The three of us walked to the door that led deeper into Jäger’s lair. “Alright here goes nothing.” Bonesaw said, sucking in a breath.

“Why are you stressing? You’re not the one being targeted.” I told her pressing a button on my helmet activating my torch.

“What, I can’t worry about my friend?”

“Companion.” I corrected her.

“...Whatever.” Bonesaw scowled, stomping a hoof she looked away.

I held my rifle tightly, adjusting my grip as I scanned my rifle from right to left in a sweeping motion. Taking in my surroundings. Not wanting to step on some sort of trap.

“What are you doing?” Blaze asked with a raised brow walking past me casually. “We’re turning you in for the reward, remember?” Blaze let out a breath. “What’s this?” He asked, waving a talon in my direction. “This soldier commando thing you’re doing? Just walk in there and present yourself. As my prisoner of course.” He hastily added.

“Just checking.” I relaxed, seeing him be nonchalant about this I trusted his instincts since he seemed to know Jäger. Working under him he would know better than most. “Alright then, lets get that reward.” I gave him a firm nod.

Blaze clasped his armored claws together, “Sweet, let’s get going then.”

The griffon led the way as we walked past several glass cylinders containing more dragons that appeared to be pickled in a blue liquid. Floating inside as they bobbed up and down wearing respirators as they exhaled bubbles signaling that they were still alive.

We moved past them dismissively as they were not our top priority. We did not have to wait long when Blaze finally delivered us to our desired destination. Pushing the door open I strode in resisting the urge to pick up my weapon and blast the crazy bastard who should have been dead.

Turning around, both Bombshell and Jäger turned their heads to see us.

“Good afternoon.” I greeted.

Blaze dramatically flew up in the air and landed loudly beside me. “I captured the creature boss! I would like to get the promised reward!”

“Revart?” Jäger asked, setting Bombshell down as he had been busy humping her leg. His cock exposed from his sheath with some mystery liquid leaking from the tip making me cringe at how casually he could face us with his junk out. “For zee kreature?”

“That would be correct, boss.” Blaze shoved me forward.

Still low in blood I stumbled forwards collapsing.

“Blaze!” Bonesaw angrily ran to my side glaring at the griffon as she helped me sit up and take a knee.

“What did I do?” Blaze’s wings twitched irritably. “I’m doing my job!”

“Vat I like is zee hunt.” Jäger removed his Luger from his chest holster, firing it at Blaze who lifted his helmet up defensively. The bullet deflected with a loud *cling*.

“The hell’s your problem?!” Blaze shouted in surprise.

Bombshell crawled backwards over Jäger’s desk disgusted that her leg was sticky from a hint of stallion seed. Having been sexually assaulted by the horny animal who just couldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. She fell backwards unceremoniously grabbing all of our attention as everyone turned to see the mare pop her head back up.

“I’m fine!” She exclaimed.

As if getting confirmation both me and Jäger whipped our weapons towards each other. Both of us began running and gunning, firing at each other with bullets flying around each other as I dove behind the desk beside Bombshell as Jäger ran through another door leading deeper into his territory.

“You can’t run forever!” I called after him.

“He’s got his spunk on my leg!” Bombshell dropped the accent as she looked at her leg. “Got damn it! Disgusting! Absolutely dirty! What the-”

I placed a hand on her shoulder, “I will get revenge for you.”

She slapped my hand off. “Are you kidding me?! I wouldn’t be in this mess if you’d just finished the job!” She shouted at me, slapping me with a verbal assault that rivaled a physical slap. I could almost swear my helmet almost got sent flying by how hostile her tone was. “Now get out my face before I smash your face IN!” She raised a hoof ready to hit me. Knowing how much those pony hooves hurt, I backed away. “Bonesaw attend to her. I need to finish this.” I said horically like some American action hero.

“We’ll he shot at me. He skimped out on my payment! Lets wring the little fucker!” Blaze said, placing his helmet back on.

“Alright then comrade.” I said as the griffon hound and I rushed the door where Jäger had gone through.

Reloading I began to say, “Ready? Breach and-”

With the sound of static from the hound, the griffon rushed through the door foolishly.

“Damn it!” I shouted after him as I peaked inside seeing his hoof trip a wire. With a whipping motion I saw the string zip past my eyes as I dove as a shotgun blast echoed in the enclosed space. It was deafening.

I heard metal pepper metal. Looking up I saw Blaze be launched off his feet as he was sent flying over me. Crashing with a dramatic roll. “You idiot.” I said raising my rifle as I got up to a crouch position, inching my way inside.

The room was a lot wider than before. The room looked like a training simulation with sandbags and punji boards. There were also targets of ponies made of metal cutouts. Something you’d see around a range to practice hitting targets.

“Where are you little fucker?!” I called after him. He almost killed me by sending his goons after me.

Static was heard behind me. I quickly whipped around preparing to blast the hound into the afterlife when the griffon held its talons up defensively. It was Blaze. I had accidentally flagged him with my weapon.

I whipped back around to observe the field. No movement as far as my eye could see.

“Kome ant fint me! Or I vill certainly fint you~” Jäger said over the intercom.

I rushed to cover just as the door across from us opened and armored troops emerged. This time the hounds weren’t griffons, but instead they were-

“Dragons!” Bonesaw ran past me jumping behind sandbags. Bombshell mirrored her movement. Turning around I saw dragons that were glossened by the blue fluid they were floating in. The dragons saw me and opened their mouths revealing their sharpened teeth. Letting out a mighty roar that made my bones rattle as fear gripped me on a primal level.

I felt myself pulled off my feet. Looking over my shoulder I saw that Bonesaw had pulled me behind cover alongside them as the armored and equipped dragons opened fire at our position. With their own kalash rifles. Only they resembled the traditional AK-47.

Bombshell was fuming with rage as she army crawled to a new position.

“What do we do?!” Bonesaw exclaimed, starting to hyperventilate, having the same fear I had. Only I pushed through letting my fear empower me.

Static from Blaze cut in as he tossed a grenade at the rushing reptiles. The explosion went off not too long after the naked dragons had stopped. Dazed from the sudden explosion standing around like bumbling idiots.

The griffon lepted at them while they were dazed, opening his armored talons as he sank his claws into their scales. Piercing them like fish hooks ripping flesh apart.

Turning my attention to the dragon hounds with weapons I opened fire back at them.

They too spoke in static with their helmets on. Making their words inaudible.

“Bombshell, you have a gun?!” I called the unicorn.

“I have my own!” The unicorn cried out as she emerged from her cover firing her luger pistol she held in her magic aura.

One dragon fell from our combined gunfire. We had to duck down for cover as their gun power was overwhelming. It made me wonder if my bullets were even punching through the armor or if they were just tanking my shots, and powerthroughing my gun fire.

“Bonesaw! Put yourself to use!” I said handing her my revolver. The mare took my gun confused. Wondering how she was to use it. Taking the gun handle in her mouth. Looking at me for approval, flagging me with the barrel.

Gripping the barrel I whipped her around to face the enemy. “Fire that way!” I instructed her.

“Turnink my own precious Bombshell against me kreature? But let me tell you zis, your tactiks vill not vork for long!”

“I’m not yours!” Bombshell exclaimed, stomping a hoof. The dragons refused to shoot at her. Per Jägers orders as I assumed. “I never was and I never will!” She reloaded only to quickly unload her gun at the dragons. Her shots deflected off the heavily armored dragons.

He was just that desperate to hump her leg; he must have thought of her as his hard to get girlfriend. He apparently liked her feisty personality along with his clingy dynamic.

“I beg to differ. Zere is nein shtallion in zee vorlt like I! I vill vorschip you like no ozer!” He declared over the intercom as the dragons focused on me. I army crawled as Bonesaw followed me, crawling behind me as she shadowed me. Sticking to me like glue.

“You, fire from here.” I said pointing at the metal cut out, wanting her to use it as cover while I sneaked around on the ground. “Draw their fire. You don’t have to expose yourself. Just hold their attention.” I instructed.

“You can’t be serious?!” The nurse squeaked. “I didn’t sign up for this!”

“Well you did now!” I told her already crawling off.

“Hey come back!” Bonesaw whined in a blind panic. Her location began to be targeted with the amount of noise she was making. She screamed as she held her hooves above her head as sand was sent flying around her as the sandbags she was behind were struck along with the metal target as it was dented inwards from gunfire until bullets began tearing through. “Ahh! Hunter help me you dumb bastard!”

Noticing that she wasn’t being targeted, Bombshell snuck away by simply walking away. Heading for the door where the armored dragons had come from.

Blaze held his own as he flew up high to gain some reach from the scaled dragons. Shooting down at them as he dipped down to dodge incoming gunfire from the dragons across the training facility.

There were tripwires of guns mounted around corners in sneaky ways to blow off knees. Crawling, I took my time defusing the traps. Continuing my way. Hearing Bonesaw cry over the gunfire was enough to tell me that she was still alive.

The dragons were moving in on her position, spreading out in an attempt to flank her. I waited until a dragon moved near my cover. When he was close enough I emerged with my toothpick in hand. My trusty knife. I pulled the dragon over to my cover as I thrusted my knife between the seam of his helmet undersuit. Carving into his neck as I dropped down to the floor.

The dragons stopped firing at Bonesaw’s location as they turned their attention back to me.

“Ja! Ja! Destroy zee kreature!” Jäger exclaimed over the intercom. “Hmm… Fräulein?”

“Shut up!”

“Vere is your accent my dear?” He asked as the two were in a strange love drama that I was not particularly interested in.

Static from the dragons as they rushed to my spot. Tossing their weapons aside as they ran out of ammo. It sounded like incoherent screams as the tv like static sound zeroed in on my location. It was like playing a horror game.

Popping up from my spot I fired my rifle at point blank range ripping through two of the dragons. Leaving only three left.

A dragon vaulted over my cover as it lunged towards me, claws raised as it swiped down. I held my rifle out in response. My rifle bent inwards threatening to snap in half. I stumbled backwards pulling out my knife holding it out in front of me. Backing away as I threw my head forward my face plate clamped down protectively over my face.

Sound was muffled as my hearing was consumed by the sound of me breathing through my gas mask. My eyes quickly scanned left to right. Finding the two other dragons flanking me. Making me wonder how I was going to survive this. When suddenly I was lifted off my feet flying up in the air.

“Need a lift?!” Blaze laughed. Looking up at him I saw half of his face clawed with some flesh and feathers dangling from his face. He had half his face ripped off yet he was soldiering on.

“Uh… thanks I guess?” I said feeling his talons hold onto my shoulders as he placed me on a dummy watchtower.

“No problem! Don’t worry I’ll take care of this!” He said, unslinging his rifle as he cocked it, turning to face the dragons down below. “Hey! Yeah you all! Come at me!” He dove down strafing at them as he fired like a plane shooting infantry.

I watched him just as I heard Bonesaw below me. “Hunter! Down here!” She called out to me. I peered over the edge.

I asked the more important question “Where’s my gun?!”

“What?! You’re not going to ask if I’m okay?!” Bonesaw stomped a hoof.

“You look fine to me. Now, my gun?” I asked as I used the ladder to climb down to be back at ground level and to retrieve my gun.

“Here!” Bonesaw puffed her cheeks out looking mad as she shoved the revolver against my chest.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked, inspecting my gun.

“You don’t even care! I’m okay by the way!” She started by bumping her muzzle with my crotch glaring up at me. Huffing she turned away from me, flicking her tail. “I’m not speaking to you!” The nurse stomped a hoof, sending dirt flying. Trying to act tough, she was putting her hoof down on the matter.

“Yes you are and good job at screaming by the way.” I reached towards her, giving her a little scratch behind the ears, just how she liked it.

“I’m still mad at you.” She didn’t even want to look at me.

“So be it.” I stopped as I turned to see Blaze finishing off the last dragon. Landing on the final dragon’s head, he whipped him around as the dragon gripped one of his talons, crushing him along with his armor.

Blaze cried out as I rushed to assist him, tripping a trap as a gun fired at my armored knee causing me to stumble forwards falling on my face. Thank goodness I was wearing a helmet! Scrambling to my feet I saw as the dragon launched Blaze several feet away, crashing into a pony cut out. The dragon stomped its way towards the griffon on its way to end him when I opened fire with my revolver. “Hey! Big ugly!” I shouted as my bullets bounced off harmlessly. The bullets whistling and dinging as metal struck metal.

The dragon turned towards me.

I holster my gun as I unsheathed my knife, readying myself for a fight.

The dragon let out a roar of static that made me tremble. After seeing what these things did to Blaze I did not know how well I’d fare against a legendary griffon. Us humans weren’t very good without our weapons.

The dragon sprinted towards me kicking up dirt. Several traps went off, firing off weapons harmlessly off the dragon.

I braced myself as the dragon spread its arms out like it wanted to give me one big hug. I ducked side stepping when it was close enough I held out my knife out to get an easy slice in. The dragon was too heavy and too fast to stop as it buried its feet in the sand sliding past me as my knife cut in between armor plates.

The dragon clutched it’s side as it whipped around smacking me with its armored tail sending me flying. Landing on a metal target bending it out of the way as I was sent rolling on the floor. Arched my back as I rolled on the floor fighting with myself struggling to get back up as the pain was overwhelming. Getting thrown sucked, “Bonesaw *gasp* distraction *gasp*.” I called out to the earth pony wanting her to do something. Give me time to recover.

The dragon came faster than I expected as it reached over a barrier grabbing me by the chest lifting me up. I slashed at its claw wanting it to let me go. The dragon slammed me down with such force I was positive that it made several bones crack. I gasped having the air knocked from my lungs.

Again I was slammed onto my back. Repeatedly the dragon continued to slam me when my chest armor was ripped from my heavy sherpa jacket. I collapsed on the floor going limp hoping the dragon would let me go.

The dragon tossed the armor aside as it grabbed me by the head, lifting me up with one claw. I could only glare back at the dragon as I breathed with heavy labored breath. I let out a weak growl in defiance.

“Off him!” Bonesaw cried out whipping around bucking her hindlegs at the dragon from behind the knees, causing it to fold like a folding chair.

The dragon took me with it as I collapsed on the dragon. Lifting my knife I stabbed it in the neck weakly, too weak to slice its throat open. The dragon gripped my helmet once more, pushing me off. I fell over limply not having the strength to fight much longer.

The dragon held a claw to its neck bleeding openly as it struggled to breath as it choked on its own blood.

Bonesaw came over to me as she went through her saddlebags hurriedly. “What’s wrong?! Help me diagnose! I’m not a doctor!”

“Bones…” I groaned while lifting up my gas mask to take in some 'fresh air' questionable.

“Stressed? Broken? Dislocated?!” She looked to be panicking, digging through her saddle bags hastily.

“Stressed? Maybe broke…” I gritted my teeth and made a face.

Blaze limped over to us. One eye hanging out making me want to look the other way. “Hey… I need help too… eye… haha.” He pointed to his dangling eye. Taking a seat beside me looking out of it. Me and him both.

“Here, potion for you! Drink up!” She lifted up the blue vial to my lips. “This health potion is weak but it should help. Drink up so you can be ‘big and strong’.” She poked to me like a caring mother trying to get me to drink the blue stuff. I liked hearing her speak in such a soothing manner. I felt like just sleeping as I felt the refreshing liquid smoothly glide down my throat.

It was like drinking premium overpriced water. Yet inside I felt my body start to feel normal again.

“Blaze! The fuck?!” Bonesaw cringed seeing his hanging eye. She wiped her hooves clean using some bottle of some liquid to disinfect her hooves as she carefully set his eye back inside his head with her hooves gingerly. Being careful not to cram it back in its socket scared that she might splatter it by accident.

“Take this.” She offered him a purple liquid instead.

“Thanks doc.” He drank the liquid greedily like a drunk downing hard liquid. “AH!” He stood back up as his face wound began to heal back up, only the side of his face that was ripped off healed back leaving a feathery bald spot. “They’ll grow back.” He winked at me. Walking to the downed dragon who was surprisingly still alive bleeding out. “Now… I want some payback.” The griffon gripped the knife in the dragon’s neck as he pulled it sideways causing a wave of blood to spurt out. The dragon fell over clutching at its neck. He cleaned the knife on his armor as he offered it back to me.

I took my knife back, setting it back in it’s sheath. “Comrade.” Me and the griffon shared a nod.

I got up to my feet.

“What do I do with this?” Bonesaw asked, holding up my horribly bent rifle.

“Hold onto it.” I told her.

“Really?” She confusingly eyed the ruined gun.

“Reward for you later comrade.” I told her with a nod.

“Comrade?” She asked confused.

“Let’s finish this!” Blaze said, reloading his rifle while I did the same with my revolver.

Going through the door where the armored dragons came from, we found a control room that had a grid of tiny screens with a microphone. In the room both Bombshell and Jäger are fighting hoof to hoof.

“Is zat all you got, my Tiger?” Jager licked Bombshell from the base of her neck all the way to her chin.

“AH! What the hell?!” She exclaimed, shoving him against the wall.

It confused me why she did not just shoot him with her side arm. She had so many chances to do so, which brought into question… why didn’t she do it? Did she actually… like him? Was this some weird lover thing?

“You know you like it!” Jäger pounced back on Bombshell, pinning the unicorn to the floor. His dick out of his sheath looking harder than ever, twitching with anticipation.

I fired my revolver into his side causing the stallion to fall over. “Ja hit me! Nein!” He suddenly shouted when he noticed his love was not the one who had shot him.

Blaze flew on top of Jäger, gripping the stallion’s head as he slammed it against the floor. “Where’s my pay that you owe me?!”

“My Tiger Bombshell is zee only one voo kan get answers out of me!” Jäger snarled, refusing to talk.

“You have a gun. Why didn’t you finish the job?” I asked Bombshell, who was dusting herself off inspecting her uniform for any cum stains.

“Simple, I wanted to make him suffer for destroying my favorite song! I could never love him after he did that! Not that I ever considered him a suitable candidate.” She sat down crossing her arms across her chest. “A suitable husband would be a perfect aryan unicorn stallion with a luscious blond mane and charming white coat.”

“Like yourself?” I asked only to get an upset nudge from Bonesaw who glared up at me.

“Ja.” Bombshell nodded. “Pretty much.”

“And your accent? Where’d it go?” I asked.

“Too much effort.” She shrugged. “Why would you ask about that?” She snorted, starting to smile at how ridiculous it sounded.

"Just wanted to know."

"They always do." Bombshell shook her head as her beautiful mane swished around lusciously.

She was a real prize pony by appearance. She must have had all the stallions falling for her just by her cleanliness and beauty alone.

She was actually rather nice when you weren't on her bad side.

"Goodbye Jäger."

"Zis is not zee ent my dear Tiger." He smiled at Bombshell eerily. The griffon gripped the stallion's head, squeezing it. Squishing the meaty pulp under his armored talon.

"Well that's that then huh…" Bonesaw noted.

"Yeah… so we're free to go?" I asked Bombshell who waved a hoof.

"Sure, whatever." She said dismissively. "I'm just glad he's gone."

"Run! Zee Red Army is koming!" An alarm began to blare as all the lights switched to blood red.

Soldiers carried stretchers of wounded as they retreated, entering the control room with us.

"Vat's goink on?!" Bombshell reverted back to her accent.

"Red Army! Zey hafe blown zrough the door! Zey're komink in!"

They took the emergency escape as we hastily followed, not wanting to get swarmed.

If the Red Army was anything like the Red Line back home. This only met large numbers and I was not prepared to handle an unending swarm.

Author's Note

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