It was a mining camp alright, with various stations and bits of heavy equipment cutting into the mountain. Much of it was primitive and pony-made, but some parts looked mechanical. There were several forklifts parked in the open-air warehouse. “Squads one and two, down down down!” Davis called, leading the charge down the ramp. Lucky looked out, and tried to make sense of the growing tactical display on her HUD. Every sensor on every suit was meshed together, with Forerunner using them to provide an increasingly detailed map of the battlefield.