Resistance

“Bouncer bouncer!” The overwatch soldiers ran back away from the grenade that landed between their barricade.

“Keep shooting! We need to leave now!” Of the last people in city 17, you wouldn't expect these rebels.

“Shut you're face anus! What do you think I'm doing?!”  Dan said as he fired a burst of pulse rifle rounds at the overwatch soldier that moved back into the opening, one bullet went into his right eye, while the others missed.

“Can you boys shut up?!” Amanda, the groups medic said, crouching behind the broken car on the 1 of many C17 streets. The combine weren't letting them leave easily.

“Sorry but i- OW MOTHER FUCKER!” Noah said, dropping down into cover and placing his hand on his arm. Lucky shot. Noah was the heavy weapons, RPG, Crossbow, hell he even flew a hunter chopper a few times. You name it, he fired it.

The little firefight lasted about 6 more minuets, with all the combine down the group ran down the street to the Combine evac zone, the large plaza used to be a park, but was now filled with drop-ships and hunter choppers.

“STRIDER!” More rebels ran out of a small cage to the right of the group, as the distinct sound of youre death ran throughout the air.

BOOM

The whole café crumbled to the ground, a strider emerged from the smoke and rubble and started firing on the fleeing rebels. The Combine guarding the area were also firing at them.

“Noah do you have any more rockets?!” Dan said as the group ran for cover behind a conrete barricade.

“Yeah! But not too many!” He yelled over the gunfire and the strider stomps.

“Ok good! Were going to make a run for a hunter chopper! If that strider sees us were dead!” Dan said, as he popped his head out of cover, while Noah pulled out the RPG.

“NOW NOW NOW!” Dan said as he vaulted over the barricade with Amanda, the strider looked over at them and started to fire on them. But it didn't last long as a rocket slammed  into its back leg, dropping it to the ground. The other combine took notice to this as they finished up the other group of rebels and switched fire over to Amanda and Dan.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck…” Dan trailed off as he and Amanda bolted to the nearest chopper, which good for their luck was a meter away. Dan climbed into the cockpit while Amanda grabbed and hung onto one of the side handles.

“EAT LEAD!” What a cliché line that Amanda said as she sprayed the rapid-fire shotgun at the cover-less combine, tearing them down and killing half their numbers in the process. Eventually the helicopter got off the ground and Amanda climbed into the front seat of the chopper (which is the gunner) and flipped on the gun cam. This was gonna be good.

Noah watched as the helicopter sprayed down all of the combine. Then he had to duck back into cover as the strider got back up and fired at his position.

“OH CRAP!” He tried to get back into position to fire on the strider, but tripped on the junk on the floor, tossing the RPG into the open.

The helicopter flew just above the strider, gaining its attention. He switch inside the pilot seat flipped down.

Bwadoop beep beep beepbeep!

BOOM

The chopper grenade landed on the strider, blowing its main body to shreds. The chopper flew down low enough for Noah to get on after he grabbed his RPG. Then he climbed aboard the chopper.

“WHOOOOOOOO!” Noah yelled with joy as he shot at the combine below. Come on, why wouldn't he be happy? They just escap-

BOOOOOOOOOM

“Was that what I think it was?” Amanda asked from the cockpit. Everyone was sweating at the thought. WHY WOULD THE COMBINE BUILD THEIR EVACS SO CLOSE TO THE THING THEY WERE ESCAPING FROM?!

“Yep. Were gonna die.” Noah said, as he watched the incoming white explosion from the citadel. Once it was close enough everyone had to close their eyes, the burning heat from the explosion was right on their face.

Right as the light was about to hit the chopped they were knocked unconcious…

2 days later…

The smoke burned through the dark sky. The rebels were gathered around a makeshift fire they made. The chopper was destroyed, well… At least the back was. It could probably be fixed with the right materials. Using some robot systems on the helicopter the Dan managed to hack a rollermine and sentry gun, then combine them so the rollermine had a turret on its side, the leftover materials went to the scraped up pile of scrap. Good thing they packed up whatever food was left while on their way out of the city.

“Canned fart.” Dan said with a flat look on his face. “Noah, this tasted like canned fart.” The irritation on his face was pretty visible now.

“Hey, at least we wont die of starvation anytime soon. But yeah, I'm in the mood for some antlion right now.” Noah said, mouth watering at the thought of the almost quesadilla with cheese taste of the antlion. After the poison and bone was removed of course.

“Yep. I'm craving it too.” Amanda said, crossing her warms and sitting down. They were confused as to how they were still alive and just came to the conclusion that hey have died but were somehow still alive.

“Well…” Noah said, standing up and hoisting the crossbow onto him. “… I'm gonna go hunting. I don’t like canned fart anymore.” Noah said walking into the dark creepy forest. It was scary, but nothing re-painted combine elite armour couldn't handle. Not to mention guns.

After walking for awhile along a path in said forest, it was almost pitch black outside, so Noah flipped on his flashlight, as soon as it flicked on it revealed the bottom half of some sort of wood wolf, Noah looked up and was met with the glowing yellow eyes of said animal.

“WOOD WOLF!” Noah said, firing the crossbow in its direction. Noah never heard the impact sound so he assumed of didn’t hit. A look behind him confirmed that.

“SHITSHITSHIT- FUCK!” Noah yelled as he tripped on a root growing out of the ground. Noah rolled onto his back just as the wolf was about to pounce him.

“HA! EAT SHIT!” He said, whipping out a shotgun and (not caring to aim) blew half the wolfs head off, dropping it.

“Noah! Fuck, you okay?!” Amanda said, running over with the gun-mine next to her. Panting heavily, she moped over to Noah. She extended her hand, which Noah greatly appreciated.

“Yeah… I'm ok. But what the hell is that thing?!” Noah said, pointing at the dead wooden wolf on the damp ground.

“Not sure, but its fucking weird. Dan should be over soon.” Amanda said, checking over Noah for damage.

They waited for awhile after finding a nice log to sit on.

And then Dan finally showed up.

“I'm here!” Brutal violet wheeze. “I'm… Here.” He said, plopping himself on the log.

“Jesus you're out of shape.” Noah said, tossing the group named ‘fart in a can’ which was actually just SPAM or some sort of disgusting meat. Needless to say it tasted like fart.

“Oh god… How much more edible farts do we have?” Dan said, practically begging for something else to stuff down his throat.

“Only food we have! And my backpacks full of it. Last time I check I had about 60 or 70 governor take.” Noah said, in reality he only had about 30. But he liked to see Dan cry.

“Hello?”

All the rebels turned their head to the voice, coming from a nearby rustling bush. The distinctive clicks of all the guns getting ready to fire.

Dan’s AR2 ‘beep beep’ noise for when the recharge pack was activated. (The AR2 was modified with a RDS and a regenerative clip.)

The pull back of Amanda's AA-12. (Which has an interior modification to make it more accurate, as well as a drum mag.)

And Noah's click from the hammer of the Revolver being pulled down.

All the rebels aimed said weapons towards the bush, waiting for some evil demon to pop out. Even though it sounded like a young girl, demons could do shit like that.

Eventually a head popped out of the bush, and it wasn't any head the rebels ever expected. (Bow chicka wow wow.)

All the rebels had their respective and personal reactions.

Amanda: “HOLY FUCK A PURPLE PONY!” Amanda dropped her gun and stuck her hands up.

Dan: “AHHHHH SCIENCE HAS GONE TOO FAR AHHHHAHAH!” And broke down into tears.

Noah: “okay, I've seen weirder shit. Like the AR3.” Noah said, shrugging it off.

Even the gun-mine did something.

“BOOP BOOP.” I emitted, opening up the turret with the light orange.

5 more colourful crew members poked their head into the little area. And a vort walked into the small clearing.

A collectively large amount of screams could be heard across all of Equestria.