Resistance

The injured rebels were carried off to the hospital and the rebel medics went to teach the doctors how to fix up a humans body if it got injured considering that they were Equestria’s most important ally.

“I must thank you for saving out Capitol 2 times in one day. We couldn't have held the city without you’re help.” Celestia said, walking out into the courtyard with her sister and the other ponies taking refuge in the castle.

“We should be thanking you for not trying to kill us. But… If this is the Capitol of the country the population left in this city is just us. Then in the famous words of Dr. K: Now would be an excellent time for procreation!” Dan said, putting on his best Dr. Kleiner impression. All the ponies stated at him like he just said: EVERYONE GET IT ON!

“Yes, I mean what I said. It would be a terrific head-start.” Dan said, crossing his arms.

“Maybe when were done with his whole conflict…” Celestia said, uncomfortably.

“Good point… LETS CELEBRATE OUR AWESOME VICTORY.” Noah yelled out and Pinkie immediately ran next to him.

“PARTY!”

“We cant! There's too much to do!” Celestia said getting a profound look from Noah and Pinkie.

“Well when were done the party we can do all that shit.” Noah said, pulling a handful of confetti out of hiss ass or something and throwing it up in the air.

“Woot.”

…..

Most of the party was set up in the middle of the courtyard. Most of the guards and 100% of the rebels were legitimately crazy after 3 hours. By then the dropships container was on top of the mountain and most of the rebels were crammed inside. One of the rebels had the tremendous idea to use it as a sled. Best decision on the planet.

“YOU READY?!” One of the guards holding the rope stopping the whole thing from sliding down the mountain.

“NO!” One of the medics yelled from inside the container.

“TOO BAD!” The pony grunted, then let go of the rope.

The collective screams of the rebels inside was completely pointless. Those containers are… Air… Tight… Shit.

The container smashed into the roof of a small house in the edge of town, demolishing the whole inside and the roof. The only thing standing was the outer walls. If you were just a pony looking from outside, you'd probably think it was a super high-tech chimney.

“Ugh… Why did we do this?!” It was amazing nobody got hurt. “OH GOD I CANT FELL MY…” Well… “What cant you feel?!” … “MY HAT! I CANT FEEL IT ON MY HEAD!” Goddamn it. “Whatever. Just somebody, kick the door open.”

Some guards where looking at the house through its door, the container was only held aloft by the wood in the attic.

Thud

“What was that?” One of the guards asked.

Thud

“Back up…” Another one said.

THUD

With that last kick, the door facing the ground fell of its hinges and all the rebels can out like a waterfall. Eventually piling up like rocks.

“Ow…”

…..

The rebels awoke the next day with a migraine that felt like they got shot in the head. The ponies had it even worse because they alcohol or their ‘hard cider’ wasn't even enough for the rebels. So, the drinks the rebels had for unknown reason (probably to get drunk as fuck when they kicked the combines collective asses.) was double or maybe even triple the strength of the alcohol the ponies drank. Needless to say they felt like they got ran over by and APC.

Speaking of APCS…

“Pass me that metal plate over there.” Dan said, working on fixing the almost demolished combine APC. Hoppers weren't designed to destroy vehicles, just personnel. A rebel walked back over to him with said flat metal.

“Thanks.” Dan said, taking and placing the metal in the correct spot. It wasn't needed, but it was still good to have armour over you're tires. The rebel ran over to a group of guards he was talking to earlier.

The ponies had no reason not to trust the rebels, they saved their Capitol 2 times. Or 1 time if you added them both together…

KER-FWOOOOOOOOOOSH

A large wave blazed over the sky, to the ponies it was their imminent death. To the rebels it was the biggest cock-block on the planet.

“What was that?!” One of the guards near the rebel said.

“That… Was the suppression field.”