war stories from equestria

My name Venom Gray.  I'm just your regular pony.  I was born and raised in ponyville , with decent parents and a proper upbringing.  My father was in the military.  He was of the special forces unit.  He often encouraged me to join equestia's armed forces.

And so, here I am.  I've been in the armed forces for about 7 months now.  I haven't had any action yet, but I have a feeling I'm gonna get some soon.  We've been training for the last five months.  We've been through hell for these five months, jumping,running,climbing and various other strenuous activities and exercises.  The worst part was being scolded by the drill pony.  One small mistake, and he really let it rip.  Anyways, those days are in the past.

Then the day came.  Our commanding officer notified us that, in two days we would be facing the CPF, which was the communist pony federation.  We were all eager to get into combat so everypony got all their gear and weapons ready for what was coming.  The enemy that we would face had strength,numbers and alot of armour.  We were a little less with the amount of troops but we bad good tactical advisors and great training, so we would at least be prepared to what the enemies were gonna come at is with.  So, the day has finally arrived.  We were woken up loudly and rowdy by the drill sergeant.  We shot up, hooves clapping on the cold concrete floor.  Ponies running around , getting their gear together.  I also did so myself.

  Once everybody was ready, we were to report to the the briefing room for our mission,objectives and strategies.  Once we were done, we moved to the LZ and we were split up into multiple squads and regiments.  I was part of bravo company,and we would be part of the ponies who would be going to fight on the front lines.  I was excited that this was my first mission, but nervous that we would be the tip of the spear in our fight against the communists.

We were gonna be engaging with the armour units, to give support to Charlie company.  Seemed easy enough but trust me,it wasn't.  With us being with the armour, we would be targets for the enemy tanks and anti armour squads.  I was scared, just like many of the other ponies around me.  But we were soldiers, and we were classed as some the toughest around.  This gave me comfort and I gained some confidence.

We were travelling in a convoy of about 10 vehicles.  More specifically travelling inside an antrac which was a amphibious and land use vehicle.  They were big and slow, and often armed to the teeth with grenade launchers and light machine guns.  We felt safe inside but then suddenly, the whole vehicle shuddered.  We road over a mine that was obviously placed by the communist ponies.  We piled out.  My hooves hit the muddy sand.  We scurried to cover.  We could hear ponies shouting all around.  Mortar shells pounded the ground around us.  I moved out in the open to get a shot.  I saw an enemy pony.  I shot at him, and he fell to the ground.  We all pushed forward until we overwhelmed the enemy force.  They retreated when they saw that we had out armour rolling in.

The big guns had arrived. We also had air support on standby from the Pegasus of the air force.  We sat down.  I hurt my foreleg when I tumbled out the antrac, but the medic took a look at it and got me patched up.  We had pushed back the enemies for now and there wouldn't be a big advance for quiet a while.