We engaged Covenant forces shortly after we landed just outside of Mombasa. We quickly found ourselves in a heated firefight with more enemy troops arriving by the second. Because of this and the fact that our water supply was running out as the day wore on we retreated to a nearby spring where we met up with friendly sangheili forces and started a prolonged defence. None of us really trusted each other and it was clear this alliance was of need, not choice. However as the days wore on with the Covenant’s attacks growing weaker by the wave we can to know and respect each other. Soon we were ordered to charge the now weakened enemy units nearby, and charge we did. In the mildest of the battle I found myself reloading with a brute bearing me down. If it wasn’t for a sangheili I was with, I’d be a dead man.