Author's Note

damn sorry, these take so long.

I have a good idea then later when I get to my computer I physically couldn't wright it until a week later where I forget it. so basically this sat here at 400 words until I got off my lazy ass and wrote it

do seasons just change like in minecraft here?

*’Bang’* *’Crack’* I fire wildly into the rocky ravine. A few hours ago we were ambushed by these dragon/Wyvern fucks I called Discount Dragons. I ran into another, its Long body I have observed to be seven feet in length and has a wingspan of twenty feet. They also look like dragons from china’s mythology.

*’Bang’* I fire In the general direction of the Discount Dragons.

“Rah! Ape RAH!!”

“Did you just fuckin talk!!” *’Bang’* i fire again *’Bang’* and again *’Bang’* and again *’Bang’* and again...

We were all regrouping when we heard ‘whizz’ i look to my left and see... A Pegafluffle, fast and low. Probably a scout

I look at the line of body bags. For the first time since I got here... I feel sad... Then anger by the looks of it I wasn’t the only one.

“Hey pirate, come and help me with this” I didn’t react because it isn’t my name- *’dink’* a bullet casing hit my helmet

“I said get over here!” my lance corporal ordered

“Okay, fuck!” I whined

We spent the next half hour hauling bodies into a medical truck,

We heaved a poor sod into the truck,

“Okay, one more.”

Both of us walk to the next bag and, to my surprise and horror, the body inside is child-sized. “O-oh shit” I whisper.

“Shit man,” he commented.

“Okay, we should put the kid into the truck”

Equestria somewhere in the middle of the night

“What in Goddamn” the lance corporal next to me said. I was seated by a .50 cal machinegun, he was the gunner, my helmet was over my eyes

“What is it Trou de cul” I exclaim

“It’s the fuckin grass chienne cul Putain de pédé” I roll my eyes and look around...

Holy shit, the snow just changes to the grass here.

...

“Where we going again?”

“Lieutenant is still thinking about that,” he said. A few awkward minutes later he asked: “french eh?”

“What? No, I live in Canada” he looked me over

“Then why do you speak french,” he asked again

“Why do you speak it?” I countered

“I am a translator. Yarrağımı ye”

“What?”

“Nevermind”

“Okay”

Eventually, we made it to a Forest...

“AaAaaAAaAaaAaAAWWwwWooOoOooO!!~~

and more

“Is... Is that a wolf

“aaaAAAGgh!!”

The forest lit up with gunfire and screams

*’Pop’* *’Pop’* *’Pop’*

“Get me outa here!” this dude yells He is running to us, Only for him to get Taken right of his feet by a Wolf

“AAAGh Help *’Crunch’* “AAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH” *’Crack’*...

“Yo! Get shooting” his radio Screeched.

Heavy calibre rounds fired and the poor wolves never stood a chance.

The Wooden wolves realized they lost a third of their numbers and retreated into the forest.

I stared as the wood wolves merged into the Trees.

Then I looked at the man who just got wrecked.

“Medic!”

”The medic just fucking died!”

“Well get someone as good as a medic!”

“she’s dead too!”

somemore time later

I move with my team through the forest. Our mission? We got a call from a clearing nearby.

From what I can gather, a month or so back they sent some dudes out here and this is the first time they heard from one of the agents.

We walk slowly into a path

“We are near the meet up”

“I am hungry”

“Mee too matt”

“Your names matt?” I ask “and I am a bit peckish myself” he looks at us...

“Did you not eat breakfast?” the three of us shook our heads and he sighed “look we can eat when we get to the
Rendezvous” he told us.

After a bit more sneaking around the forest and we see an old man sitting on a rock with binoculars wearing a suit I forgot the name of. Aka he looks like a walking bush.

The LCpl crouch-walks and then he stands up

“You can stop kids, I saw you from a mile away.”

“Aw fuck” ”*snap!*” I look behind me to see calibre on the ground with a vine around his foot

“Go and help him, I and Jil will talk to the old coot” I nod in confirmation.

I go to grab him and he tries to use his hands to cut vines as thick as a person’s arm

“Damnit man! How’d this happen?” he looks up at me

“I was just standing here, I felt something grab my leg then I was pulled”

“Not the weirdest way to cover up you tripped mate,” I said carelessly just as I finished I felt something grab my leg.

LCpl. Matt

“Yeah, thanks for the info... You wanna head back with us or?”

“I’ll stay and keep giving you information about this area” he looks at me and says “listen, son, I got very little time in my left.” he completes.

“Damn... Okay, I’ll see you in hell man” he chuckles and pats the back of my helmet. “So how long did you serve the company?”

“I was there for a while. Mostly just logistics, I was a pilot during the Vietnam war and the Korean war.” he just finished when he looked at me then to my right. “You better help your subordinates”

“Huh?” I turned around and...

‘civvie one’ and pirate were hanging upside down. “Guys what the hell!” I yell

one hour later and back with circle jerk or “pirate.”

“So...” calibre asked awkwardly.

“So?” Matt asked as he messed with his radio

“What did he tell you?” all of us were enjoying a meal as we sat by the fire as everyone else mingled or got yelled at.

“Well I already told the Lt” he looked at his meal and continued " by the old man’s info military personnel will be split into two squads one will be big and protect the left and our team will defend the right along with another team”

“Do we have the manpower?” Jil asked

“Honestly the other fireteam’s one man short and the civvies number around fourteen” he looked at the APC I now know is an MGS. “The other squad’s barely a squad”

“Damn how many did we lose?”

“Damn I dont know... Jenny, Kevin, Marty, Paul, john. In the two towers back at the camp. Tim, Garrison, Alan, Jake, Ryan, Bob, and Chris. When we were attacked by those wyverns. Then there’s Lisa and Dan who were killed by those wolves, And the civvies killed by all of those three instances were about ten” ...

We all stayed silent “how many are left?”

“Hey now let’s not get depressed... We still gotta save ourselves,” Jil tried her best to lighten the mood. A guy in the truck broke down into tears.

“Oh goddamnit,” Matt complained. I sat up, stretched and said

“Well, imma take a walk.”

“Good luck” calibre said but I ignored it.