https://imgur.com/1WjpGfj "Captain Robert Simmons of capital class ship, UNSC Armageddon." The man said, turning around to face the small group "Spartan-B312 you're supposed to be dead. Glad to see you're alive, soldier." "I Aim to please, Captain." Noble said, entering a stiffer posture in respect to the captain "And who are your friends?" "My crew, sir. And the Frontier Militia." "Your crew." "Mercenaries sir." "Mercenaries.... Are you serious?" "Yes sir." "Well shit... Guess pride really does come before the fall." "Sir.. If I may -" "No you may not. You are stripped of your rank in the UNSC, with no chances of returning. Now. Moving onto more pressing matters. The Frontier Militia. Who the hell are you?"