Dust rose up from the unpaved street as the sun beat down on what had once been a thriving frontier town. But what had once served as the town's main hall and communications post now hosted a small contingent of insurrectionist fighters. Machine guns and sandbag positions had been erected on the roof and windows, manned by rebels who slumped inside whatever shade they could find while lazily scanning the skies for UNSC recon drones. Redmond Venter smiled, twirling a combat knife expertly through his fingers as he beckoned for his opponent to attack. "Experiments?" "But..." * * "