TitanFall: Equilibrium

I walked along the long line of ponies, looking at each of their features and figure. They all were fairly muscled, each had the look of devotion and the bravery of all good soldiers. There were a few in the line that I saw break stance. Casting me a nervous glance or a slight shift on their hooves. I could tell they were going to be the ones who are either special, or who will be left behind. In my time with the Militia, I have seen plenty of newcomers. People join the cause every day which means I've seen my fair share of the different types of people. Usually the ones who had lost something were the ones who would fight the hardest. Those who joined out of a bet or to get girls would be shot as soon as they came planet side.

To me, the ponies seem too nice and soft too actually be intimidating. I know looks aren't that important, but still, they're ponies. A species used for labor and taking shits. Horns and wings can only do so much to improve their ways of defense. I wouldn't need to train these guys if I knew we didn't need help. Fierce or not, I need as much support as I can get.

The line itself had about 26 ponies. Half stallions, half mares. Each had unique colors and patterns. There were a few more horn-heads than pigeons, but I wasn't going to complain with what I had since they were volunteers. I was halfway through the line when I saw a unicorn stallion up ahead look at me. This wasn't the "Damn she's scary look". This was more of "Those tits are hot and i wish I can shove my face in them" look. He noticed I saw him staring and quickly looked forward. I calmly walked over to him, making sure not to alert him of my presence. When I made it to him, I stood facing down the line, keeping my eyes forward. I could tell he was nervous as he shifted slightly again. I looked over at Christian and Joseph to make sure they had a nice view. They were standing a few meters away, watching from the distance so they won't get in my way. I winked at them and they both smiled evilly.

I turned towards the stallion and looked down at him. He didn't look up at me, he just kept staring forward. These ponies were only about 5' 5''. He was a little bit taller than the others. Given that information, since I was standing fight in front of him, there was only one thing he could look at. My tits. I laughed internally like a mad person when I saw him start to sweat.

"Something catch your eye soldier?" I asked him. He looked down and tried to hid the red blush forming on his face.

"N-no, Sir." he stuttered. Liar Liar balls on fire, I thought.

"Did I say you can break posture! LOOK FORWARD RUNT!" I yelled in his face. He winced to the volume of my voice. Pony ears are sensitive. Makes sense. He looked forward at my breast. I had decided that I wanted to be comfortable today. I was told it would be hot so I wore some shorts, a loose workout shirt and a sports bra. The fun things about sports bra's was that they gave off a good view of cleavage. The only thing I don't get was why he was staring. These ponies didn't have tits. I had no idea why he was staring since I have nothing that would be attracting to him.

I looked at his features, making a mental note to keep an eye out for him. He had a white coat with a yellow and red striped mane. His eyes were a soft orange. I looked behind him and saw his mark was a flaming sword. I looked away from his ass and looked at his eyes. He was still sweating and I could see his blush through his white coat. I thought of the ways to punish him. I could make him do a bunch of drills and tire his ass out... but I had a better idea. First I needed to find out what his kinks were.

"What's your name runt?" I asked. He raised a hoof to his head, saluting and replying in military form.

"Private Heat Blade, Sir!" he responded loud and clearly. I was a bit surprised to find out he was a private. Celestia said the volunteers varied in rank. I guess having a private is good since they can start fresh. But then again, I would prefer obedient troops who knows what's right and wrong.

"Is there a reason you were staring at me just now?" I asked, raising my tone slightly. His eyes turned to pinpricks when I asked the question. He knew he had to answer. There was no way out. What he said next caught me off guard.

"I-I like your udder S-Sir." he said meekly. I stared at him as I felt a slight blush form on my cheeks. I looked over and saw Christian and Joseph biting their lips, trying their best to not burst out laughing. I have been called many things. People always said I had a nice pair whenever they had the chance to see them. Never if my life has said to me they like my udders. I didn't know what to feel. Should I feel flattered that a pony has interest in me? Should I be mad he is looking at me that way? Does this guy even know the difference between udders and breast.

I rolled my eyes and turned around, walking away from him and the line. I didn't need to say anything. Not because I was mad, but because I was afraid he might see my blush or think I like him back. If these ponies are anatomically correct, I wasn't interested in having myself split in half.

We were standing behind a firing range my crew had set up. It wasn't used a lot since we had to save resources, but I decided we should educate the ponies in how we do things. I turned around and faced the line of ponies. They all looked at me, waiting for orders. Heat Blade stood there red like a tomato. He avoided my eyes. I reached behind me and pulled out a handgun. It was a P2015, a small handgun used by most of the crew. Each member had at least one of these thing. I held in above me, making sure the ponies had a good view.

"This here is the P2015. It holds a 11 round mag of .45 caliber bullets. This thing is small, but it is always good to have one on your side. In order to use this weapon, you must first take the loaded clip and slid into the bottom of the gun." I slowly went through the motions so they didn't miss anything.

"Next you will pull back the slide, cocking the gun and loading a bullet into the chamber. Once the bullet is inside you will be ready to aim. For safety precautions we have a safety on the side of the gun. Click it so the dot is red and you will be able to fire." I clicked the safety and showed them the little green light turning red. I turned around and pointed the gun at the dummies put up by the ponies and my crew. They were made to look like humans, but they had small pieces of pony armor on them so we could identify where we shot them.

"The gun has a little kick, so make sure to hold it with a firm grip. Aim the weapon, and when ready, fire." I said as I pulled the trigger. The gun kicked back slightly as the bullet left the chamber. The sound from the gun wasn't very loud since we were outside. I smiled as I saw the bullet hit the head of the dummy I aimed at. I decided to show off my skills and continued firing.

The setup in front of me had many guns to chose from. There was the wingman, the AAP15, the R201, and the CAR smg. I would fire all the rounds from the gun, slide out the mag, quickly put in a new one, and continue firing. I moved from the pistol to the AAP15 fully automatic pistol. Even with the full auto, I was able to pull off headshots on all the dummies. I switched out the pistol for the CAR. As I loaded in the clip into the gun, I took a quick peak at Christian and Joseph. They both stared in interest. They always said they wanted to see how I spend my free time. Now they were getting quick glimpse what I do in my daily routine. I finished off the mag of the CAR and put the gun down. I looked at the dummies and saw each one had a burning hole where the head should be.

Turning back to the ponies, I kept my face neutral. "Lineup and grab a pistol. You will start soft and easy and work up aim to the more difficult weapons." I said. They all saluted and walked over to the guns. I stood to the side and observed them shooting. It would take time for them to come even close to what I need them to be, but I needed their help. As much as I wanted to leave and ditch these ponies, I knew I couldn't leave them to the fate of the IMC. And now one of the ponies shot themselves.