Stories of War Ponies

Bridge duty.

It was boring as usual. I sat behind my .30 caliber machine gun for days on end. The boys and I took turns while the others slept or did other things.

Every now again a squad would pop across and we would unload lead death into them. One or two would escape to tell the tale of the heroic Equestrians blocking the evil Changelings from invading…wherever the hell we were.

But one day something else happened. A pair of Gryphons came along and placed some suspicious looking bags on the bridge, I didn't pay them any mind passed that, they were just Gryphons. But then, an entire convoy of tanks and infantry poured across the bridge. I sat there, minding my post. I heard the sounds of battle in the distance. Then it went quiet again. After a few minutes that same convoy came strolling across the river only missing a pony or two here and there. I was right confused.

Then, a TANK came rolling up, I shot at it in a frenzy, not knowing what else to do. Then the bridge EXPLODED, I was amazed! Some miracle of Celestia saved my life that day.

But even with the bridge gone I was still told to stay right where I was, in fact the area was even more reinforced with anti-tank guns and more infantry, all on this blown up bridge.

I held my ground like a true soldier. Then the bridge started repairing itself, metal plates coming out of nowhere. Then, like a flash, a horde of tanks rolled across, but no miracle came today.

They fired on every position we had, obliterating everything. An explosion ripped apart my sandbag wall, throwing me back, I started blacking out. But a voice echoed in my mind...

"Don't worry guys, I have a Tiger Tank coming in a minute."