Wehrmacht

Medics came inside Albert's tent where they found Garren lying down with a bite surrounded by color of wood.

"What is this?" one of them asked. "We can't cure this, but we can try to slow it down."
Albert flipped through the book and tried to find something in the old pages. He found a page where it showed a group of things needed for a cure against the bite. Albert read it and examined every detail to do it just right.

"It says we need medicinal herbs mixed with its poison," Albert announced.
Albert left the tent and went towards the usual soldiers who usually killed the timberwolves for firewood.

"You got any of the poison from the verdammt creatures?" Albert asked.

"Nein, we disposed of it," a soldier replied. "It was useless."

"Find one and bring it to me, jetzt!" Albert barked.
The men picked up their equipment and ran to the area he knew as the Everfree. Albert looked up to see winged ponies push gray clouds, he knew that it would rain and learned that pegasi control the weather. He didn't need rain, it would destroy their tents and some of the men had no shelter.

"FIRE THE FLAK GUNS!" Albert screamed. "Fire them at the those winged creatures!"
Without hesitation,the flak gun crews fired their AA shells at the ponies and routed them and their clouds.

"If they return with those clouds again, shoot them down!" Albert ordered. "Last thing we need is rain to flood our trenches and sag our tents."

Meanwhile, Dietrich, Eric, Franz and Johann returned to the barn to to find a large stash of food all over the barn, there was a large cake that was big enough to feed the whole camp an entire slice.

"I think we should cut out a piece, so we could take it," Eric smiled.

"Nein, I don't think we can carry that much cake," Johann said. "I'm sure that the medics won't approve."

"Ok, let's take some of the candy, to raise morale," Franz said.

"That we can take," Eric replied.

"Take what you can and burn this place to the ground," Dietrich whispered.
Johann too out a box of matches while the rest of the group took some of the food and scrambled out. The flames quickly spread to the wooden barn.

"You took what you needed right? Make a fake trail to draw them off," Johann said.
The group made a fake trail about a quarter-mile long and doubled back to distribute their loot back to camp. As they walked through the orchard, there was a flash of rainbow in the sky.

"Oh, Sheisse," Johann cursed. "Ficken ponies again?"

"Better be a Jew," Franz said. "We haven't killed anything in a long time."

"Put on your gas masks," Eric suggested. "We'll at least scare them."
Nobody hesitated, everyone donned their gas masks and began walking. Through the eye pieces, their eyes began to glow.

"What is happening?" Eric whispered. "I'm seeing orange."

"Is it the lens?"Franz asked.

"Nein, our lens were clear, it's our eyes," Johann said. "We're dead remember? And somehow, we're all alive."
The men continued through the orchard, until a cyan pony with a rainbow mane land in front of them.

"Halt, stop right there!" It said in a nervous, shaky voice.
Johann laughed with a deep voice and marched right past her, the others followed behind him and Franz shoved her out of the way.
The pony flashed right in front of them again. "HEY! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"

"Yes we can, now get out of here before I rip you to shreds!" Johann replied.

"That's it! You asked for..." the pony was knocked out by Johann. Johann took off his gas mask and spit on the unconsious pony.

"They're like Russian women," Johann laughed. "They are annoying."
The group went back to camp. Dietrich went back to the tent where Garren was lying with the medics injecting some sort of liquid.

"This should be the antidote according to the book," a medic said. "It'll put him under, but he'll recover."

"Convenience........ it's everywhere," Albert chuckled.

"How did he get such a wound?" Dietrich asked.

"To be honest, I don't know," Albert replied. "How's our supply runs?"

"We looted some candy to keep the morale high," Dietrich reported. "We also got some ripe apples along the way, and a few other food that Eric and Franz should be distributing now."
Albert ignored the list of food gathered as it didn't interest him.

"I've contacted the other battalions," Albert sighed. "They said they captured a few scouts in golden armor and they're being shipped here for transport. I want you to meet them right outside the orchard and bring the prisoners here. I want you and that good man Johann getting information out of them."
Dietrich nodded and began walking towards Johann's tent. He looked at Johann who seemed to know what happened as he smiled with glee.

"What are we doing?" Johann asked. "Looting or something else?"

"Gathering intel," Dietrich replied. Their objective excited Johann, who couldn't wait to torture the ponies that annoyed him and his fellow comrades. As they walked out of the orchard, a convoy of SdKfz. 222's and Opel Blitzes along with Zundapp motorcycles. A few SS soldiers step out and shove a tan colored pony with blue mane.

"Oberststurmfuhrer Koether sends his regards," an SS soldiers said. "Enjoy getting the information."
The SS shoved the pony towards the two men who took it back to camp.

Johann tied the pony to a Rommel's Asparagus pole and unsheathed his butterfly combat knife.

"Tell me the information I need to know or I will carve through your flesh!" Johann growled.

"You don't scare me you savage," the pony replied.

"You should tell him the information mein freund," Dietrich insisted. "Or else what he says WILL come true. I've seen him."

"Don't take me for a fool," he replied.
Johann stabbed the pony's leg and sliced through the flesh slowly as blood slowly poured out. The pony screamed in pain and Johann took out the flesh. Johann's eyes turned a bright orange and his old battle wounds became dark red.

"You think I'm joking? You are wrong," Johann chuckled. "Now, tell me your name and what you were doing before you are caught and you'll live."

"Ok! Ok! I'm Flash Sentry, I'm a new recruit, I've been assigned to scout strange activity in this area," the pony grimaced.

"Recruit? No wonder you got captured easily," Dietrich joked. "You got bad luck, schwein!"

"Do you know any locations around this verdammt area?" Johann questioned. "Or do you want less of your flesh and muscle?"

"A few actually," Flash winced. "Ponyville, which got attacked, Canterlot, our capital and that's all I know."
Johann stuck the knife into the wound and took out more of the flesh.

"Tell me who your leader is?" Johann asked.

"I can't tell you that!" Flash breathed out. Johann stuck the knife in the wound and slowly pushed it in making Flash scream in pain.

"It's Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, they rule at Canterlot," Flash said.

"Where is it?" Dietrich asked.

"It's overlooking Ponyville, and it should be on a mountain, you can't miss it," Flash explained. "Am I free now?"

"Yes, Flash, you are free from this world," Johann smiled. He untied Flash and led him away from the camp where he stuffed a gas grenade into his mouth and kicked it as hard as he could to embed it into Flash's throat. The gas burned the throat and went into the lungs. Flash felt as if he drank lava and his insides were in flames, he died from the gas that began to come out of his nose, ears and eyes before dissipating into the wind. Johann and Dietrich walked back to the camp with a smile on their faces.

"I enjoyed that," Johann said. "Call me next time when you need another to be questioned."
Johann left and walked back at the camp. Dietrich looked at the result of the interrogation, he smiled at the work Johann did, he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head and was out.