Halo: Ghosts of Onyx (Halo, Book 4)

Halo: Ghosts of Onyx (Halo, Book 4)

Eric Nylund

Language: English

Pages: 332

ISBN: 2:00214461

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Spartan-II program has gone public. Tales of super-soldiers fending off thousands of Covenant attacks have become the stuff of legend.
But just how many Spartans are left?

While the Master Chief defends a besieged Earth, and the myriad factions of the Covenant continue their crusade to eliminate humanity, an ultrasecret cell of the Office of Naval Intelligence known as “Section Three” devises a plan to buy the UNSC vital time. They’re going to need hundreds of willing soldiers, though . . . and one more Spartan to get the job done.

The planet Onyx is virtually abandoned and the perfect place to set this new plan in motion. But when the Master Chief destroys Halo, something is triggered deep within Onyx: Ancient Forerunner technology stirs, and fleets of UNSC and Covenant race to claim it to change the course of the Human-Covenant War.

But this reawakened and ancient force may have plans of its own . . .

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operations in Section Three, in charge of every field operation save Dr. Halsey’s SPARTAN-II program. He sat on Ackerson’s right, glanced at the water, and scowled. He withdrew a gold flask and un-stoppered it. The odor of cheap whiskey immediately assailed Ackerson. Next was Captain Gibson. The man moved like a panther with the low lopping strides indicative of time recently spent in microgravity. He was the field officer in charge of Section Three Black Ops, the hands-on wet-work counterpart

saluted Voro—their raised energy blades made the air waver with their combined heat. They lowered their salute; grabbed rifles, grenades, pistols, and power cells; and marched across the courtyard, assembling near the banks of matte-black translocation pads. Suicide Unggoy squads followed, dragging dissembled energy mortar units. Their frenzied squeals annoyed Voro. They would run ahead of the others, attempt to engage the enemy while their fellows set up their shields and mortars…likely fall

some time to travel to another star.” “Entirely true,” Dr. Halsey said, “but we have not left Onyx.” “This is the part I don’t get,” Kelly muttered. “The Forerunners’ grasp of Slipspace technology was far more advanced than ours or the Covenant’s,” Dr. Halsey explained. “I believe this sphere resides in the center of the planet, encapsulated and protected by a Slipspace bubble of compressed dimensionality.” Chief Mendez looked around and shook his head, unable or unwilling to accept her

the Pelicans had burned the grass. And no other parachutes yet. Good. He’d be first, and he’d land right in front of the Green Knight. Shane hit the ground. His knees pistoned into his chest and knocked the wind out of him. The black wing caught a breeze, jerked him back on his feet, and dragged him across the grass and dirt. He gasped for air, but he wasn’t scared. He was angry that he’d look so stupid having to wrestle with this parachute. The Falcon Wing hit the fence, and stuck there,

“Shields destroyed.” Fred moved his hand over his console and Bloodied Spirit appeared on the viewer. A gaping crater of blue hull armor smoldered white-hot. Crystalline electronics crackled, and severed plasma lines spewed fire. As the ship turned, Fred saw the hole was five decks across and had punched clean through to the port side. “Main plasma pressure nil,” Will reported. “Cycling to fuel cells. Slipspace capacitors holding charge. We have enough power to jump.” Linda looked to Will and

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