Author's Note

If you like gore, you're gonna like this chapter. That's all I have to say. >:)

The Infiltration: Part I

"Someone check on Braeburn." Commanded the lieutenant.

"He's doing fine, Balam!" Said his close friend, the Air Force officer Jonah.

"Ok, well I'm gonna go up to check on Fluttershy. She's on her very first radar shift, and I wanna see to it that she's fine."

"Go ahead, bro!"

He grabbed his cup of coffee which was sitting on a nearby table and made his way up towards the main tower, which was disguised as a small mountain. He walked to the stairs and up the stairway until he reached a short corridor with a wooden door at the end. He opened the door to find a small room with a table and chair to the left of the entrance. On the table he saw a couple of old-fashioned TVs stacked on top of each other, each hooked up to what looked like a DVD player to the side. The bottom TV displayed your classic submarine radar with a little caption that read "Impulse_Activation_15_Seconds. Select 'Confirm' to enable temporary scan". The top TV looked like it was off. But it was what was on the chair and beside the chair that made his heart stop. It was an invasion.

Fluttershy's arms, legs, hands, feet and mouth were strapped to the chair with duck tape. Right beside her were 2 Nazis holding MP-40s pointing at the Lieutenant. Behind them was a big hole in the wall, letting in the sunshine and the gentle breeze, which he would have enjoyed if he weren't so close to death. His mind raced, quickly calculating all the possible ways to escape, and his options weren't much.

He did something nobody or anypony would ever do in their right minds. "I surrender." Stated the Lieutenant, and lifted his hands. The Nazis stared at him in disbelief. "I said that I SURRENDER!!" He screamed, jumping to punch the Nazi closest to him in the face. He gave him a bloody nose and possibly mouth, and he was knocked cold. Before the other Nazi could react, Balam kicked him in the balls and since both Nazis were male, he screamed in agony. The Lieutenant grabbed his MP-40 and shot his balls again and stabbed his forehead with a 6-inch knife. Then he turned around and the noticed that the bloody-nosed Nazi regained consciousness during the stabbing of the forehead and picked his gun. Then, out of the blue, a heavy dose of bullets swarmed into the throat of the first Nazi, making blood splatter everywhere.

" They always fall for that. Are you okay, Fluttershy?" Asked the Lieutenant covered in blood.

"Yes, thank you so much." Replied Fluttershy.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay, Fluttershy." He assured the pony as he was unstrapping her from the chair.

Then the pony said, "Although, next time, please don't do that in front of me."

"Alright, I won't." Replied the Lieutenant as the walked out the door with Fluttershy.

"Go alert the others, Fluttershy. I'm going to keep guard so no one comes in." He told Fluttershy and went back into the room of death.

He peered out of the hole to see if anyone or anypony else was there. All he saw, though, was hills, since their base was located in low mountains. But something caught his eye. In the distance, a flash appeared out of the sky, heading straight towards him. He knew it was a plane, because it fired guns in his direction.

"Oh shit!" He screamed then jumped behind the wall, knowing that he would still be hurt if the bullets came through. He braced for impact, clutching himself, and there was a loud, ear-piercing scream from exactly his direction. Funny thing is, it wasn't him who was screaming.

"What the fudge?" He said to himself, poking his head up to see a heavy-duty shotgun pointing right at his face.

"Fuck" he said, getting into a rage as he grabbed the shotgun out of the nazi pony's hands, and After a big BANG a severed bloody nazi pony head was rolling on the floor. He looked in the direction of the earlier screaming, and found himself stepping on a huge puddle of blood from a human nazi with holes all over his body.

"That's it. I got to get out of he-"

Shots were fired from the distance and hit his stomach. He fell unconsciencely to the floor, bleeding.

He woke up in a strange place. He was wrapped with bandages with big bloodstains everywhere. His chest cavity was filled with pure pain of the gunshots and the fact that he was lying face first on a very rough surface. He tried getting up. Just then, a huge WHACK on the back of is head, slamming to the ground.