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141 years ago, after humanity declared that God had died

We were in the middle of the longest winter in the history of mankind.

PHOENIX, ARIZONA 2307

300 years of ruthless cold.

And it will probably end for another million years.

No, until none of us disappears.

ARIZONA FEDERATION - POPULATION: 2.109

The only remaining trace of mankind, is 10 meters under the ice.

Where the last Thermoelectric pumped life to the remains of our infrastructure.

We are the only surviving animals.

Looters, still driven by greed.

Creators of a synthetic world:

The Humanoids. Our children of black blood.

Created according to our image.

A race of workers and those, who keep.

Any hope of peace has long been forgotten, lost time.

I see two Noides, fleeing Subterra-3.

- Confirmation of the application. - Confirmation! Dispatch it!

There is a patrol! Separate yourself!

Wait, Noids are on the move.

Scanning...

... Lost in the trees, disappeared.

SEARCHED BY THE ARIZONA FEDERATION PERSON OBJECTIVE: ASH-393 HUMANOID

SERIES: SURFACE ARTICA 300 TYPE: HOMINUS FALSA MK9

CRIMES: MURDER, HUMANOID REBELLION LEADER SPARTAN MISSION 7: 2307 THE WINTER DREAM

HUMANOID - THE LAST HUMANITY -

5 YEARS LATER

SUBTERRA 2 COMMERCIAL SECTOR

Only liars are no longer smiling.

They enjoy living when they are extinguished.

Even before the animals died.

Buried in the tomb of eternal ice.

And all the Humanoids-slaves of the world can not bring her back.

Life forms us... Like it or not.

It's the decisions we make in the dark.

When we are alone, in our secret place.

There we form the world, which surrounds us.

And here, at the end of it all, we sit together alone.

Caught in our decisions.

Desperate for something to save us.

I'm thinking about her, waiting for me on the other side.

QVapor...

... the most popular drug in the 24th century.

I call her: "The greatest achievement of mankind"

Because it's the only thing that lessens the pain.

The only thing that returns it to me.

Mara!... Mara!

Bishop, I'm here.

I've never left.

Alarm in the sector! Subject identified!

Spartan-7 deserter Commander Bishop.

All AZF officers report immediately in the Subterra 2 trading area.

Suspected QVapor overdose and psychosis.

Welcome to the Pinky Amusement Park.

Here will be the wettest dream come true! Get in!

Commander Bishop, sir?

- Commander? - It's full with Steam, sir!

Hey, idiot... General Trajano requests your report for the service!

Time to take you home!

Raise it up.

OMG!

Commander Bishop, are you all right, sir?

Do not call me "sir"!

Commercial sector 1, insured.

Prepare 51 for Spartan-7...

Bishop...

It'll be good to see you again in your uniform, Bishop.

Who says I'm going to put it?

Come on, we both know, you're not a deserter.

Find another, for your murders.

You made an oath on Spartan-7.

Take off your uniform, do not remove the promise.

Come on, then, arrest me.

All my oaths were broken long ago.

Sorry for Mara.

She was a good woman. It is difficult to deal with such a thing.

Especially today.

That's why I brought you here, son.

It's time to get Mara closer.

We told you that your baby died.

I wish it would have been so.

That would be better than the truth.

Ash-393 took it from the womb of your broken wife.

He took it with him. No one knows where.

We could not tell you the truth that time, but...

But if he had left, a Noid kidnapped a human baby...

We would have genocidal panic above our heads.

You're telling me?...

That my son still lives?

Yes, Bishop. But the most important: We're giving you a chance to get them back.

Find Ash.

Then you will find your daughter.

My daughter... Our daughter, Mara!

Five years have passed.

How could he survive on the ice for so long?

She does not have improved DNA.

Extension of DNA at the end of mitosis...

... sequencing the completed genetic material.

No human survives without Iso-Gel one day less than 60 degrees.

Could she really be alive?

Alert! F-7100 to the maximum ..

Reprogramming of DNA is complete.

Markers identified for strength and healing.

I think to resurrect a broken man, I suppose everything is possible.

They brought me back, Mara.

To the place I never thought to return.

Spartan-7...

... slave police.

Ishmael...

What happened brother? You never came with me for help.

Ready for this?

I do not know, Ish.

Come on, Commander! Your team is waiting for you

All members of the UCF crew have arrived...

Ash-393 is considered to be the most sophisticated noid ever created by men.

A class one surface humanoid 300 Series.

It has full AI access.

He was the leader of Noid's rebellion.

He was. Is dead.

By rumors has many crimes In the Federation of Arizona,

He recently arrived in the northeast corridor.

The reactor 12 has been turned off.

He killed 28.

Hidden by intelligence, it is in the death zone 714.

Hidden in the death zone? Does not sound very clever

The fusion of the nucleus has probably smoothed the brain of the Noids.

Or, Commander?

Not as soft as your dick.

Revenge is a bitch... Like you!

What, Kix?

Stop him!

Five years ago I got a team sent to kill Ash.

We lost contact here.

There temperatures must be subarctic.

Your Iso-Gel will last 48 hours.

After that your thermal protection will increase by 1% per hour of exposure.

So, do we have four days, before we make ourselves palettes?

You will not need much, son.

- One question, General. - What is it, Kix?

What range is recommended for some after freezing.

Can I calm him down?

And bury him in the snow?

It has more deaths than you have wet dreams.

They are in perfectly capable hands.

But that's a long time ago, General.

Before qVapor has fried his gray matter.

Commander Bishop...

... you have the floor.

Weapon systems...

... what we have?

Each stay in the team art piece in the man

Sources of energy, sonar grenades, radon guns.

Enough firepower for everyone to melt ice cubes in the death zone...

Know the magnetic field, That the meteor has caused.

Why did we ever put electronic weapons there anyway?

Intelligence has new information about the magnetic field in the death zone.

Their wrist weapons have been modified and operate within the death zone.

I'd like to order five carabinier rifles.

3,000 cartridges of ammunition

And 50 thermal grenades.

For backup, sir.

I like the sound, Commander.

said it used to be one of the hottest deserts on earth...

But 500 miles of radio alive this tundra became "Death Zone 714".

I guess hell finally froze.

Again, search for the needle in the haystack.

You just have to love it.

I do not understand that. After five years it can be everywhere.

Why did they wait so long until they sent us, anyway?

Procrastination is like masturbation:

At first it feels good...

... but in the end you just catch yourself.

I've got all the data out, Commander!

I'm a backup person, nasty killer machine!

I do not need no hand, to kill a Noid.

Because you've never seen one of those things take the man's arm.

You said it!

If so my kill rate goes high, I like that.

I know the reports on AI systems.

The majority of patients are 10 years after implantation.

So you have no problem, you're wrong.

Sorry for all the shit about the death of your wife, sir.

Between us, this mission is not about Noids.

Is personal.

We are his devilish dogs... And we come back healthy!

Hey Bishop, what are you doing? Shaving your legs?

If we do not have more energy and your blaster has become shiny black cock

What do you do then?

Then I put the bastard in the ass!

I caught something warm, behind the snow.

Okay, Kix.

- Warm the gun! - Your best idea so far!

Kix waits for my signal.

- You're the boss, Commander! - Go to your last team!

I thought this noid could fly.

Hatta, do not continue.

We need to know, who is under the blanket.

I do not want to kill any innocent.

This is the Commander Bishop,

Spartan-7 Humanoid Command.

You are located in the Federation area. In the death zone 714.

What have you lost here?

Under the authorization code of the Federation Z-4711

A report of the genome documentation.

You have five seconds to meet.

Five...

... four...

...three...

...two...

...one...!

The target moves, permission to shoot!

Permission denied Kix.

We have no idea who he is.

We reached it on foot.

I'm going to take his death.

Stop the fire, stop the fire, Kix! That is an order!

Where is the? Do we have eye contact?

Negative, it's gone.

Damn it, bishop! I had it in sight.

Subutai!

- Subutai! Salt! - Is dead!

Commander!

Commander, are you hurt? Where is Subutai?

Subutai! Subutai!

!What the hell?!

Do not! My truck!

Damn Noids.

Curse! Look at this shit.

Ash scraped the engine and the whole system.

For the repair we need a GMM.

- A GMM? "A great damn hammer, you idiot!"

The equipment and the ammunition are ashes!

We are 100 miles from the base.

A long way home without snow shoes.

Without Ash we're not going anywhere.

The first time I agree with you, Bishop.

At the edge of the death zone is a probe with emergency equipment.

If we get there, we have a chance.

Let's go hunting again.

You do not have to worry about hounding Ash.

... he will hunt us!

The Humanoids were created, ready to serve.

They are stronger than we are and manage the weather.

They are hairless, His blood is sour and black.

They are like mules and can not reproduce.

A security measure against genetic competition in the future.

Its Creator said:

His tranquility rests in Absence of reproduction.

But something is different now.

The rebellion is spreading.

They fight until his death, something to protect.

Something to preserve.

The blood is fresh, but not human.

Let's find out, he's at the end of the blood trail.

It smells like something big died.

Yes, Ash has returned in his suit.

Just smell it in your pussy with your breath, Kix.

Listen to the talk. Pay attention!.

Okay, we split up

Come here, little bird.

Come here, come to Dad! Stop the nonsense!

I have goose bumps here!

Who knows, what is circulating around here.

All right, I'm going in.

I'll cover you.

Let's go for it!

You are dead, Kix

Suck me the dick!

What do you think this is, Commander?

Noid art?

Hey friend.

Fuck you

Fortunately, he is dead. Let's take a blood sample.

Shit! Hatta!

Hatta!

Shit, I can not aim! I'm going out!

Son of a bitch have to pay!

Hey, asshole !!

Come! Get it!

You created the wrong gangster!

I love the taste of black blood in the morning!

The thermal camera did not recognize its pattern.

I thought he was dead.

The turns of electronics. We are approaching the death zone.

You're good?

Motherfucker!

The electronics are fine, Commander.

Well, Kix!

What a sight you have so extreme.

I've never seen a noid with hair.

Because they do not grow hair, asshole.

Mutated Humanoids.

True.

- This is a Sammy 69-7-H. - A Sammy 69-7-H?

This is an old model of pleasure, is not it?

They probably lost their virginity, did not they, Hatta?

- Are you cold? - No sir.

Pack it in the tank!

Can you walk on that leg?

Yes.

You're going to make it, brother.

Ice teaches all humility.

It shows us our limits.

Our weaknesses.

Our humanity.

But in the area of death the ice is ruthless.

Looks like someone had your bright idea, Bishop.

An accident rarely comes alone.

Sauber!

It seems that your drug addicts friends are condemned here,

What? Are we going to play now "Cowboys and the damn Indians"?

Only we are the damned Indians.

Everyone knows the damn Indians never win, my friend!

Noids have no combat training.

We do.

Re-assemble and prepare.

Check the Noid for DNA reconfiguration.

I'll contact the base.

I say: We hide in the next camp.

The next camp is 100 miles from here.

We're dead before we get there.

Do not look so serious.

I will not let you die.

Very well, little one?

Fuck you, Hatta!

Accept the shit.

We contacted the enemy right outside the Death Zone.

The truck is gone.

Subutai has fallen.

But we ended up mutated humanoids in the process,

So it was a mutated humanoid Ash-393?

Negative, but it has been hormonally changed.

We took a sample for an exam.

I do not care about mutated notions.

I want Ash-393!

- I want him dead and disintegrated! - Roger, General.

We continue the search.

We need an evacuation group. Ishmael is almost frozen.

You must leave here immediately.

General?

Can you hear me?

Send an evacuation group.

I repeat: Send an evacuation group.

Will we stay here all night, or what?

An electromagnetic storm is coming.

If we wait, we'll lose Ash.

If we move now, we still have a chance.

I can do it, Commander!

Kix, stay with Ishmael, until the storm is over.

I'm not a fucking nanny!

"What were Trajan's orders?" - Ash's going to die.

Then I'll take care of that.

I was born to hunt, Commander.

The collection team arrives in the morning.

All you have to do is stay warm until then.

Can you do that for me, Spartan?

I can do it, Commander.

Stay strong, brother.

See you upstairs.

What is it, Kix? Where's the fucking bitch with thick balls now ?!

I have your breath hanging right here, Hatta.

In this forest... he pursues you!

- Shit! - What the hell...?

Welcome to the area of death.

The energies are useless here.

Who says it?

The magnetic field.

Download charged particles.

So Trajan was wrong?

Shit!

I do not give up!

Hatta, let's flank it.

You're hurt?

Of course not... I can not say the same thing about Trajan's partner.

Bill Carson.

You found old Bill, huh?

He was a Spartan-5.

And a friend.

Establish a perimeter, we'll camp here.

And give him a decent funeral.

Ash has something special.

I have something for him.

We walked together, side by side.

He waited to see me fall.

I never fall

I wanted to inoculate his black blood.

I'll find you, Ash!

Because you messed with the wrong gangster!

Why do you always read the same book, Kix?

What makes it so special?

"Men do not perish in the results of lost wars,...

... But the loss of that resistance force

Which contains only pure blood.

Who are racially pure people and conscious of their blood,

He can never be a slave.

In this world will always be bastard and bastard alone.

Humanoid mutants are fully capable of reproducing different types.

That is the only thing that the creator did well.

Are you doing something deep, not Kix?

"Does that book teach you all that?" -Open mind.

It helps me understand, what I do.

Every single mutant must be exterminated for the human race to survive.

Let's put it as data in the briefcase, Kix.

Your psycho propaganda bothered me.

Adolf Hitler was an unknown prophet.

Your message is our salvation!

You have real damage, Kix.

"We will have to fight for the freedom and the independence of the homeland

Only in this way can the people fulfill the task, which they received from the Creator. "

There is no 'homeland' anymore.

It's just what we left, that's all that's left.

The atmosphere was destroyed by us.

No one else is to blame.

And the asteroid, Bishop? It was in the crater.

I saw it with my own eyes.

It looks more like an atomic bomb to me.

It was an internal job... That is always.

Humanity is responsible for the eternal winter.

Not God, or humanoids.

It will no longer be a time hunted by the shadows of your own guilt.

It can eradicate parasites. "

I'll be looking for you in the destroyed fields, Bishop.

Ok Kix, since you have so much energy tonight...

... why do not you take the first guard?

Have fun with your book.

Mara!

Come on, Bishop.

Get up, Spartan. There is something in the trees.

I'll send you back to hell!

Yellow-eyed devil!

Bishop...

I've marked it, Commander.

I marked it clearly for you.

Bishop, I'm here.

Did you miss the fucking shot? 10 meters away?

You are the total ruin, man.

Did not Trajan take you out of the sewer?

I would be a damned commander! And my team would still be alive!

Now it's your turn, Bishop. Alpha, Mike, Foxtrot...

... bye, son of a bitch!

Listen, or you'll never pull the trigger again.

You do not have the eggs. Reckless bitch!

Mara, they were wrong.

There is life in the area of death.

I will not resign.

I will not stop, Before we find our daughter.

You are with me my love

You're here with me now.

Ash!

Come on, my friend.

Calientetate.

Hey, everything will be fine... do not die!

Do you listen? Calientetate.

Returns! Do not die!

I want to see it again

... last time. I promise!

I swear today until the end of days,

I will love you and honor you, if you are with me.

I will, now and forever.

Stop, before you get hurt!

I'm Atka.

It's okay.

I am here to help you.

Let go!

I helped you.

Where are my clothes?

How long I was passed out.

Not enough.

You're welcome!

Bishop.

Bishop?

where we are?

This is Quannik's house.

- Quannik? - He's been waiting for you.

- As it did? - He died.

Forget this.

I have to get back on the road.

How can I get out of here?

What are you looking for?

- Death? - That's funny.

That's all the Death Zone offers your people.

I'm looking for a man.

He is not a man! His blood is as black as coal!

You know it.

I saw how he buried you alive.

For him you are dead now.

It will not give you more trouble.

I stole something.

Something very special.

What?

My daughter.

Is the child yours?

- Little? - Yeah.

But I thought she was one of them.

Can you take me with her?

Dangerous, she is protected.

Please, Atka.

My life is nothing without it.

Quannik thought, that the time of red blood soon ends.

Soon comes the time of black blood.

He lives for 143 years.

Many of his visions came true.

He said there will be no cure for black blood.

Ash is nearby.

I can feel his presence.

Its smell is lifeless.

Your path does not make sense.

His traces only exist in the past.

Like a ghost hunt.

Ghosts have a soul.

He does not.

From a technical point of view, A mind is a soul.

This is not funny, Bishop.

I've seen them kill.

Suicide would be the best option.

If you're afraid,...

I get it. Just put me in the right direction and I go alone.

We must find Cage.

That's not my style.

Not like a hiding place. Cage is a man!

An old and nasty fighter.

With many weapons.

He lives four days walking, Inside the death zone.

No human is so crazy.

I did not say, that is not crazy.

Come. I know the way

Hello, guests.

My name is Sara. Sorry, my husband is not there.

Will come back later

We wait.

Cookies, that's milk.

I can see that, Sara.

Where do you get them?

I made them, of course.

They try my husband better than his mother's cookies.

Did you make the milk?

What the hell is going on here?

You're a humanoid! Why do you have hair?

My husband told me that I am the first blonde but unfortunately I am brunette, so

Where are you from, Sara?

- I was born in this cabin. - No, that's impossible!

Tell me the truth.

- Where are you from? - You're far from home, Spartan!

"Do you want to tell me what you do in my cabin?" - He's a friend, Cage.

There is no reason for the weapon.

With her, I'll blow your face away!

I'm looking for a girl.

She was kidnapped by a Humanoid.

My partner said that maybe you could help me.

This is no help for the Spartans.

I do not like to waste time with Federation slag.

Spartan, my ass!

As I said...

I would appreciate any information you or Sara may have about the girl.

You must be five now.

If you can not help, let's go our way again.

And we do not ask questions.

A gun does not want to help you, son.

What if I do not want to help you?

What happens then?

Question answered?

Rat, piece of Spartan garbage!

You and your Indian slut can kiss me in the ass!

You play my wife, you bastard, I'll kill you and all of you...

Do you have permission to have this Noid mutated?

Delicious breast milk for your cookies!

It's no noid, it's Sara.

Do not waste it, I'm too old for the way I like it.

- I know where the rebel Noids are. - Where are they!

I traded with them, thinking I would trade enough.

Trade with fugitive humanoids? Maybe you get only 30 years.

And old Sara, she should be more than happy to return to the local palaces of pleasure.

"And give milk... for cookies!" - It's okay!

I'll help you!

We have to wait for them at the meeting place.

They always arrive at eight. There are only a few kilometers.

Okay, biscuit. Daddy's here now.

Is Dad.

I will protect you.

Have you no manners, son of a bitch?

- Do you have any more weapons? - Pissing ice balls on the icebergs?

This is all my team, long before your time.

Sergeant Ulysses H. Cage, Spartan-3.

Retired after 30 years of service in the field.

Be my butt.

The Spartans do not retreat.

They die like a hero.

Or they pee like cowards.

Put this piece of gun away and I'll show you exactly how cowardly I am.

Why did you run away then?

In time for the promotion.

There were only two of us:

I, with 30 years of experience in the field.

And this kid from the academy.

It was full of extensions.

Artificially intelligent implants and so on.

There could only be one of us.

We treat it the same way.

Or your way.

I guess the manager was probably good, so...

Trajan son of a bitch... Trajan became the new commander.

And I... I was thrown out of this garbage.

Trajan?

General Trajan?

General? Yeah, yeah, yeah, well, that suits you.

I always knew that son of a bitch would come up easily.

At that moment he was so deep in the ass of his superiors,

I could smell, what they had for breakfast.

Duty calls!

That's where I meet the Noids right there.

Make sure you go straight.

The 306 cartridges you have. I do not want to have lead poisoning,

Before it's all over here.

Too small for a humanoid.

Who you are?

- Shit! Kix! - Who?

Why is this man threatening my husband with a gun?

- Do not allow... - Shut her up.

-Get down, you Nazi bitch. -No no!

Cookie, Cookie, Cookie!

No no no no!

Cookie! Do not!

Do not! Please do not leave me!

It's a bad plan anyway.

The best strategy is, to destroy the enemy from within.

He must defeat himself.

Do not be an enemy, Bishop!

The personification of the devil is a symbol of all evil.

In the form of humanoids.

That's you, black blood!

Let me go, black blood!

I'm going to kill them all!

Just wait, I'll kill you!

Keep your breath and keep the peace with God.

Shit! What do the Noids know about God?

You are raised as rats in the laboratory.

Is the color of our blood so different?

Are not we all children of God?

God did not create you.

-We did. You are an abomination without a soul. - I am sorry!

I can not hear you!

Does your heart hurt?

Let me have a look.

The old warriors believed, that the heart was sacred.

That if a hunter tasted his flesh,

I could look at the spiritual world.

But I do not see any spiritual world.

Maybe she was the only one, who had no soul.

Food for the creatures of God.

You disappoint me, Bishop.

I expected much more from Mara's husband.

You are more trash than the man.

Barbarous and cruel.

A daughter.

Our daughter, Mara.

Come on, Bishop. Follow me.

How can you leave us alone ?!

Are you my daughter?

My name is Aluxia.

I have been waiting for you.

- I'm dead? - Do you feel dead?

Not quite.

Just tired.

You've been dreaming.

Yes.

And you were there.

I do not want to get lost.

- Leave it alone, Aluxia. - Ok dad.

Why am I still alive?

I made a promise to your wife.

"You killed her." - Do not.

That's what they want to make you believe.

Because you did?

Why did you take it from me?

Mara was my creator.

She got me up, knew I was different.

She was my mother.

You do not have mothers!

The quarantine of the Federation did it for the test.

So that we begin to show genetic anomalies.

Anomalies that the superior command did not like.

Like what.

- Hair? - Some of us.

For others, like me, or more...

...Advanced.

We have developed the ability, to reproduce.

Your wife kept the secret for a long time.

When she threatened, with scattering the secret.

The top command entered.

They wanted to keep it a secret.

At all costs

Stop! They have no right...

Your investigation is over.

Dirty Noid-Bitch!

No, you murdered her!

I saw it with my own eyes!

I did not kill her!

I tried to save her.

She died in my arms.

She begged me to take the baby, but...

... it was very late.

Liar!

I understand, why do not you believe me.

It's hard to accept, that your world is breaking.

When you are in it, pick up the pieces.

But maybe... You believe her.

Come Aluxia, let's play somewhere else.

Bishop, I'm sorry, my love.

I wanted to tell you.

I feared for your life.

I knew the truth too late.

I was wrong.

We were all wrong.

We have created them, but we do not control it.

We are not their gods.

Your destiny is yours.

Like us, they can love...

They can create offspring.

They have souls, who long for freedom.

The humanoids must release them.

Remember when we said, that we were going to this place?

Yes.

Across the country, up here.

Can you remember, what's the name of this place?

-Selegna Sol. "All right, Selegna Sol.

We can leave this cave cold.

The Selegna Sol. There it is wonderfully hot.

- Are you waiting for it? - Yeah.

I also.

Why did you come back?

And you risked all this?

I was once a slave.

I dreamed of it, like a free man walking on ice.

No matter how many men tried to pull that dream out of my mind.

I hid it deep in my heart.

And now as a free man I walk on the ice.

I found myself chained to this beautiful flower.

And she deserved more, like my simple dream.

This is not a place where the soul of a child can flourish.

Your wife spoke of a magnificent place in the west.

Where the ice must melt.

And the seasons have agreed for decades.

It is a myth.

Anyone who has gone to look for him never came back.

Would you have returned from this place if you had discovered something beautiful?

Only a small flower changes the course of humanity

And the opinions of a man.

Your wife promised to show me the way to this place.

The next day she was dead.

The promise of Selegna Sol died with her

Do not.

She hid the coordinates deep into my DNA.

Somehow, my intuition pushed me to find out.

Selegna Sol.

It's a pretty long night, on the other side of the world

It will be the journey of life.

Trajan will send the Spartans to hunt you down.

Not if he thinks I'm dead.

This is one of the original prototypes of the Ash-300 series.

Killed during the rebellion.

On my own, I have added DNA synthesis through epigenetic reprogramming.

Embryonic stem cells once...

... paired with their DNA became identical to mine.

You made a barbecue clone of yourself.

- I'm going to travel with you, to deliver the body. - Do not.

You are a free man.

- But promise me one thing. - Tell me.

Aluxia must do this for Selegna Sol.

Fact!

Now it's just you and me, Mara.

Just you and me.

Alone on the ice.

You were right about them. You were always right.

It's a murder.

It always was.

And I owe this crime.

I give up...

... I give up everything.

Even that cascade of memory, which I chose to drown.

Mara!

This final act... This delivery.

I renounce everything, that I have hoped to be

Commander Bishop.

It's good to see him alive.

Trajan!

Mission "Winter Dream" Accomplished

Ash's body is in the sack.

- Send an extraction team. "Well done, Spartan.

You will be a hero in the world!

I'm not interested.

Did you find out, where do the other bastards hide?

Oh, come on, Bishop! We know they are breeding like rabbits for decades.

Why do you put your hologram and find it yourself, Trajan?

Come on Bishop, if you do not want to cooperate...

... we can always extract your information from your neuro-implant.

If required.

Is that what you told my wife?

Before he murdered her?

It was never personal, Bishop!

But humanoid reproduction is a capital offense.

The scientific ambition of your wife was the death sentence.

This is why the human race takes precedence for its petty grievances.

I've died 1,000 times to catch you, Trajan.

And I will die a thousand times more, to see your head on a stake!

I trained you well, Bushio... too well!

I guess you're already dead.

That would have saved me a lot of trouble.

That would have cleared this difficult situation.

Sorry to disappoint you, General.

Check the body.

He is our man, General. Ash-393 is dead, Mr.

Excellent.

The Federation has become a little more secure.

Give us the coordinates of the humanoid settlement!

Or get ready for a lobotomy!

I do not think so, Trajan.

Let's see if your implants survive a grenade explosion.

Come now, Commander you have known, how this will end.

Like his wife!

You have to choose a page.

With those ice cream? There are better machines!

Without us, they have no future.

They were built for and by us!

They are not our children, they are slaves.

Our survival depends on extermination!

Open your eyes, Bishop!

We are surrounded by ice, this planet is dead!

There are not enough resources to pick them up these days.

Would you choose those of your own kind?

If this is what we will become...

... then yes!

I choose them.

Your new rank is JMATR!

FUCK MORE THAN ALL RECOGNITION! After your Spartan body.

Alpha, Mike, Foxtrot!

Also know as...

Goodbye, motherfuckers.

Kill him!

What the...? Something is wrong with the weapons Malfunction!

Malfunction of the weapon, sir!

Welcome to the area of death, idiots!

Come on! Kill these weak heads!

What happens to you? Come on!

This is not over yet! You come to my death list!

I will hunt you personally! This is a high treason to the Federation!

Go to hell!

That gave me luck.

It was almost a palette, until I met my new friends.

It's good to see you alive, brother.

Who put us in charge of the world?

How did our lie become our truth?

Nobody cares to remember.

The cold heart of nature now forms honest men on the ice.

And under the area of death, life comes.

After 300 years of slavery,

The humanoids are walking towards their freedom.

We did it, Mara!

Thank you my love.

I'll see you upstairs.

In a world invaded by cowards.

The only thing left for a man is to fight.

Fight, until hell freezes.

Then fight them on the ice.

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