Back at base, an armored company of tanks rolled away from the base. Two Matilda IIs, an FCM 2C, and a Churchill Mk VII drove away, with two BREN carriers carrying a squad of British troops.

Not far behind them, was an M-3 Halftrack with a squad of American troops.

Fluttershy and Rarity sat on the Churchill's engine hatch, behind the Churchill's 6-pounder turret. "My, these things are an awfully comfy ride.", Rarity said, as she looked around.

"The British are so nice as well.", Fluttershy said. She grinned at the commander of a Comet, who wasn't looking at her direction.

The commander of the Churchill sipped on a cup of Earl Grey tea, as the rumbling of their heavy tank filled his ears. The commanders and crews of Churchill tanks could relax, since Churchill tanks were more armored than even Tigers.

"Dear?"

The Royal Armored Company commander turned to Rarity, who balanced herself by propping her front hooves on the back of the Churchill's turret. "What tea is that, if I may ask?", she asked.

"Earl Grey. Would you like some?", the commander asked.

Rarity smiled. "Yes. Thank you, dear.", she said. The commander disappeared into the tank, before bringing out a metal teapot and an extra teacup. Rarity breathed in the aroma of sweet nature leaves and orange. She was about to accept her tea when a gunshot rang out.

The porcelain teacup shattered, and tea splashed on Rarity's fur and the turret of the tank. Rarity let out a yelp of anger and slight surprise, turning to the halftrack.

The soldiers in the halftrack laughed as the young soldier holding his smoking M1 Carbine received praise for his marksmanship.

"Those ruffians!", Rarity said. Fluttershy curled up in a ball to try to avoid Rarity's imminent rage. Rarity was about to hurl the broken pieces of the teacup at the Americans, when a hand grabbed her hoof.

The commander sighed. "Leave them. They don't have to be as sophisticated as us to be on our side. They're all just bastards. Always have been, always will.", he said.

Rarity sighed and dropped the broken porcelain pieces. "I'm sorry...", she said.

"Don't worry about it, just focus on the task at hand...or hoof.", the commander said. He turned and held up a pair of binoculars to get a look ahead.

On the French heavy tank, Pinkie Pie was trotting across the ten meter long top of the massive vehicle. The French tank commander on the turret glared with a deadpanned expression as Pinkie Pie sang an unintelligible song.

He sighed and, rubbing his forehead under his commander's cap. "Je déteste ma vie.", he grumbled.

Back at base, Applejack and a group of Royal Guards sat on a Panhard 178, while two Renault R35 tanks, an Sd.Kfz 234, a King Tiger, and a Panther rolled out of base camp, the Panther in the lead.

Applejack looked up at the King Tiger,with its sloped armor and its 88 mm KwK 43 gun shining in the sun. The commander stuck out of the drum shaped cupola, surveying the scene on one side, while the turret pointed to watch at another.

The Tiger had a Hinterhalt-Tarnung camouflage pattern, like a spotted cat. Applejack stared up at the monster, as the sound of rolling wheels and crushing tracks shook the air around them.

"Don't be scared."

Applejack turned to the guard next to her on the armored car. The guard had a fierce look on his muzzle, and he too was looking at the King Tiger. "We'll put that thing down if it turns against us.", he said.

Applejack turned to the King Tiger, which the commander was now staring back at them, his peaked hat hiding his eyes and facial expression. She gulped nervously. "Ah'm hoping it doesn't."

Back at Ponyville, Celestia sat in front of Jack, who had a bandage on the left side of his face. He was looking down, his helmet hiding most of his face. Whatever could be seen was obscured by the bandages.

Celestia glared down at the flame soldier, before using her magic to lift up his head. Jack simply looked up at her with deadpan eyes and a grim smile.

"Who are you?", the princess asked.

"You should know. That prince of yours told you, has he not?", Jack asked. "Tell me, are that lovely princess and that arrogant prince of yours really siblings?"

"Yes, and Shining Armor is not arrogant. He just wishes for the happiness of his kingdom.", Celestia said, proudly. "In case yiou haven't noticed, he rules an entire empire with just his hoof, alongside his wife."

"I see.", Jack said. He seemed to believe her, but Celestia thought he didn't. "We have a Führer. Führer means a tyrannical leader-"

"Yes, I know what that word means.", Celestia said.

"His name is Hitler. He's the one who brought our land, Germany, out of the darkness after our first war. We have created an alliance with more countries to cleanse planet Earth of the filth known as the Allies.", Jack continued, his voice sounding more menacing by each word he spoke. "Seeing what's going on here, I think we're not in those conditions anymore."

Celestia blinked.

"Hitler may be a tyrant in politik, but he's actually a good father. He has a military academy known as the Hitler Youth Organization, and he acts like a father to them. The Hitler Youth raises soldiers for their SS and military as well as their...I'll stop here. Entschuldigung für das Wandern.", Jack said.

"I must hear your word, to fully understand what's going on.", Celestia said. Jack looked up, a smirk on his face. His eye hid a mischievous glint that luckily for him, the princess didn't see.

"Ich verstehe.", Jack said. "Well, allow me to tell youwas wirklich passierte."

Flashback: unknown

Jack and his division walked through the snow, the Flammpanzers and SPGs following. Every soldier had cigarettes in their mouths, struggling to keep warm.

One soldier had a mountain of snow on his helmet, not noticing until he bent over to toss out his depleted cigarette, only for the large amount of snow to almost bury him when he looked up.

Jack and the others laughed as the soldier pulled himself up to his feet. "You alright?", Jack asked.

The soldier grinned, as he wiped the snow off his face. "Ja.", he said.

A soldier on a Flammpanzer chuckled, before he looked around. "Ich sehe nichts. Sind Sie sicher, dass Stalingrad in der Nähe ist?", he asked.

"Stalingrad is close, I'm sicher of it.", Jack said. "Hier werde ich etwas Wärme geben."

He lit his Flammenwerfer and fired a burst of napalm that temporarily blew off the blizzard winds.

The troops stared blankly at what was in front of them, as a white creature stalked closely to them...

Flashback end.

"Sir!"

A German trooper ran up, his Kar 98 in his hands. "Where've you been?", he asked.

Jack smirked. "It seems I'm needed. So...", he said.

"Not so fast.", Celestia said. "We're not done."

"Don't worry. I'll finish the story later.", Jack said, winking with his one good eye. Then he grabbed his incendiary weapon and ran off with his subordinate to the rest of his men.

A StuG III rolled by as Celestia sat down. She looked up to see a P-63 Kingcobra fly by.

Jack and his comrade ran past a Tiger and stopped as a halftrack passed them by.

Once the vehicle left, they could see their platoon smoking and waiting, with a group of Italian troops waiting near them.

"Hey, Jungs!", Jack said.

The troops looked up, and they all grinned to see their Leutnant come back. Celestia watched as the black uniformed soldiers dog piled each other, before getting up and walking towards the edge of the base.

Celestia smiled as she watched the reunion before her, as a Jagdpanzer IV drove behind her.

"I was wrong. Humans do have feelings and-"

The Jagdpanzer IV rumbled behind her, and Celestia shook off the sound of crackling dirt and shifting treads.

"They have feelings, and they-they...", Celestia continued over the sound of several wheels.

The Jagdpanzer IV stopped rolling, before turning around, causing even more noise than before.

The princess felt her eye twitch as the rumbling of the tank finally made her snap.

"Can I PLEASE have some peace and quiet?!", she yelled, firing a blast of harmless magic at the tank hunter.

The flat tank was hit on the side, causing it to spin out. the 75mm gun swung around and accidentally smacked Celestia on the head. Both the tank and the princess spun around, before falling flat and still.

On the Jagdpanzer, the commander stumbled out of the hatch, before falling on the ground, groaning.

"Princess?"

Celestia groaned and looked up to see a trooper standing there. "Remember that patrol you sent out? Commander Ahti was leading it?", he asked.

"Yes, what happened? Is everything alright?", Celestia asked.

"...no.", the trooper said.

Somewhere else in the base, Shining Armor and Twilight sat awkwardly on a Studebaker US6, as the troops and vehicles went around and about their business. Cadence and Flurry Heart sat against the truck, Cadence playing with the baby alicorn.

A couple British troops sat with Cadence, watching the baby alicorn magically juggle their Brodie helmets.

Twilight watched as a Waffenträger Auff Pz. IV rolled by, the crew chilling behind its 12.8 cm cannon.

"So...how have you been?", Shining Armor asked. Twilight jolted and turned back to her older brother.

"Oh. I've been good.", Twilight said.

"That's good...that's good.", Shining Armor said, tracing his hoof around the hull of the truck.

Twilight cleared her throat. "So, was Jack polite?", she asked.

Shining Armor muffled a scoff. "Heh, you can say that.", he muttered.

He turned to Flurry Heart, who kept looking around, as if looking for somepony, or someone.

"Honey, what's wrong?", Cadence asked her daughter.

"Jack?", Flurry Heart cooed. "Jack."

Twilight and Shining Armor blinked. "Wait...", Shining Armor said.

"Jack.", Flurry Heart repeated, all while searching the area for him. Once she couldn't find the familiar black Stahlhelm, she started bawling.

Cadence, Twilight, Shining Armor, and the soldiers recoiled as the screaming caught everyone's attention around them.

A nearby patrol of Sd. Kfz 2s stopped in surprise as the screaming filled the air.

Celestia and the Jagdpanzer IV commander stopped arguing and turned to the scene.

"Umm, honey? Could you go and find Jack?", Cadence asked, sheepishly. The British soldiers were busy covering their ears as the alicorn started throwing their Brodie helmets at them.

"Sure...", Shining Armor said. He hopped off the truck and trotted away. Twilight shook herself out of her scream distracted daze and jumped off as well, following.

Somewhere else...

Rainbow Dash dodged a few cannon rounds as an ME 262 chased her through the clouds. A burning FW 190 spiraled down to the ground, as several of the Flak 38 trucks raced around below, firing.

Several flak clouds exploded around the area, bombers, planes, and Pegasi dodging the storm of air shrapnel.

Spitfire shot a bolt of lighting that zapped one of the trucks, immediately blowing it up. The remaining trucks aimed after Spitfire, before a Hurricane opened fire on another two trucks. Both trucks exploded, leaving five anti-aircraft mounted trucks left.

A P-47 swooped down and released two of its "Holy Moses" rockets, destroying more trucks. Rainbow Dash watched as two more P-47 Thunderbolt fighters flew down after the flak trucks. She watched as the pinnacles of her fears exploded in flames before her, and flew back up to Cloudsdale.

The Royal Guard had subdued the Wonderbolts, explaining the situation, while the remaining planes landed on what was left of Cloudsdale. Rainbow Dash landed on a cloud next to a Heinkel. She looked to two British RAF pilots walking towards a B-17.

"Where's those jets?", Rainbow Dash asked, as she trotted over to the pilots.

"We shot them all down. None are left.", a pilot said. Rainbow Dash nodded, before walking to the Pegasi. A Royal Guard stepped aside and stood by as Rainbow Dash stood in front of the Wonderbolts.

"R-Rainbow Dash?", Spitfire asked. "What's...going on?"

Rainbow Dash smiled. "It's a long story.", she said. She turned to look at a Hurricane fighter, its pilot sitting in the cockpit with a cigarette in his mouth.

Back at base, Shining Armor, Jack, and Twilight were walking back to Flurry Heart. They didn't even get lost this time, since all they had to do was follow the foal's screaming.

"So...what's that?", Twilight said.

"Flammenwerfer. Shoots nitrogen and gasoline lit by a fuse.", Jack said.

"How does it work?", Twilight asked, now intrigued by the large contraption.

"See, there's pressure in the nitrogen tank that forces the gas out the nozzle. The gas is brennbar-that means flammable-and passes through the fuse. The fuse at the end is a lighter, and the gas lights and it shoots-", Jack explained, before a blue aura surrounded him.

Jack was still talking, unaware that Shining Armor had cast a muting spell on him. Twilight looked up, struggling to understand what he was saying. Then she held up a hoof with an apologetic smile, before turning to her brother with an irritated look.

"Shiny...", Twilight said, in an annoyed tone.

Shining Armor just smirked. "What?", he asked. Jack noticed the aura around him and glared at Shining Armor.

The Crystal Empire ruler sighed. "Fine..." He released the aura, and Jack continued walking. Twilight followed, as did Shining Armor.

"So, sorry about my brother.", Twilight said. "Anyway, you were-"

"He's your brother? It's true?", Jack asked. Twilight nodded, and the flame trooper sweat dropped.

"You have my condolences.", Jack said. All color-including his white coat-drained from Shining Armor when he heard Twilight giggle at this statement. The two continued to walk, and he quickly galloped after them.

Somewhere else, Auftragsmörder sat on his tank with Lena. He kept trying to break through to Lena, who was constantly ignoring him. The German tank commander just kept holding the tied up mercenary in his arms, trying to get her to talk.

"Come on...you don't wanna talk?", Auftragsmörder asked. "Please? Please?"

Nothing.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?"

Lena sighed and shook her head.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?!", Auftragsmörder droned.

"NO!!", Lena yelled, before immediately shutting up. Auftragsmörder grinned. "You said one word. I'll take it."

"Sir." The gunner of Auftragsmörder's 57mm gun on the A7V walked up.

He put Lena down and hopped off his A7V. His expression immediately became serious. "Ja?"

"We have to see the princess.", the gunner said. He looked up at Lena, his grip on his MP-18 tightening. Lena glared back with just as much ferocity. The two locked glares, lightning connecting in the space between them.

Auftragsmörder sweat dropped as the tank crew member and Lena continued to lock glares, before sighing. "Mein Gott...", he muttered.

Somewhere else...

Rarity and Fluttershy were asleep on the back of the Churchill, the Char FCM 2C close behind.

The Churchill commander yawned as the tanks kept rolling for Celestia knows how long. He looked up and saw several small fading black clouds in the sky. He sipped his tea again before lowering himself back into the hatch.

Author's Note

I could use some ideas for the next couple chapters. I'm running out of gap fillers for the full battle, so please put in any sides, vehicles, infantry, or aircraft to join in on the already growing revolution.

(BTW, I had people ask me this, so I'll clear it up. Yes, the navy will join in...somehow.)