Tales of a Germane

Chapter six

Within the next days, I went to the commander to clarify everything about the training with the new equipment.
"So, we got a storeroom for the equipment?"
"Yes, we do."
"Perfect, do we have a military training area or something like that?"
"I fear not...(I groaned)...but I think there could be a possibility!"
"And that would be...."
"Well, there is a big open field with a forrest nearby, right on the edge to everfree forrest."
"Wonderful, let's take it."
"But there could be a problem..."
"What kind of problem?"
"Well, apparently, this area does belong to somepony."
"Oh, I see. Who is it?"
"Do you know Fluttershy?"
"Yes, I do."
"Well, she owns this area."
"Ok. Well, apparently I know her, and the my training partner Rainbow Dash told me some storys about her. She seems to be very kind, so I think that I maybe could make an arrangement."
"Well, good luck then."

2 hours later, I stood in front of Fluttershys cottage. It was a little nice house with all kinds of animals wandering around it. I went to to the house and knocked at the door. To my surprise, a little white bunny opened.
"Hello there little guy, I need to talk to Fluttershy (Gosh I love it when I make ryhmes without doing it on purpose), is she home?"

The bunny pointed into the house.

"Thank you kindly."

As I walked into the living room I saw the yellow pegasus, apparently feeding some animals in the moment. I cleared my throat.
The pegasus boggled and turned around, still a little trembeling.

"Hello Fluttershy. Do I disturb ?"
"N-no. It's fine" She answered, almost inaudible.
"Well, I'm here because I heard you own a rather big piece of land near everfree forrest. In fact, I still need a proper training area and I wanted to ask if..."

Before I could finish my sentence a fire began to grew in her eyes and she said:
"Try to take my land and soon you will face your end!"

With these words she turned around and kicked me in the face. I faltered, but i didn't fell. Instead I moved back getting in a defensive position and not minding my nose, wich probably was broken. But instead of an angry pegasus wich was jsut about to attack me gain, I looked at a little yellow something wich was buryin her face in her hoofs.

"Is everything alright?" I asked (Damn, she should ask me that!)

Her answer was a little squeak.

"Why did you do this to me?" I tried again.
"Oh, I'm SO sorry, mister. I didn't wanted to do this, you have to belive me! But I've been to a seminar about self-confidence quite a long time ago. I really tried to get these phrases out of my head, but sometimes I backdrop."

I remebered a story from Rainbow dash about Fluttershy and one so called "Iron Will". So I came back to business.

"Well, as I said, we need this area as training ground and I would be pleased if you could borrow us this area. Of course we would reward you in some way."
"Well, if you need it so badly....I guess I own you one."
"For what?"(Not that I couldn't imagine...)
"Your....nose."

I touched my nose with my hoof, just to move it away immediately as pain bursted through my body. My hoof (And the floor, too)was stained with blood.

"Guess you are right. Thank you anyway."
"Shouldn't we take care of that? I mean I could without problems, you can't imagine what kind of injuries my animals sometimes get." (Oh, believe me, now that I know you, I can)
"Yes, of course, that would be really nice."

Twenty minutes later, my nose was completely patched up and I went back to the base.
As I arrived there, the commander already expected me.
"Hello there, oh my goodnees, what happend to you?"
"Don't ask, but I have good news, we got the training ground." (Sometimes I feel like those ponies should be much more grateful to me than they actually are)

The next days I spend with supervisig the preparations of the training area wich ment diging trenches, positioning targets, building assault courses and so on. It's interesting to watch an untrained group of soldiers trying to dig a trench, but it's also kinda sad. In fact, somhow, the area was ready for the military exercises after a few days.

After a few more days the equipment arrived (Punctual as always, just like the Germane standart). Apparently, Rarity somehow made it to finish the work on the camouflage suits long before the agreed deadline, so I could start training the soldiers the next day. I and Rainbow celebrated our last training (Or better to say, last training for a good long time) with probably too much cups of cider. At least, I had a horrible headache the next morning.

The soldiers didn't prove themself any better. Well, according to my experince nobody can handle a gun perfectly at the first time, but these guys were...let's say, something special. But on the other side, I shouldn't expect something better from somebody who has never heard about a firearm before.

When I first demonstrated how to handle a gun, nearly all of them cringed when I fired the first shot. When it was time for them to shoot, it didn't became any better. The unicorns hadn't so much problems, apparently because these kinds of weapons are designed for unicorns. I still don't understand why they are desinged that way. I heard some crazy theories why, but this is another topic.

Apparently, it took about half a day to find a proper way for the pegasi to use the guns (Holding them up with one hoof and pulling the trigger with the tongue). This does not mean that their accuracy increased in some way (No, not at all). I mean, yes the recoil can be unexpected strong, but I still wonder how you can shoot a bird flying in a sixty degree angle above you, when you are supposed to shoot at a target directly ahead on the ground (I buried the bird on the training area without mentioning it to Fluttershy, I did't had the urge to get another kick in my face).

After the first day I summed the results of the training up and began to write a letter to the ministry of defence:

Dear ministry of defence,

The training with the new equipment has started today and if I survive the drill of the recruits, I think it will be finished in at least two months.

Ponyville military advisor,
Franz Siegmann

Man, these are probably about to be the longest two months I ever had. And the most dangerous two months as well.