There we were on the eve of a great battle. The core lay 50 yards north we were pinned. One of our CO's yelled “Charge!” We followed orders and through the hand of god we grabbed that core. We all ran screaming like injuns with hot lead running down our pants. We started our climb towards Victory Hill. At the peak our CO roared "Iwo jima! Iwo Jima!" but seconds later a tank shell exploded two feet from us and the game ended in failure. Sitting in that game lobby changed us, morphed us into unbreakable brothers. (Halo Reach)