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HALO: FIRST STRIKE
the darkness. The three of them ripped open the doors at the bot-
tom of the shaft.
Will slid down next with Dr. Halsey holding on to his neck.
Isaac followed.
"There should be an air vent," Dr. Halsey whispered. "There."
Kelly ripped off the vent cover and peered down.
"It leads to the old mine tunnels," Dr. Halsey told them, "and
more, I hope."
"Go," Fred ordered.
Kelly dived in, headfirst. They waited ten seconds, and her ac-
knowledgment light winked on.
Fred entered next, sliding through the vent duct. It twisted and
turned and finally dumped him into a long tunnel of roughly
hewn granite. The ceiling was ten meters high and—judging
from the three-meter-wide tire tracks in the dust—big enough
for heavy equipment to have rolled through.
Will slid out of the duct with Dr. Halsey riding on his chest.
Vinh and Isaac came after them.
"There's more to this place," Dr. Halsey told them, standing
up and brushing the dust from her lab coat. "This is only the be-
ginning. We have to—"
A thunderous detonation cut her off. The mountain exploded,
and ONI's base collapsed over their heads.