Alastor turned, drawing his M7KR again, and fired off three bursts. Three crawlers imploded, marking where they died as the Spartans started moving back to the warthog. They seemed to move in sync with each other, one always positioned to cover the other when they moved. If anything, it appeared the Spartans had worked together for years by the level of coordination they showed. Not the case, Alastor just understood how the older Spartan moved and compensated for it.<br/><br/>Alastor got in the driver's seat this time, as John took the turret. He wasn't sure what to do now but Cortana lit up a pylon almost 8 clicks north. Thanking her as Lunamaria posted a message of text on his HUD. He shrugged internally as he put his M7KR in its holster. This would get very complicated real fast.