Drones flew through the building over the fissure as I hopped up it. I burned them p and out, them felling to flame. They kept coming and dying, none escaped scorched, they all burned.
A elite ranger with plasma guns shot from the sky at my back, flaring my shield. I maneuvered into the scourged building for defense, covering myself with urban walls,
I walked backwards, flame-thrower pointed at the open rubbled enclave, turned into a hallway, got to some more halls and passages. A golden elite ranger with two red elite zealots lurked my way.
bBoth reds fired their plasma repeaters, the golden fired its carbine.
I took refuge a few steps behind next to the wall turneval, fireing my flame-thrower to sear awhatever was visible between us.
The walls crumbled to the shots, and inflamed to mine. I saw on my Radar the ranger with the two plasma guns found my position. I swiftly turned and threw the weapon at them. It hit them hard before they fired the guns. I unmagnetized my smg shooting their openings, gashing its head full of bullets. It fell what was left of themself.
I bent low, crouched around, and dove-rolled into the infernal behind me, raising to shoot at a knee position. The golden elite took shield damage, breaking under concussion fire having tried to get closer. The fire blew open it's chest, felling them. 
A red lurched through the inferno moments next with an energy sword.
I rose to kick their pelvis armor as it stumbled over their ranger, flailing angsted. I pushed into their region, under their arms, catching them to brace back their reach.
Skull bashing them with my helmet.
Then kicking them again.
I sidestepped the edge of their sword, to spin kick their throat or head next. Dropiing the smg into my left hand to fire it at the alien.
Seeing a plasma grenade on the floor I ignited it before throwing it down the burning passage.

I went to my flame-thrower. Making my VISR arclight the area. I had better area to walk through the flames, seeing all the elites dead.

I made my way down that hall, grabbing the sword and some plasma grenades.

Found an opening of rubble at a stairway up. I ventured out. A Spartan in Green Centurion Armor was out there sitting on top of a pile of dead elite ultras.
My Radar began having GREEN DOts.
I said to the Spartan "Yo can leave, the Polish Providence is secured."
"That's my Armor-" They wanted to say but I intercepted "It's Mercenary not Federal. Heed my say, please, and leave accordingly to my mercy-nary obligation."
"I have a Name, and it's Katelyn. You're using my language as Liberty, I'm going to thus join you."
I shot flames at Her 50FT away.