Resistance

Bullets and arrows flew across the courtyard, the guards and rebels fought their way to the courtyard, crushing anything that got in their way. In cover, Chris elbowed the small broken door and stuck his SMG in to the hole, using the door as a shield he slowly walked and shot across the courtyard with the other backing him up, H jammed the retractable blades into a griffons neck, spraying blood all over the synth.

The chopper flew overhead of the city, spraying down and bombing the griffons moving to the courtyard. Griffon bodies littered the ground, stuffed with more bullets than blood. To be honest, they never really had a chance. The group was huddled down in a small trench, tossing grenades and firing AR2 bullets into the swarm of griffons approaching.

“These things dont quit!” Dan said, as he waited for his gun to recharge.

“Their like fast zombies!” Damian said, as he fired a sniper bulled into a griffons head, going through and killing 3 more. “QUAD.” He said, as he crouched back down, barley avoiding an arrow.

“Go get backup!” One of the lead griffons, a lieutenant, said, pointing to a large metal container that all the rebels were familiar with. A few griffons ran back and pryed the door open with a long metal tube spewing concrete everywhere and kicking dust up. The clinch and heavy footsteps made it all too clear was to what was in the container.

“COMBINE!” Amanda yelled, firing at the overwatch soldiers pouring out of the container. I guess more than just rebels didn't make it out…

“WHAT?! OH SHIT!” Dan said, shooting at them. Their superior armour absoarbed most of the damage.

…..

“Noah where are you?! There's combine soldiers down here!” The radio clicked off as Noah finished bombing more griffons inside the city. “WHAT? Combine?! I'll be over ASAP!” Noah heavily turned the chopper in the direction of the courtyard. Quickly spotting the half dead combine troops due to the 7 dead soldiers on the ground, also looked to the trench he noticed Dan and Chris had both been shot, luckily nowhere important or vital.

Everyone else, Damian, Amanda, the vort and H were still fighting. In the early days of the uprising most rebels were taught how to heal themselves, every rebel carried a small health vial. It was necessary considering there couldn't be any kids. No casualties could be afforded.

The hunter sprayed down the remaining combine, luckily the drop-ship container they were stuck inside was still intact. Those things come with a long range radio. It wasn't another hour or so before the griffons were kicked out of the city. Most of the civilians were alive due to a large cave system under the city. None of the griffons knew about it a neither did most of the ponies. But, they lived through the attack. It would be a day of so before Dan could walk. Chris was fine, guess he got the hand packed vial. Hand packed vials were always better because they were cleaned daily, the regular ones weren't the same. They could get cracked, broken or even smashed and lower the healing efficiency.

“That was awesome!” Noah said, as he hopped out of the landed chopper. Amanda was off in a corner wiping the blood off H, Chris and Dan were sitting on a bench and everyone else was in a circle near the fountain talking about something. Probably the combine.

“Hey Noah, come over here.” Damian said, waving Noah to come over. Walking across the burnt grass he reached the group. They were talking about the combine.

“Hey. So… The combine. If there here, what if the whole force trapped inside the citadel is here?” Damian said, getting a bit scared. If the force inside the citadel was here, there would be an army of synths coming to control and destroy all of ponykind. And the rest of the rebels…

“That would be very problematic. But I hear that a large outpost of rebels was underground trying to dig to the citadel. Maybe there here too?” Amanda said, walking up with H next to her.

“We should try to signal them on the radio. If their even here. But really, we never saw the magnitude of that explosion! For all we know, all of white forest could be here!” Chris said, walking up helping Dan. “Yeah… I could change the programming in the drop-ship container to contact non-combine radio frequencies. I still have my radio. I'm sure I could use it.” Dan said, pulling out the small radio for everyone to see.

“Well then, let's amass a rebel army!” Noah said, running across the small field to the drop-ship container. Everyone followed him down to the container. “There's no power.” Amanda said, stepping inside. Usually there's lights on inside, but now there's just none. That's why they had to pry the door open…

“Let me help.” The vort said, placing his 3 fingered hands on the container and releasing a charge into it, giving the container power. “Thanks, now let me get this radio on.” Dan said, walking in with Chris's help.

A few moments later Dan had the radio operational, he plugged in his radio and flipped on the combines built in transmitter.

“Is anyone out there?”

Scilence.

“Hello?”

“He… Thi…”

“Hello?! Shit, the signals too weak, hey vort. Give it another volt would ya?” Doing as asked, the vort pulsed the radio. Boosting the signal tenfold.

“Hello?”

“Hello? Hello! Hey! Been a while since we've had any contact with anybody else, we heard a loud explosion, then all the signals went dead. Were in a cave filled with zombies. There were been a few combine zombies. Those are new… Anyways, were are you?”

“Were on the surface… Try to dig you're way up. You'ell see a city on the side of a mountain. Were here and… Try not to get spotted by the locals. If you see an animal that looks like a horse, don’t kill them. If you see eagle bird things, kill them all. Were all alone now. Meet us in the city.”

“Did you say horse things?”

“Yeah. The citadel exploded and we are now in goddamn candyland. Just meet us and we’ll explain whats happened.”

“Ok… We'll start digging. Over and out!”