Resistance

Mp7 shots rattled off in the distance, the clatter of shells against concrete was a sound most of the occupants of Trottingham were used to by now. After the loud yet short bursts from Mp7s followed the series of thuds from AR2s, screams of pain the explosions echoed inside the city.

An APC sprayed with the lambda symbols rolled down the streets towards a combine barricade at full speed, hopper mines rained down on the hunters guarding the doors, most of the hoppers made of down but they also made it with the corpses of pegasai. The APCS main turret fired of a burst of energy round, tearing through the overwatch soldiers stationed at the gate.

The APC slammed into the gate, destroying it and crippling the arm attached to each door. As soon as the APC hit the wall an Annihilation mortar setup on a nearby rooftop fired off its payload, raining hell on the APC.

Overwatch soldiers sprinted to the front entrance of the once-hotel turned mortar base. Unicorns used their magic to toss grenades into the windows, followed by a brief ‘Shit!’ Then an overwatch soldier being tossed out the window.

Zombies and headcrabs poured out of a nearby APC with a canister lodged into the top.

“Fire!” A rebel yelled, giving the signal to a group of the most accurate unicorn marksmen, who fired of rockets at the base of the hotel. The hotels supports gave a terrifying screech in protest, but still proceeded to lead forward.

Another wave of rockets.

Another loud protest.

Another wave of rockets.

Another strider down.

Bursts of SMG fire.

Rebels down.

Burst of shotgun fire.

Zombies down.

Such was war, Equestria had never seen such conflict but it seemed like they were natural born killers. They just didn't have the right Equipment. Princess Luna was on the front-lines, flanked on her sides by a group of ponies and the strider the rebels have started to all call ‘Hal’ for some reason.

“Haaaacks!” A rebel yelled, aiming down the holographic sight of his mp7 and firing a full clip at a swarm of incoming man-hacks. The rebel was sliced to pieces before he fired again, as the swarm was too much. Any rebels waiting for a chance to strike took it and let loose on the swarm and hotel.

The hotel was the combines last line of defence before the transmission tower.

Rebels and ponies alike swarmed into nearby buildings to save themselves from a sticky fate, however were trapped inside a subway tunnel due to rubble and debris clogging up the stairs. Subways were still new the Equestria, and were mainly powered by magic but the combine turned them into the new nova prospekt. During the steer shoot-outs, ponies clad in overwatch shotgun armour. They didn't have weapons but they were the equivalent of armoured stalkers.

Flashlights on, the group moved deeper into the tunnel. They eventually spotted a large combine barricade, most likely guarding a back entrance or escape tunnel for the hotel.

“Oh shit.” Damian said, carefully and quietly taking the overwatch sniper.

“What is it?” Amanda asked, slowly moving towards the corner to peek into the long tunnel down. The tunnel was wide and had lights at the end, illuminating the combine blockade. The rebels were in complete darkness and cut-off from the rest.

“There's an elite, and 2 snipers. Oh… And even worse theres a bunch of floor turrets.” Damian took aim with his sniper, but the laser only was shown when you slightly press the trigger.

“There's no way we could rush that…” Amanda said, turning around and walking away. She came back a few seconds later with the rest of the group, which wasn't much. The other end of the rail was destroyed and collapsed, the only way into were they were was through the main station’s offices.

An older-than-the-rest-looking earth pony clad in overwatch armour pointed out something stuck in the rubble.

“There. There was an old was museum nearby, looks like the guards stationed here tried to get the cannon working. And by the looks of the aura around it and the destroyed APC in the street, they did.” The guard was one of the guards they found stationed with the people so hid in the outskirts and inner city areas of Trottingham. There were about 20 ponies inside one building, it was lucky when they were found a striders were blowing down house after house. After getting suited up they were charged into combat.

Nobody had any military training other than the royal guards ( if you could even call it training ) and yet the combine couldn't hold out. They were superior in every way with the exception that they didn't have the numbers.

“So… We could re-position it to take out the barricade is what your thinking?” The guard asked Amanda.

“Yeah…” Amanda went over to the cannon after whispering to a group of unicorns to follow her.

The cannon Didn't look very sturdy, but sure looked like it could destroy. It was 3 large cannons attached together, a small horn insertion point like a key hole to fire the weapon. The cannons were placed on top of a sheet of hard metal that had 4 large metal wheels sticking out of it. The cannons had strange looking tubes and lightbulbs.

“All the technological stuff was to super charge magic.” One of the unicorns said. The group moved into position and pushed the cart so it could make the combine non-existent. After a quick moment, the unicorns voted on who is the most magically adept, and the call to firing a weapon of mass destruction was answers by a unicorn named ‘Bright Fire’, the most ironic name.

The tri-cannon, that the rebels learned was called the spell-caster was positioned to face the combine barricade at the end of the tunnel. The unicorn stuck his horn in the small space, the bulbs started glowing a soft orange colour, the rebels heard the combine radio chatter from where they were. Worrying this would cause them to be caught and subsequently killed made a sweat drop from the ponies and Amanda around the caster.

A single CP took out and loaded a clip into an Mp7, and ran into the tunnel. If there was one thing the rebels didn't understand, it was why CPs didn't just drop their masks and join the rebels. Fortunately, the light didn't get and brighter so nopony or person was shown by the orange glow. The Civil Protection officer walked down a route that would take him past the rest of the rebels. When he was next to them, that all yanked him in and knocked him out.

“Cannon charged…” Bright whispered.

“HEY COMBINE!” Amanda yelled, immediately getting all their heads to turn to her.

“GET REKT.” The cannon fired all the red magical orbs at once, they soared into the wall behind the combine and immediately exploded, releasing no force but lighting everything ablaze and instantly killing the combine. It was the napalm bomb humanity always wanted…

When the fire cleared, the rebel group moved into the door that somehow didn't get completely demolished in the ‘explosion’. It lead to the staircase up into the hotel. The mp7 gunshots were still prominent, but their weren't as many of them. The group ran up the first floor, the front door had a manned turret in the space of the front door, and 2 soldiers were firing mp7s out the window.

4 bullets and a stunstick to the neck was all of took to drop them, then the rebels proceeded up.

They were on the stairs on the right side of the building, and connected to all the floors. There was a staircase on each end of the building, kicking open the 2nd floor door, mp7 shots rained down on the combine soldiers firing out the windows. The stairs up were destroyed by the front half of a gunship. The rebels quickly ran across the hall, sneezing a peek out the window.

….

“Chris keep shooting! We haven't come this far to give up!” Noah yelled, firing off more ar2 bullets at the overwatch soldiers inside the windows of the hotel.

“I think Damian and Amanda are ok! I saw them go into the subway tunnel!” Dan fired a grenade out of the SMG into a window, popping out 2 soldiers.

“Id hope so.” Noah loaded another magazine into the ar2. “They are probably our best fighters.” The distant sound of propellers reached the rebels.

“GUNSHIPS!”

…..

The rebels kicked open the roof access door, just a a gunship flew over the roof.

“Oh crap.” The mortars fired off, smashing down rooftops. A rebel threw a grenade and a unicorn floated a shotgun behind an overwatch soldiers head, tearing off his upper right head and dropping him off the roof.

The gunship picked up the signal of the dying overwatch soldier and turned its attention to the roof. Firing a hail of bullets, it tore across the roof, killing a few ponies and rebels.

“Oh Buck!” A unicorn yelled and fired off some SMG bullets at the gunship. A rebel put his hand on the top of the gun and lowered it. “Its pointless. Their bulletproof.” The unicorn nodded and crouched down behind cover. Damian looked at the mortars.

“We can use the mortars!” He yelled to Amanda.

“It has a delayed fire, we would never be able to hit it.” Amanda sighed in defeat.

“Lead the shot.” A unicorn said, tossing in his 2… Bits.

Doing just that, the mortar lead a shot after some elite nerdy mathematics and pierced the hull of the gunship. Letting out a pained howl, the gunship crashed onto the roof and slid off, plummeting to its final resting place.

The rebels group up in the streets again, and prepared for a final attack.