Chapter 3

The man sat down on a chair, in front of him was reporter with cameraman.
“It is honor to meet you Colonel Kochman” said reporter
“Likewise”
“Sir, as you now we are here to asked some questions about events at led to Caribou war.”
“I am aware of it.”
“So, please tell me how all this started”
Reporter nod his head in the direction of the cameraman, small red light lit up on camera, showing that recording began.

Paul was a twenty years old, he lived in Hamburg, the city was full of Bronies belonging to the UBA, they moved to the city or in its vicinity, since the local airport was one of the main places where in the case of emergency UBA soldiers would be transported to bases in the Atlantic. They caused a huge growth of the city itself, and factories of all kinds have grown like mushrooms after the rain. Paul also was a soldier, he served in the 23 UBA Airborne Division. It was just another normal day, there was no signs of the coming storm. Paul just came home, it was already after six p.m. and sky was beginning to get dark. When he opened the door, his fiancée greeted him on the spot.
“Hi, my Liebe. How was your day at work.” she kissed him.
„Tiring.” he answered.
Suddenly someone knock at the door.
- I wonder who it could be? – Paul said.
When he opened the door, before him stood a UBA courier.
- Sergeant Kochman? – asked a courier.
- Yes I am – he was surprised with what he knew there was no ordered exercises in the near future.
- It's for you, Sir. – he gave him a envelope, then saluted and left. Paul opened a envelope, his eyes widened when he read what was inside.

Serial EVN number 11544

Hamburg day. 2021.27.11

Ordinance of mobilization

Based on article 65 of Treaty of Mississippi signed May 4, 2017 of the creation of United Bronies Armed Forces.

Mr/Miss/Mrs. SEARGEAT PAUL KOCHMAN
Born: August 3, 2003
Having a military ID number DEU115470
Is obliged to attend to active military service in 23 Airborne Division

*meeting place HAMBURG INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT PRIVET SECTOR 2025.29.11 0700 hour

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Somewhere in Atlantic

Jackson was inside crew compartment of amphibious assault vessel. It was the fifth practice landing on the beaches, since the declaration of war. Every day more and more soldiers , were coming on the islands. They were part of the First UB Marine Division, Jackson knew that they will be the first who hit the beaches. The vehicle is shaking, that means they enter a beach. Amphibian finally stopped, the rear door opened, and they ran to the beach. They formed a line of infantry supported by amphibians.
- Move, move, move! - shouted the captain of Jackson’s company.

It was one of the many of exercises they had after declaration of war. Assaulting the beach, capturing key points in enemy costal defenses, urban fight. Most focus was put on this aspects.

UBA never had much of ground forces. UBA military doctrine was about air and naval control, with high mobile ground forces, that were able to do quick strikes, make much damage to enemy forces and withdraw before main forces arrive. Rear admiral Yamamura stood in the bridge of U.B.S Celestial Wrath watching the pride of United Bronies Army it’s Navy. In harbor next to him ship were two of the seven aircraft carriers U.B.S Laughter and U.B.S Loyalty. Going further he saw five frigates U.B.S Ponyvielle, U.B.S Manehattan, U.B.S Batlimare, U.B.S Hoofington and U.B.S Canterlot, next to them were destroyers and cruisers, U.B.S Snowdrop and U.B.S Nyx naming a few. In this moment one of submarines was entering a harbor.
“Probably Faust class” he thought.
Thousands people have been working by past four days, loading supplies to the ships, making sure that fleet will have everything what is needed when shit will hit a fan. In the corner of the harbor, he saw at least ten containers ship, they belonged to the one of shipping companies controlled by counsel. In time of peace those ship were second source of income for association, just behind donations, but they were build for war too. Marshal have make sure of that each container ship could be easy convert to troop transport ship. All what was needed was to install some prefabricated walls. And that was exactly what was happening right now.

“Red light! Stand up!” shouted Paul. All men immediately stood up.
“Secure your line!” all men hooked the rope on the tube.
“Jumping out of airplane is safest thing of men can do, if he fallows a proper procedure. When red light goes green you jump, fallow the men in front of you, don’t stop don’t think” Red light changed to green.
“Go, go, go!” shouted Paul, two rows of soldiers starting to jumped out of the rear hatch, to immediately land on grass. Model of C-130 interior was one of many training places in 23rd Airborne training facility. They trained over and over again to make sure that nothing will go wrong, when the time come.
Soldiers gather near a model in two rows. Paul address them.
“Remember static line will deploy your chute automatically, chute is design to drop you straight down. Everyone of you will know landmarks of you DZ, so look for them and land. Leave DZ as soon as you hit the ground! Don’t stay in open field more then you needed, move towards a trees.”
Laud sound pierced the air as two large C-130 flow just above them, each day more and more soldiers have been arriving in 23rd base. Division was now in 70% of its strength, yesterday the 5th transport wing arrived at base with its C-130s and now airfield was crowded with planes.

“Ok boys, go to mess and get something, and remember today at 2000 hour we have schedule a night jumping, rally in the airfield at 1830 hour. Got it!” said Paul.
“Sir, yes, Sir!”soldiers answered.
“You are dismiss.”

Paul watched as his squad moved towards a mess, they were young most of them in their 19s. They were all very enthusiastic, not that he was much older or less excited, just he had this feeling that many of them will not return home. He walked towards an airfield, he always liked watching airplanes as they land and took off. It was… relaxing, many would argue, ‘cause noise of those C-130s was deafening but he had this ability to completely turn off some off this senses and simply watch and not register any sound at all. Airfield was located in small valley between two embankments.
Small wooden fence was build at top of earthwork, Paul leaned on fence and watched as another Hercules land on airfield. He saw as on another side of runway, technicians were working around planes.
He was wondering was marshal was doing behind enemy lines.

Equestria four days ago.

Jason woke up when thundering sound rocked though forest, one of traps was activated. He quickly grab his weapon and shake Twilight.
“ Wake up, we have to hurry!” he said.
“What happened?” asked Twilight in sleepy voice.
“ They found us, we have to go, wake up the rest. We have to go!”
Twilight immediately snapped and started waking up the rest of her friends. It took a minute to bring girls to “usable” condition.
“Ok follow me and stay quiet” said Jason. They exit a cave and moved towards south, and then second explosion shook a forest.
“Damn it, they are closer than I thought. We have to move faster” cursed Jason.
They almost run, trying to lose their pursuers. Then Jason heard shouting, they were definitely orders. He look behind him and sow them, Caribou soldiers. One of them raised his weapon…
“Take cover!” he shouted and tackled Twilight to the ground, exactly at the moment when the bullet hit tree bark in place when Twilight head was a second ago.
“Girls get down and stay behind a trees.” He shouted and shoot back at Caribou solder, he saw how soldier body shook violently and fell to the ground.

He sow a large rock and skipped there, using it as a cover. When he killed this solder rest of them stopped knowing that their prey can bite back. There was at least ten of them.
“Ten to one… yeah seems legit” he said to himself. One of Caribou leaned out from behind a tree to earn bullet into his head. Then firefight started, two soldiers tried to skipped behind trees for better position only to be killed by Jason. But when he focus on one side next two Caribou used this opportunity to move and know they were suppressing him with their fire.
“Fuck!” he cursed. Then he saw that from his back another squad is encircling them.
He shoot at newcomers killing two of them. He saw another one, he was already aiming at Jason, Jason raised his SCARL and… click. This was it, there was no way he would pull out his sidearm in time, and then Caribou head blew up into pieces. From nowhere few dozens of ponies run into battle attacking Caribou from behind. Jason use this and change his magazine. Returning fire to enemy soldiers. And there it was, the battle was over.
“Are we alive?” asked Rarity.
“Yeah I think we are” answered Jason. “But I have no idea what just happened”

One of ponies approached them, he was wearing and used uniform, there were holes in it, probably from branches in the forest, dust and mud was covering it. He held some weapon, it has locked like some rifle from second war world.
Jason stood up asked
“ Whom should I thank for saving life?”
“ Captain Lance Shield, Equestrian resistance” he answered.

Author's Note

Uff finally done, it took a while, but there it is.