The Epic Story (Revised)

                                                                 Chapter 13

                                                  New Moscow airbase, Equestria

All units report combat ready comrade general, Boris said. Good Ptrankativich said. Commence the attack. Yes, comrade general, Boris replied. Ptrankativich suddenly felt a wave of excitement rush through him, finally he was again leading an army to war, just like he had dreamed of as a small boy. Ptrankativich climbed up onto his waiting T-55 command tank. He felt the tanks V-12 diesel motor rev up. The tank suddenly lurched forward. Ptrankativich stuck his head out of the commander’s hatch, and all he could see in every direction were Russian tanks and troop transports. He began to smile as he dropped back down inside of the tank. Ptrankativich removed a map from the wall, placed it on the commander's table, and began to plot a course. Comrade general, a voice crackled over the radio. What is it? Ptrankativich asked. Our lead tanks have spotted smoke from a fire up head. Is it in the route of our advance? Ptrankativich questioned. Yes, but it is only a campfire, the soldier reported. They must be Equestrian royal guard scouts, come to recon our forces, concluded Ptrankativich. They must be taken alive; we need all the Intel we can gather. Ptrankativich ordered. Yes comrade general, it will be done, the soldier said. Then he signed off the radio. Ptrankativich again smiled, as he closed the commander hatch. Victory felt certain, however, Ptrankativich was in for a rude awaking.