It is the 31st century, and mankind is once again at war. The Covenant have been destroyed due to several devastating campaigns, pulled off by the Master Chief, John 117. The Chief was decorated with every type of concieveable honor, including the rarest of all medals, the Medal of Valor. The Spartan has now retired, and in his steps many recruits have followed. There are now 50 Spartan squads in the UNSC. Mankind has been at peace for eleven years. But now, things are about to change...
Colony Planet Reach (Newly reconstructed)
İİİİİMagistrate Durumov plodded into his office. Marines saluted him on the way. He returned their salutes, albeit half-heartedly. The secretary babbled on the holophone incessantly, pausing only one second as the Magistrate walked in. Good morning, she mouthed quickly.
>>Message From: Alexis Khradam
İİİİİThe message turned Durumov's mood right around. Now was his chance. He would announce his secession from the UNSC, and his troops would be Communist before they even knew it. Then they would be forced under his dictatorship. Best of all, he held five of the fifty Spartan teams. When the USSSR (United Space Soviet Socialist Republic) went on the war path, they would be unstoppable, especially when teamed up with the other fifteen Spartan teams across the USSSR. "Yes," Durumov said to himself, "It shall turn out to be a fine day indeed." Cold, hard laughter ensued as he typed out the official secession notice on the computer.
Five days later
İİİİİ"Oh, #@$* !" the UNSC President let a profanity as he read the message in his inbox. New Reach, New Rome, Avalon, and Venice's Pride had seceded. What was worse was the fact that all of those worlds were fortress worlds. "&$%* ! Of all the %!@# that could go wrong! The stupid @!$#&%*# must have been planning this all along!" President Thoroughgood continued to read.
Three hours later...
İİİİİ"They what?" General Tarkad couldn't believe his ears. The stupid idiots had seceded.