I need a weapon.
The Master Chief, after some trial, error, and wandering, has managed to locate the "equipment locker room", as that strange girl called it. Or at least, he's pretty sure that's what this is if the STUFF lying around is anything to judge by.
He's busy roving along the front of the massive warehouse-like space, looking for his weapons and hopefully his armor. He's not aware of the fact it's locked away somewhere else with all the dangerous stuff, but he should be running across his guns and grenades soon.
Feel free to join him in the investigation.
He's busy roving along the front of the massive warehouse-like space, looking for his weapons and hopefully his armor. He's not aware of the fact it's locked away somewhere else with all the dangerous stuff, but he should be running across his guns and grenades soon.
Feel free to join him in the investigation.