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"You've really fought well spartan. If it wasn't for your team, we wouldn't have made it out of the city."

This is like a little backstory to my spartan. This like a story to Halo: Reach.
Story: Months before Noble Team, a team of red spartans fought together against groups from the covenant and help civilians that are in danger. But one day that team was no more, only one survived. A city was under attack by grunts and elites. The team was sent to take them out, they battled hard to get the civilians to safety and evacuate them away. But a little group of elites called Zealots were out to kill and one of them was a Field Marshal, leading them. The spartans fought against them, but the elites were strong. The leader of the spartan team was stabbed by one of the Zealots, the two gunners were blasted by three Zealots from the plasma rifles, the sniper was blown up by a plasma grenade, the last one was the technician, stabbed from behind by the leader. Only one spartan was left and he took matters into his own hands. He used whatever his team had and shot at the elites and their leader, used their own weapons against them and killed of each Zealot one by one, all the way to the leader and blew him to bits with a bunch of plasma grenades. After half an hour later, all of the civilians were evacuated and sent away from the city to a safe area and one of the marines spotted the spartan and took him onto a pelican. It was now night and the spartan was tired and in grief. He lost his team, but he managed to fight off for them and was proud to get everybody safe. He now wonders what'll be next for him.

Description

"You've really fought well spartan. If it wasn't for your team, we wouldn't have made it out of the city."

This is like a little backstory to my spartan. This like a story to Halo: Reach.
Story: Months before Noble Team, a team of red spartans fought together against groups from the covenant and help civilians that are in danger. But one day that team was no more, only one survived. A city was under attack by grunts and elites. The team was sent to take them out, they battled hard to get the civilians to safety and evacuate them away. But a little group of elites called Zealots were out to kill and one of them was a Field Marshal, leading them. The spartans fought against them, but the elites were strong. The leader of the spartan team was stabbed by one of the Zealots, the two gunners were blasted by three Zealots from the plasma rifles, the sniper was blown up by a plasma grenade, the last one was the technician, stabbed from behind by the leader. Only one spartan was left and he took matters into his own hands. He used whatever his team had and shot at the elites and their leader, used their own weapons against them and killed of each Zealot one by one, all the way to the leader and blew him to bits with a bunch of plasma grenades. After half an hour later, all of the civilians were evacuated and sent away from the city to a safe area and one of the marines spotted the spartan and took him onto a pelican. It was now night and the spartan was tired and in grief. He lost his team, but he managed to fight off for them and was proud to get everybody safe. He now wonders what'll be next for him.