Getaway Part 2

Twilight Sparkle

Professional drifter

The engine roared to life. Twilight could hear boots coming down stairs, so she stepped on the gas and drove off. These things didn't have much muscle on them.

"Spike!" Twilight yelled. "Under the seat, grab it!" She turned onto a road to try and throw off the CEA. These things didn't have much armour on them, but they sure were fast.

Spike had no clue what Twilight was talking about, but he reached under the seat until he felt a cold piece of metal. It was heavy, weighing ten kilograms. Until it was fully revealed from the cover of the seat, Spike could not see what it was. But when he finally did, he knew exactly what Twilight wanted him to do.

For it was an M249 Squad Automatic Weapon, which fired 5.56×45 mm NATO cartridges within ranges of three thousand meters. Spike smashed the back window open and deployed the bipod onto the trunk. He loaded the belt into the chamber and started firing. They made a 'ping' as they flew off the trunk and onto the road.

Twilight swerved, and the LMG almost flew onto the road.

Spike continued firing and hit a APC driver in the face. The APC swerved sideways and blocked the path for oncoming traffic.

That's when the real trouble came.

Pinkie Pie

Sharpshooter

The spotlight shined down on them as they drove on the highway and in between towns. Twilight tried her best to evade them but the chopper was too quick. It followed their every move.

They needed to do something.

Pinkie held out her hand to Twilight, motioning for her to give her the Beretta. Twilight understood and handed it to her, followed by a magazine with three remaining bullets.

Twilight smiled. "Make 'em count."

Pinkied nodded, and stuck her head out the window, the whole car shaking as Spike fired away from the back.

She carefully took a shot at the chopper.

Miss.

She repositioned her aim and fired again.

It hit the windshield and made a crack, but didn't hit the pilot.

One shot left.

She fired again, and hit the pilot right between the eyes.

The chopper dipped.

The co-pilot tried to take control of the aircraft, but it was too late. It hit the ground and exploded in a fiery ball of flames, sending shrapnel firing in every direction.

And not just shrapnel.

The car.

The Lamborghini flew over the edge of the highway and landed in an open field.

Everyone seemed to be okay, including Spike, who had been closest to the chopper when it hit.

They took out the supplies that survived the blast.

A radio, two empty bullet casings, and a shake weight.

Twilight grabbed hold of the radio.

"Here's hoping radios work over here." Twilight hit the on switch and held it down. "Fluttershy, report in." She waited.

No reply.

Louder this time.

"Fluttershy, report in!"

There was static and a voice came over the radio. "Yes, Twilight. What is it?"

"Fluttershy, we're being chased by the CEA. We need you to get Applejack, Rainbow Dash and that suitcase I gave you. Bring them over to our location."

"Where are you, Twilight?" Fluttershy sounded worried.

"Don't worry, Fluttershy. We're fine. Our coordinates are as follows:

11.316

142.25

Get to us ASAP."