The War to End All Wars

Explosions rocked the earth, knocking the armored Humvee slightly off its course. "Hobbs, we need you to fire that god damn gun!" shouted the driver frantically. Lieutenant Christopher Hobbs loaded his M4A1 rifle and fired controlled bursts of rounds at a group of Pegasi launching fireballs down at ground forces. One of the Pegasi let out a screech before plummeting to the ground in a blast.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Three more hollow-point rounds left the end of his weapon and plunged themselves deep into the body of another Pegasi, whom spiraled downwards before meeting his end mere inches from the Humvee. Hobbs tightened his grip on his gun as he pulled the familiar trigger once more. His actions were met with a loud click, as he realized he had emptied his magazine. He reached for another magazine as a fireball detonated infront of the Humvee, and the driver took a sharp turn to avoid it. Hobbs cringed as his ammunition flew out of his hand, rolling off the Humvee and into the vast lands of dirt.
"We have an enemy air unit at 2 o'clock, take him down!" shouted the driver..
"Loud and clear!" replied Hobbs coolly.

Hobbs managed to reload and squeezed the trigger in a cool, calculated motion. A bullet struck a fireball just launched by a Pegasi, detonating it in midair, devouring the Pegasi whom had launched it. The roar of rifles filled the air as bullets flew in all directions. A platoon of soldiers were caught in the blast of magic, causing them to fly through the air. Hobbs cringed as a Medic was blasted away in a similar fashion, killed instantly trying to save his comrades. A nearby building was blasted away by an unseen force, causing it to collapse. Hobbs felt rage course through his body as he remembered why he had joined the United Army for Humanity. A close friend had been lost in the Al-Qaeda attacks on 9/11. As anger burned his blood, he ripped a grenade from his belt and launched it at a stampeding group of Earth Ponies. They were quickly dissolved into a vibrant explosions, smoke rising from the blackened ground where they once stood.

Hobbs allowed himself a brief smile, before being snapped back to reality by the screams for help of the men being bombarded around him. Suddenly, his Humvee was struck by a blast of magic. His vision blurred as he lay on the dirt.
'What... what happened.... my skin... it burns... am I on fire...," He turned his head as the flaming shell of the Humvee. He saw the burning corpse of the driver who had just moments ago spoke to him. He fought for his breath as a searing pain found its way through his torso.
'My ribs... are they... broken..." His vision began to black out as he fought to stay awake. Suddenly, another explosion rocked him into a silent blindness.