Ooh-rah.

Dorian didn't so much as get to say his response to Anderson's rebuttal, and Lasko's "see you on the ground" speech, as the comms only turned-on after all the pods had sealed, resulting in only a mildly audible grunt that barely ebbed over the background-noise of the pods sealing.

As per normal procedure since 2549, the Cruiser also jettisoned flotsam, equipment-pods, and other debris to assist in their HEV's penetrating the enemy planet's defenses, making it difficult for rapid reaction forces to target any single trooper and ensuring a fair amount of ordnance on the ground. Still, he could see a large fraction of pods go off course or break-up, while others had picked unpleasant landing-zones. Pella's pod, managed to get deflected by a tree, and sent skidding across the Martian landscape, plowing through several grunts and a jackal. Learning to use your pod like a manned-godrod was always a bit of a rush.

From then, he waited until the sole surviving grunt had crawled on top to inspect the wreckage, and only then did he eject the hatch. Along with the grunt. Any cripples still lingering in the pods wake were then stabbed with a combat-knife, because it made them twitch a bit longer.

"All clear at Pella's can."

Jennifer left the breifing room, she was annoyed all that could have been relayed on the way down by the AI. Spring Island reminded Jennifer of her former AI partner of eight years, Zelina wasn't quite as chipper though. Jennifer had known Zelina was rampant for at least six months when ONI terminated Zelina, Jennifer and Zelina both wanted to find out if the theoretical fourth stage of rampancy was real. Zelina wanted to find out cause it could mean her own survival. Jennifer wanted to find out because it would mean her only friend in decades would stay around for longer, but it was not meant to be. Jennifer strapped herself into her Single Occupant Exoatmospheric Insertion Vehicle and dropped.

Once on the ground she ejected the hatch. She stripped the pod of all the supplies and ammo. "Watters on the ground."

Anders guided his pod calmly, there was a lot of plasma and he didn't like it. He guessed it was maybe the second kind of crawling on the ground. The bad kind. His pod crashed through the roof of some kind of office building, and probably another floor or two before stopping. The hatch ejected, crashing into a wall a meter away. Anders jumped out activated his VISR and reached for his rifle. He moved to a window, looking outside. He saw a pod race through the sky, landing behind a few buildings a few streets away to the north. He opened his comms, "Anders here, safe on the ground.". He made his way outside and started to move north. So far, no covies spotted. Maybe it wasn't the bad kind of crawling.

Groaning Lasko awakened, his pod landing face up in the strret he heard his squad reporting in as he pulled himself groaning as he checked the area. Slowly climbing out of his pod he pulled his assault rifle and sub-machine gun out pistol clipped to his side as he checked his VISR systems map, no covenant in the nearby area if the superintendent was to be believed. Swapping back he enable the low light filter, the dark, cluttered streets could be seen clearly now. Spring spoke, this time slightly less cheerful ."Captain, setting way point, we are very far of course at least two kilometers from the RV point. Please remember to grab my chip and insert me into your data-pad, I would hate to left here all alone."

Sam moved back ejecting Spring Islands AI chip and sliding it into his data-pad and placing the pad in his ammo pouch. He opened a channel to his team. "Alright squad, Spring set us a RV point, it's a UNSC weapons testing lab, I'm way off course however so I'm going try to and secure means to get there, you lot just be there, watch yourselves and check your maps the Superintendent is identifying Covenant patrols as red marks." He spotted a phantom over head deciding his best bet was to get out of the streets and into the buildings he slipped in to a nearby office building via a unlocked door and began to work out a route to the way point.

Jennifer used the grenades in her Single Occupant Exoatmospheric Insertion Vehicle to destroy it. She called up a map of the local area on her UGPS. She linked the UGPS's data to her TACPAD, she then made some brief calculations. She was becoming frustrated with the results, after factoring in the ODST armor being inferior to MJOLNIR armor she was beginning to really hate ODST armor and this mission. She had half a mind to make a quick stop to Misriah Armory's factory where they produced the Security variant of the MJOLNIR Mark V or to Acheron Security's factory where they produced the HAZOP variant of the MJOLNIR Mark V, both would be worse than her Mark VI but a vast improvement over the ODST armor. The other half of her mind told her it was a bad idea, because ONI said she was supposed to be a regular ODST not a Spart for this mission and regular ODST don't wear MJOLNIR.

She eventually settled upon a route that got her there with the greatest chance of survival with a fairly quick time. She headed towards a building and began heading straight up to the top.

Anders stopped as he got the RV point. Not very far away. He paused before turning. Whoever was in the pod a few streets away would be alone for now. He moved back the way he had come, to the south, towards the RV point. He opened the map, seeing a patrol heading his way. He moved back into the office building he had landed in, setting up in a window. If anyone came down from the north and combat broke out with the incoming patrol, he would be able to support whoever it was. If not, well, he could simply let the patrol pass. A brute followed by three grunts entered the parking lot from the south. He held his fire, not bothering to aim at anyone yet.