The Halo: Reach Multiplayer Beta, used to gather information and tweak gameplay features in the game, ran from May 3 through May 20, 2010. The Zero-bug release milestone in Halo: Reach's development was reached on June 24, 2010,[15] and the game's audio, including soundtrack, voices and sound effects, was finished on July 15, 2010.[16] As of August 5, 2010, Halo: Reach has "gone gold", meaning all development of the game has been completed and mass manufacturing of the game has begun.[17] The game was released on September 14, 2010 as planned. Interestingly, there were 117 days between the end of the Beta and the release of the full game, referencing John 117, the Master Chief.
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When he came to the mouth of the canyon and looked out over the low,rocky hills and the sandy, white waste beyond, the sun was already inits downward course. He was red and panting with the heat, which hadbeen well nigh intolerable between the high, narrow walls of thecanyon, and his whole body smarted and glowed as if it had beenencased in some stinging hot metal. He carefully studied the sky lineof the Fernandez mountains, which rimmed the desert on the west, andmarked the pass through which he and his companions had come,impressing it upon his mind that he must keep that constantly beforehis eyes. It seemed easy enough, and he said to himself that if hejust kept his face toward that pass he would have no trouble and thathe would certainly reach it before noon the next day. He listenedintently for sounds from the canyon, but could hear nothing, and withmuch relief he decided that he must have been mistaken and that hewould be safe from immediate pursuit. 2ff7e9595c
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