Primo protectores eius. (First Protectors)

by Night-Watch-The-DAD

Great War

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Author's Note

A tank company in the U.S.E is 10 tanks. That's 4 less than today mainly because of advancements in armor and weaponry.

Just a heads up. I will try to do monthly updates.

Also. I was thinking of doing a chapter where Blueblood is a traitor and ends up banging one of the human ambassadors who gives him the information unknowingly. (Or we could just have him bang the shit out of the ambassador.)

All in favor of a sex chapter say fuck. Those in favor, say virgin. I'll count everything up and that'll decide if I make the chapter or not.


Great War

Date: June 29th 4042
Time : 0941 Greenwich time
Location: Equestria, southwestern ocean
Units: 375th LDT and 33rd Mechanized Infantry battalion (The Dead Men of Osowic)

(Listen to the song "Attack of The Dead Men" by Sabaton.)

Operation: Breakneck

Objective: A two pronged attack to break the siege of Ponyville.
Secondary Objective: Drop enemy force to less than 40% of it's original combat force.

Units: 375th LDT Battalion and the 33rd Mechanized Infantry battalion.

Success: The destruction or routing of the Gryphon led coalition.
Failure: Unable to dislodge coalition forces and delay of outbreak.

H hour: 1000 hours.

Legends tell of warriors who burn brightly into the battlefield. Warriors who carry power and the weight of goodness on their shoulders. Warriors who will become your friends if given the chance and destroy you the moment you betray them. These warriors are talked about across the stars, the boogeymen of all those who seek to seize power at the cost of civilians lives.

"First Sergeant, how long till everyone's ready"? Gerad asked as he looked over the staging area. In it were the heavier gunned 205mm cannon M35A4 Archangel MBTs unlike their lighter gunned AA variants the M35A4B.

As the First Sergeant looked everything over he smiled. "Seven minutes until everyone is mounted up and ready to roll. Fleet has given us access to Diablo's for this should we need fast air or someone to rough the Gryphons up". He finished as two of the Multi-role spacecraft roared overhead and reentered the planet's orbit.

"Good. The enemy seems to be just waking up so it'll feel like a hangover after downing six soju bombs". Flipping the rifle off safety and into the three round burst fire option he looked over at some of the royal guards soldiers that would be observing them in combat. It would be a whole new breed of warfare they'd be witnessing, one of fire and maneuver which he knew they hadn't seem yet.

"And so we usher in a new era of warfare, bringing advances and set backs. May we be forgiven for our actions are done with good intent, out of the love of our hearts, and with the hatred not of our enemy but their ideals". The First Sergeant's tone solemn for once more they must take life to preserve freedom and the light in the universe.

Gerad looked at him. "And when their evil ideals have been laid to rest, may we return home knowing we did our best. Our hearts forgiving and our minds wiser. For we are the infantry and while death may follow us, we do not bring it out of choice but out of need". He finished as his helm formed over his head, finishing the infantryman's prayer of forgiveness.

With that they both parted ways, boarding separate IFVs while the Arch Angel MBTs formed a right echelon. The IFVs would provide the command elements of the attack while giving support fires for unmounted infantry. The Arch Angels were tasked with spearheading the attack and punching holes into the Gryphon camp.

"All U.S.I.A forces, this is captain Gerad. I am your commanding officer for this mission. Here's the sexy details. We're going in and we're breaking this siege. That's right, we're going to fist fuck this virgin ass with the hand of the Hulk on a roid rage. After this we'll be more free to move around". He continued as the vehicles got into formation.

"Or in short fast, dirty, and with a smile for those of you with an ASVAB of 2". A voice came over the channel which earned a few laughs. "All units this is the First sergeant, move it out"! He called through the communication system.

The vehicles responded sharply, moving forward the moment the gas was applied. The D-4335 Blitz engines giving them the horsepower and torque needed for the MBTs to go from a complete stop to 50 miles an hour in 2.2 seconds. The weapons on the tanks glowed with power as the Gyrostabalizers kept the guns level, their targets dead ahead.

The engines of the MBTs roared loudly as tanks from the 33rd pulled ahead, massive blood red skulls painted on their frontal armor with red paint as blood spatter. It wasn't regulation but exceptions were made since pilots always got away with marking their fighters. To say they looked intimidating was a bit of an understatement as they led the charge. A mass of angry red skulls charging towards the enemy encampment who in their overconfidence had failed to erect even makeshift walls.

"33rd has targets in sight. Sending the pain"! Came a tank commander who's twin 205s fired simultaneously followed by the remaining tanks joining the salvo. Round after round impacted in the camp and in front of it, blowing up Grypons and other unknown creatures. Screams were heard from the camp as it was sent into disarray due to the sudden morning attack.

The IFVs stopped about a half mile from the camp and began their barrage with their cannons, the auto-cannons tearing through the front of the camp. "Don't give them a chance to recover! Bust through and establish dominance"! Gerad yelled as he took careful aim with his rifle and let off a burst as a flying bug like pony flew at him, dropping it and killing it.

"Captain this is Private Kunitz or Tank company Alpha, we have over run the left flank and are pressing in from the west. Can you let the east attacking force know we're ready"? The voice asked as weapons fire was heard through the radio.

Gerad looked up and downed another insect pony as it seemed they had gotten off the ground. "Thanks for the heads up Private". He said and turned to his first sergeant. "GET THOSE DIABLO'S DOWN HERE"! He yelled at him who in turn transmitted the request to the fleet.

The bug creatures closed fast and seemed to dive down at them. The soldiers below responded with their small arms but they came as a swarm. Before they could get too close a Diablo burst through the group, it's wings glowing as the blades along them had been activated. The bugs were confused by this new arrival but went to focus their attack on it only for another Diablo to start tearing into the swarm with it's heavy guns.

"And Hell's Angels have arrived. We'll keep these fuckers off you, just take out that camp". Came the voice of the flight leader who in that moment flew overhead with his flight of 22 other Diablos before they each broke off and began to attack the swarm. The speed of the Diablo's combined with the cloud cover the fighters used made the swarm confused as they started to fire green blasts of energy blindly.

As the Diablo's engaged the sky lit up with blue and green energy. The Human fighters suited well for the agility of their new combatants and even better was their armament. The twin 60 caliber guns on the space craft made short work of what might has well have been unarmored aircraft. Some Diablos ended up with green stains on their hulls but outside of that they sustained no major damage.

With the swarm occupied there was an explosion from the west side of the camp, indicating that Bravo company tanks sent there had broken through. In front of Gerad the LDTs were advancing with five meter intervals between them as they laid fire on the camp, advancing towards it with the tanks from Charlie and Delta remaining as the spear head.

The tanks while they didn't look pretty, did their job of scaring the enemy and laying down fire. Any Gryphons that got close to the tanks were killed by the LDTs or the soldiers on the turrets. Bayonet training helped their encounters as the energy blades cut right through the Grypons primitive armor or the armor of the Minotaurs and bug equines.

As they got further into the camp Gerad ordered the vehicles to stop and provide covering fire. A Minotaur charged him with a large hammer and swung at him. When the large bull swung Gerad ducked and wrapped his arm with the bull's before using his other hand and punching upwards. This caused a loud crunch to be heard as he shattered the creature's elbow and portions of the arm near it.

He heard it bellow in pain and silenced it with a round in the head before turning around, seeing his first sergeant cut an enemy's sword with is energy bayonet followed through by slashing upwards which sent the 16 inch blade cutting through their face. A sizzling sound was heard as the hot energy blade burned through the flesh and killed it's target.

Around them the LDTs gained control of the camp quickly, taking prisoners and fighting with those who tried to resist.

In the air the smell of freshly burned mesquite wafted. The weapon's discharge wasn't as rancid as gun powder but even the smell of something pleasant can get to be too much. Gerad was just happy for his air filters on his armor which kept the smell out.

It took about thirty minutes to finish the rest of the camp. The only reason it was so quick was because of the lack of preparations and sentries by the enemy. Needless to say that while the battle had been relatively quick, it was far from clean. There was blood on the ground, pooling in some areas as if it had rained the liquid onto the ground from blood filled clouds.

As Gerad moved towards the center of the camp he pondered one thing. They were unprepared this time and without any advantage. What would happen if they were in a city or had hostages. One hings was for sure, as time went on, the gryphons were going to get desperate and do anything they could to win.

As he looked over the battle or more of a massacre, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning around he faced a corporal who had a holopad in his hand. "Camp is secured, reports indicate that most have been killed or are fleeing from the area". He said as Gerad calmly looked over the pad.

Looking back to the corporal he nodded his head. "Thank you son". With that he walked further into the camp himself, a grim thought in his mind.

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