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18:10 Hours. Just after Eliza's outburst.

With a metallic clank and a rattle Johnna's mess kit lands on the table and skids to a halt, his scrambled eggs now join his boiled vegetables: Carrots sticks, beans, peas, corn, broccoli and jacketed potatoes. And his hearty bowl of mushroom soup spilled over his bowls lip, causing a rather generous half cups worth to splat over the table. Johnna slumps into his seat before resting his head in his hand and reaching for his fork. As much as he looks forward to his meals... Hosh-posh, slapped together 'versatile' menus as the cooks called them, only served to add to his anxiety. The fact that not only his, but everyone else's meals around him are the same random mixes of random ingredients, shows just how low on food they are. In an attempt at staving off the panic of their food shortages the cooks began to start boiling rice and serving pasta and rice balls in generous servings to make it look as if our supplies were still keeping up with us. But truth be told... The arrival of the Texan Ronsons has overtaxed out already short stocked supplies, and left the cooks sweating bullets...

'We need to think of something fast... or else we'll be screwed... Hungry people do dangerous things alone... Let alone hungry scared people on an alien world who are also paranoid about being murdered in their sleep by fucking talking horses-'

A Loud sound pierces the thick foggy veil of Johnna's thought process causing him to jump from his seat and place his hand on his Webley revolver. Robert sits down and raises his hands in a surrendering gesture. "Steady there friend. i Figured your a beer person" Robert nods to the two Fosters sitting on the table with his hands still raised.

"Ugh. You pegged me right mate, but why you blokes call flavored water beer I'll never know" Johnna says with a short laugh as he buttons up his holster and sits back down.

"Some of the Mist Cougars joined us for dinner for the first time since the attack, thats an improvement i guess... They're finally leaving their camp. They've fortified it like fort Knox. They even have Panzer IV's patrolling the perimeter"

"That is a little excessive against 'Ponies' armed with medieval weapons isn't it?" Robert asks perplexed at the Germans overkill.

"Oh, Bloody Oath mate" Johnna says taking a prolonged gulp of the Alcohol. Afterwards he immediately recoils at the taste and places the bottle back on the wooden table. "Fuckin' disgustin'. How do your lot drink this shit?" The Australian asks in disgust.

"Its all that they'd let us take with us-" Silencing his friend with a raised hand, Johnna reaches into his breast pocket and pulls out a huge flask. Placing it gently on the table, he gives it a slight push, sending it sliding across the rough surface to Robert.

Unscrewing the cap Robert gives the inside a sniff. "Thats a familiar scent" The American announces. Giving Johnna a questioning look.

"OI! I aint' a Alcoholic you plonker! I don't drink on duty, i keep it on my person, because in this sport we're often times surrounded by idiots. And i need my medicine"

"As you'd say, 'Too, bloody, right'. A little warm though" Raising the flask slightly he non-verbally asks for permission before taking a swig with "Cheers buddy"

After the first gulp he immediately goes wide eyed before choking and spraying the drink over the side of the table, breaking out into a coughing fit. "What- =COUGH= Wh- What the fucking hell is this shit?-" He's cut off by his body making another wheeze for air. "Fucking Diesel?"

Johnna snatches the flask. "Everybody's a critic" he mumbles slightly agitated before taking a hearty back toss.

Just as Johnna picks up his spoon or 'Shovel' as the Americans describe the Australian MRE spoon. And brings a spoonful of Mushroom soup to his lips he hears his name being called out over the ruckus of the eating area, despite being completely outdoors and exposed to the cold fresh air of the young night. The fact that its surrounded by improvised wooden barricades means that, Over three hundred people are currently shoved into the space no bigger than a larger end backyard.

Johnna shrugs his shoulder before leaning back over his tray. "You gonna see who that was?" Robert asks Johnna confused at his actions.

"I'm off duty, eating my meal, They can fuck themselves till' I'm finished. They know i don't like being disturbed during my meals, its why i eat them hot." Johnna says casually if not slightly annoyed, Earning a shrug from his friend sitting opposite him.

As the spoon reaches the Australians mouth his name is yet again called. Shaking his head, he continues to attack his soup.
His name is called out in rapid succession, until Johnna finally slams his fist into the table, causing his meal to jump on the tray, and stands up.

Looking over the crowd He sees Karey waving to him desperately. With a sigh Johnna tosses his spoon into his half empty soup bowel before stomping his way through the crowd to one of the four entry points in the barricade walls.

"Karey-" Johnna's tempered growl is cut off by his assistant's raised hand.

"Before you have a go at me. Desert Rat 1 has made contact with the enemy leaders and it seems as though they currently want to end hostility's with us. They wish to work out a plan to-" She stops talking once she noticed everyone who was previously eating their meals and talking suddenly shut up and the entire area was blanketed in an eerie silence.

With a glare Johnna yells "As you were" Before taking hold of Karey's hand and beginning to lead her towards His Teams command truck. He halts abruptly when an angered voice asks from behind.

"Is that an Order Sir." Turning Johnna stands face to face with his teams newest member, usually quiet and reserved he's demonstrating quite the amount of insubordination since Johnna wouldn't hear of any plans to counter attack the Equines.

"As a matter of fact Private, It is. So return to your meal, unless you'd like to eat it in the solitude of the 'Custodian's Truck' At the mention of the prison truck the private backs down with a glare before returning to his meal.

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18:32 Hours. Castle of Friendship Library.

Eliza taps her fingers on the now magically repaired glass table in her impatience. Whilst resting her head on her other hand. Mean while, Luke and Twilight were exchanging seemingly random information in turns.

"Does it usually take this long to find somepony?" Skystar asks with curiosity. Eliza responds to her question with.

"No, But Johnna hates having his meal disturbed. And often goes to rediculas and even hilarious feats of effort to remain undisturbed. Once we found the bloke in a tree eating his tuna salad accidentally while on patrol" Skystar looks to Eliza in confusion.

"I Though you said humans couldn't fly and didn't have claws, so how can you climb trees that well?" Skystar continues.

"Well, it comes down to the persons skill and the tree itself-" Her explanation is cut off the the sound of heavy boot steps walking over the command trucks floor. Johnna's voice soon comes over the radio, breaking the half hour long silence.

"Sorry about your meal Johnno!" Eliza yells through the radio as the sound of a wheely chair wheeling closer to the radio comes through the light static.

"So long as we can achieve anything of positive note my dinner is a sad, but worthy sacrifice. So i hear that the leaders of the Equines who attacked us wish to end hostility's between us?"

Celestia spoke up "That is true, We never ordered the captain to commit those atrocities against your people. He did that trying to live up to the pressure of his family's title of 'Defenders of Equestria', Your people are currently camped in a very dangerous place! Usually creatures from within that forest pose a great threat to our subjects, so when the captain heard your people were residing within its borders, and were heavily armed, he made an uninformed assumption. Sadly an incorrect one that couldn't have been father from the truth..."

Luna speaks next. "Speaking of that Traitor, We'd also like you to return him alive, so that he may face the courts for his crimes!"

Johnna's voice leaves the radios crackly speaker after a few seconds of pondering. "Fine by me, but you have one problem, Whilst the leaders of the teams here wish to end hostility's, i'm afraid that large groups of our people want either revenge or blood for what the captain has done. And from what i hear the Mist Cougars are actively hunting for him in the forest. From the sounds of how mad they are with him i only imagine that they'd want to skin him alive after what his troops did"

Shining shivers at the mental image of Stryder being skinned alive. Skystar just listens with fear evident on her face. 'No pony deserves a death that horrific...' She thinks to herself.

"After what he's done, we can sympathize with your train of thought. but you must understand, Dead captains cant be punished for massacres" The voice over the radio returns.

"And we understand this, Thus why after the captain was captured by my Command staff we had him imprisoned in a weapons crate and hidden in the forest. He's hidden well, and only we know where he is, But first things first. What of this peace you speak of?"

Luna speaks into the device. "Our subjects were never involved in this incident, in fact they didn't even know you existed. only the former captain Stryder's branch of the royal guard and the princesses, my sister and I included knew of your existence. And my sister and I accept full responsibility for our guards lack of procedure and Ill actions. My sister and I wish to apologize for the actions of our guard and offer our condolences, and wish for official documentation to be signed between our factions in order to foster trust and eventually deep friendship between us."

"Karey, Go and find the other TL's and send them here immediately!" With that a set of boots and be heard sprinting out the door, slamming it shut again. "Apologies, but my assistant is going to retrieve the other leaders, By this time they should be in their tents.

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After a short period of time.

Robert, Emily and Dimitri had all been found and sent to the Wallaroo's command truck rather quickly As of current everyone was sitting silently around the table answering the occasional question from the hyperactive Twilight, with so many different cultures that the various teams had Twilight had gone into overdrive and shortly afterwards a stack of neatly rolled scrolls next to her rivaled her height.

"At any rate,for the time being Eliza, Your team and the Tan-Tabbies are to act as mediators between us and the Equestrians. We'll attempt to carefully Pull several string to-" Johnna's cut off by the door flying open. And several out of breath masses of foliage and green camouflage paint bursting through, slamming the door shut being them, two of the three collapse to the floor gasping for air, whilst the third walks over to the table the leaders are sitting it, before practically falling over it and lying on the tables top.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Emily questions as she stands. The ghillies suit sprawled out over the table raises a pointed right hand before limply slapping it back down on the table just trying to regulate her breathing.

Johnna says with concern. "I sent Janine here and her two sisters to keep a very close eye on the Mist Cougars, I Felt as though they'd try something. Evidently my fears were justified. Whats wrong Janine. Take it slow, Tell us." Johnna said quietly and he placed a glass of cold water in front of the red-faced sweating teenager, removing her ghillie hood.

"Its the- Cougars... They've-" Breaking into a coughing fit from her dry throat the teen reaches for the glass before emptying it in two gulps, leaving Johnna to fill it again and fetch two for her sisters, who'd collapsed either side of the door.

On the other side of the call everyone just listens in from the radio on the table with silent concern, waiting to soak up any and all information.

"The Cougars have lost their shit Johnna!" The tanned brown Aussie returns to his seat after placing a jug of cold water on the table in front of Janine, Greedily she ceases it and drinks straight from it, Causing Emily to surprise everyone by giggling lightly to herself. Janine passed the jug onto her sisters before Johnna says.

"Janine! Calm yourself down and tell us everything." After a few seconds the standing human bush takes her own seat at the table in the cramped space of the truck.

"Sir! The Germans are... German-ing..." Everyone at the table is confused except for Johnna who was greatly concerned by this.

"Explain please." Everyone in the castle listening in were becoming worried by the looks Eliza and Luke shot each other at hearing that statement.

"I Doesn't need explaining sir! The Germans are doing what their historically known for, Taking seemingly random shit and turning them into hideously dangerous weapons. There was a small resistance of about sixty eight who actually took up arms against their comrades, and they were quickly overrun" Everyone around both tables immediately began putting plans into action. On the Humans end Johnna began Giving Karey orders, to which she yelled her acknowledgment and ran out the trucks door to complete. On the Castle of friendships end, Luna barked out orders to Silver Streak. Upon the completion of said orders Silver Streak let out a screech of acknowledgement and promptly fell out of the window, breaking into a glide over to the new garrison of guards in Ponyville to commence with the evacuations.

The scout continued her report as all listened. "After the resistance was dealt with, They dismantled a Panzer IV completely, diced it into chunks then threw it all into a Rocket furnace they build facing into a gale force wind that kicked up out of nowhere only over that part of their base. That was already starting to set off alarm bells. Then they started pouring the molten metal into improvised Cartridge molds! Sir, They're making Ammunition! We're in the deep shit! We think we were spotted as we left to come here! Sir! We need to stop them before this gets any further out of-" Janine was cut off by the door to the truck being kicked in.

On the Castle of Friendships side of the call, the only sounds they could make out was in-legible yelling before the sounds of automatic gunfire filled the room, followed by silence.

Everyone drew in closer to the radio as Eliza snatched it up, before she could press down the trigger she heard foot steps.

Johnna's pained voice came through the radio. "So, It was you then. Glad to know my sense of smell is still working, Cause i could smell your treachery from a mile off" The voice of Private John Williams, The very same John Williams who was insubordinate at dinner, echoed around the crystalline library from the radio.

"Ohh-ho-ho John!" He says in a near sadistic tone. "You cut me to the quick sir!"

"Shaddap! I know you had a hard on for this! You've been planning this night since the massacre!" Johnna lets out a pained yell as the private stamps his steel cap boot on the gunshot wound to Johnna's shoulder.

Punctuating each of his words with an additional stomp. "YOUR. UN. FIT. TO. LEAD. US!" With the last stamp the private kicks Johnna in the gut, causing him to double over on the floor.

"The only way to ensure that our race survives is to either put the fear of god into them. Or Eliminate them before they realize we're a threat!"

"F-Fucker! I'm. Going. To. KILL Your Sorry Arse!" Johnna grunts out in pain. Still, doubled over when Williams plants a vicious kick into Johnna's jaw, knocking him out-cold before his head slams into the wall.

Emily elbows the guard restraining her in the jewels, causing him to immediately let go of her and collapse over the table clutching his nether's whilst letting out a pained howl. Emily stops at Johnna's side. "John! John are you ok?! JOHN!" As her eyes start to tear up a shrewd laugh gets her attention as she looks up and glares at the private.

"So, The Brit' has the hots for my Former Half-Caste Commander. Quite Ironic considering it was you Brits who caused his peoples suffering in the first place" He lets out a Wicked Guffaw before she leaps to her feat and cocks her arm for a savage right hook. The Privates guards are so stunned by the Stoic and 'proper' Woman's sudden primal savagery that they fail to stop her attack from connecting with their current C.O. With a meaty -Smack- Williams and sent hurtling out the open door of the truck.

As the six guards recover and raise their STG-44's to their hips to unload their mags into Emily. Robert raises his .357 and lets loose one round for each enemy guard. Aiming for their necks, which are only protected by Kevlar. he manages to down all of them in less than a second. sending them to the floor grasping their necks gasping for air.

Dimitri just stands on the spot stunned. Shouting fills the air outside before gunshots echo out into the night. 'What has happened to us... we've become the very monsters whom attacked u-'

=BLAM=

Looking up Dimitri sees Emily's form fall into Roberts arms. He drags her from the doorway and into cover behind the door. The guard Emily hit has begun to recover and starts to stand, but Dimitri gifts him with a uppercut for his troubles, sending him to the floor in a heap.

A Squad of Grenadiers File in through the doorway and aim their MP-40's at the Russian man. Dimitri raises his arms and Robert applies pressure to Emily's freely bleeding right arm and shoulder.

Williams walks through the door rubbing his jaw. "That bitch can pack a wallop. I Love it when their feisty..." He says with a whole new never before heard level of creepy rapist. He turns to the surrendered russian. "Dimitri. I know you also foster a hatred towards the animals who've killed our friends! Join us! We shall purge them from this world!" Dimitri just shakes his head.

"Everyone in this sport is family... I wont join someone who shoots his own family. And What of the Civilians? If you kill their Civilians then your no less a monster then they were!" Dimitri yells.

"Tssk, Tssk, Tssk, Ivan Ivanov's gone soft" His words earn a feral growl from Dimitri. "Arrest all of them! Lock them in the Mist Cougars command building! And they are not to receive medical treatment for their injuries either! They chose their side!" Williams commands are met by a brief grunt, before the guards tie each of their prisoners thumbs and pinkie fingers together with zip ties and lead them out of the truck.

The only sounds from the radio now are Williams chuckling to himself for some reason, until footsteps could be heard, through the radio.

"Errik was a fool for not joining us. He saw the Prophecies and the nightmares himself. He should have been the one leading us to victory"

Williams voice in next through the speaker. "Being related to Rommel didn't help him make the right choice. nor would it make him anymore a competent leader. Whats the status on our ammunition?"

"Since we're still using the Co2 cartridges in the round casings the weapons effective ranges have been reduced, but they can still penetrate the guards armour at around about two hundred meters. in the case of the helmets three hundred. past that point though the velocity drops off substantially, gun powder should be our concern the moment we gain the resources to manufacture it. We've converted over half the stockpile. The MG-42's all have their modified rounds, and i'm issuing Reversed bullets to the riflemen as you requested. The enemy's armour will be their downfall. Also, at the request of a Sturmpanzer loader. We've dismantled the 150mm shells for the vehicles, as their useless for firing live ammunition, and coated the 150mm rounds Co2 canisters in tree sap and shrapnel. We're currently arming the Stuka' and schnell-bombers with them."

Williams voice bears far more excitement and anticipation than could be considered healthy at this point. "Excellent! They'll pay for what they've done! If you manage to find the other team leaders or more rebels deal with the mas you see fit Captain"

"YESSIR Comerade Gen-eral!"

The sound of boots walking around the inside of the truck stop as the sound of a glass bottle being placed on the table comes through the radio.

"Who knew that Bastard had a good taste in whine?" The sound of a cork being popped and liquid being poured into a glass came through. "Wasn't planning on attacking before we were ready. But at least we managed to win. Now those animals are fucked! I think i'll enjoy a nice horse pelt jacke-" He voice randomly pauses before the sound of boot steps could be heard getting closer. The sound of someone picking up the microphone came through the speakers and filled the library.

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"Whats this? ... conditions of peace trea-"

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"Are you listening? ... ANIMALS!" The metallic clattering of the radio being dropped filled the room before a loud built up grunt filled the library and the transmission cut off abruptly.

Everyone sits around the table in shock at what just happened...

Eliza stares into the table horrified. Her wide eyes fill with tears ads she just shakes in her chair. "M-my people... are in a civil-war..." Luke just wraps his shaken girlfriend in an embrace as she starts loudly sobbing into his chest.

He looks to the princesses. "We will help you evacuate your people, as well as providing you with information as to the locations of enemy formations, our navigator is the Best on our team, you already have the tan tabbies hidden somewhere, once they hear of this and Johnna's last orders they'll help us without a doubt"

The Princesses look to each other before finally turning to the two humans and nodding. Just as Luna opens her mouth to speak the doors to the Library burst open and an ensemble of humans burst into the room. Being pursued by several Solar guards. The slam the doors shut behind them.

"Clarkson, Tommy, Jackie! Move that bookshelf over here! QUICK!" The three humans, only one of which was clothed and two where as naked as the day they were born, ran over to the shelf, and with an ear piercing screech pushed the shelf in front of the violently shaking door. A Guards voice could be heard from the other side once the banging stopped shortly after.

"Humans! You cant just take food from the market without paying! Thats called stealing here!"

Yeah, and it is back home too, but the difference is we're not back on our world are we? we're on an alien one! Stripped naked, And starving!" Give the shelf a light kick, Lancer removes the presumably 'Stolen' food from the improvised hobo sack he dropped on the floor once he entered.

Spinning around on his foot holding an apple he freezes after his first step into the room, as he's greeted with the sight of a table filled with various mythological creatures, the majority being ponies. The Awkward silence continues for several moments before Cadence clears her throat. "You know taking without paying is a bad habit around here, but considering the circumstances, we can make the exception..."

Shrugging Lancer takes a bite before wrapping himself back in his 'Kilt' he made for himself using a market stalls canvas weather cover. It was then that the guards from the other side of the door flew in through the windows and hovered in the air around the group. The C.O flies in last yelling with a victorious grin. "AHAH! I HAVE YOU NOW!" As he notices the princesses he stops and bows respectfully.

"Thats quite alright captain, we'll pay for the stolen goods. now can you please fetch them more adequate covers?" Luna said as she changed several shades of red.