullets

for four Elites. Our Pelican pick up wasn't scheduled for another hour, and I could

follow the Elite's movements from the glints of light bouncing off their carbines

as they reflected the crystals lining the platform. If I didn't act now, they'd have

me pinned.

I reprogrammed my spotter drone to patrol three points on the map and sent it

off. As soon as it broke cover, I engaged my cloaking technology and made for

the opposite direction. One of the Elites bellowed something and their carbine

rounds pinged off the Forerunner structures as they tried to shoot the drone.

While they were distracted I made a dash for the nearest teleporter and jumped

in. I was lucky, and I appeared above them at a blind spot. I aimed and fired.

Even before the Elite hit the ground I had already entered the teleporter and

back where I started.

By now, the Elites had figured out where my shot came from, taken cover and

were searching for me, but now I was behind them. I aimed and took out

another of them and they yelled in surprise. I ducked back into cover and

waited. My drone was now reaching the final point of its patrol and as it floated

past the spooked Elites, they overreacted and blasted it out of the sky.

Taking advantage of their panic, I fired off a wild shot to ricochet off some

crystals and jumped back through the teleporter as they swung round in the

direction of the ricochet. I was back above them again. They were shouting

something angrily at each other, and I saw one gesturing towards the

teleporter. I took another shot and one of the Elites fell back. The last Elite

finally spotted me, but it was too late. He didn't even get a chance to raise his

gun.

As I collected my team's tags, I checked my rifle. One bullet left. I figure I'll save it

for the next Elite."

Report pvt. G. R. Scott, sniper detail