I never thought I would see it.
We are adaptable...
Written and edtied by: Slayerbroman
Co-Writer and helper: Battle Cry
Journal entry #478. recording...
Suddenly a man's face appeared on the screen of the laptop sitting carefully on the desk made from boxes and crates. The man's face was ragged, broken, and fearful. The man had short black hair and small stubble growing along his jaw. His blue eyes silently stared at the screen for a while before finally speaking.
"Hey....I have to make this entry quick because our company is moving out. The funny thing is, for once I have a lot to get off my chest and now... I just can't seem to put things into words..." He said with a chuckle. He sighed in a sad tone as his expression turned to a mournful one. “I guess the easiest way to explain it would be to say... Say that this war was totally pointless. Lives lost by the thousands, if not hundreds of thousands.”
His eyes went to the left as another figure stepped into the view of the camera, although his head was cut off by the camera’s lens. There was some muffled speaking coming from the figure as the man’s face grew dark.
“WHAT!? They want us to simply charge up to the gate!? That is bloody suicide!!” The man shouted. There was a bit more muffled speech before the man stuck his face into his hands and sighed. The figure in the background patted the man on the back before stepping out of the camera’s view. The man gave a sigh as he looked back up at the camera.
“Well the final assault is about to begin. They general is taking several squads from all companies to fly in over the gates in Helos to hopefully get the element of surprise on these pony fucks so the squads can sneak in and take down the target.” He said as he stood up and gathered his gear. “The target being the monarch herself. Celestia.”
He slipped his pack over his urban camo uniform and looked at the camera again. “So if this is the last time I see you... I want to thank you for being there for me. This is Sergeant Jenson. Signing off.”
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It felt weird to Jenson how he thanked his laptop for being there for him. He sighed as he remembered all of the times he was in the hospital watching videos when ever he was wounded by a unicorn’s magic bolt grazing him or nearly splattering him. He shuddered at the memories of his fellow soldiers getting blown apart by magic bolts. He shook to clear the memories and began to walk out of his tent and towards the armory to gather his weapons.
Firebase Eagle was well fortified for a makeshift base but what it had in fortifications it lacked in morale. They were on the frontlines and night raids kept most of the men up at night, the tents were hole ridden or completely destroyed save for a few like Jenson’s. The armory however was a hardened bunker that was dug into the earth and reinforced with a concrete roof. It was located several hundred yards away so Jenson had time to reflect on how crappy the base looked. No matter, soon he would be either dead or relaxing in canterlot with a cold drink in his hand.
Today was the final push and soldiers were readying themselves, across the front lines soldiers from all nations were massing to end the war and usher in a new age of peace for human, and hopefully, pony kind.
The soldiers were doing different things to keep themselves busy or to ready up for the fight. Whether it was cleaning their guns for the twentieth time that day or sharing a small bottle of whiskey to calm their nerves. Some were even were trying to call home, though being in a totally different dimension is going to mess with your cell service.
Jenson shook his head as he remembered his family. After his parents passed he and his family grew apart. His sister went on to be some executive while his brothers all joined the war effort making weapons, being doctors, and in Jenson’s case joining the actual war. As he walked he heard one soldier talking on a phone.
“Mom? Its me, yes i’m okay. Hows holly?... Thats good, look I just wanted to call and say...I love you... I can’t tell you why, no its top secret. Yes I’d like to talk to dad.......Dad? Hello sir, yes sir, no sir. Love you too sir. Tell Ludmilla I love her. Kay bye.” The soldier hung up and looked at Jenson with a worried face. “Got any family you want to call?” He said offering up his phone.
Jenson blinked for a moment before he sighed and looked at the phone. He nodded and took the phone gently and stopped as though back to his sister’s work number. He mouthed the numbers as he punched them into the phone and brought it up to his ear as it rang. He turned to the soldier and mouthed the words ‘Thank you’ as he heard someone pick up the phone.
“Hello?” Jenson heard a feminine voice say.
“Hey, Thianna, It’s Jack. How is it going?” Jenson asked
“Oh hello Jackie! How goes the war over there?” Thianna asked. She was Jenson’s sister’s secretary that he had yet to meet, but spoke to her plenty of times.
“Um... Good I guess. Look I need to talk to Katie.” Jenson said.
“Oh... Well she is in a very important meeting right now. She can’t talk right now.” Thianna said. Jenson sighed and rubbed his eyes before he looked over the soldiers that were readying themselves. “Is something wrong Jack?”
“Uh...” Jenson muttered before he simply said. “Naw nothing is wrong. It... Look I may be gone for a while. Just tell my sis that I love her okay?”
“Of course Jack, I’ll tell her as soon as she is done. Is there anything else?” Thianna said
“Naw... Just um... Look after her. See ya Thianna.” Jenson said as he hung up the phone. He handed it back to the soldier and sighed. “Thanks.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure this will be over soon enough.” The Soldier said still looking worried.
“Just keep your gun clean and don’t miss. You’ll be fine.” Jenson said forcing a smile as he walked away. “Go get ready soldier! We have a long battle ahead of us.”
“Aye Aye.” The soldier said, Jenson noticed his branch was Marines which explained the ‘Aye Aye’.
“Get your asses in gear! We make the push in less than an hour!” An Officer shouted. Jenson simply continued his walk and arrived at the armory. He opened the doors and walked down the stairs before spotting the Quarter Master, James or Ironhide as everyone else called him.
“Sup Jenson, I got your gear ready for you.” Ironhide said. Jenson nodded as he was lead into a small room where his guns were placed and readied for pick up. Jenson walked over and picked up his M4A1 with an Acog scope and foregrip attached to it. After strapping that over his shoulder he picked up his .45 1911 Standard issue and put it in it’s holster. And grabbing several grenades as well as his combat knife before turning to Ironhide.
“Thanks James. For everything.” Jenson said holding out his hand for Ironhide. “It’s been nice knowing you. So if this is goodb-”
“Whoa whoa whoa Jenson, don’t bring the Negative vibes in my armory. You’ll make it out brother.” Ironhide stopped Jenson from finishing the sentence. “You know as well as I do that bullets go through those ponies armor and magic fields better than a warm knife through butter.”
He was right. Humans never had any contact with magic, so whatever comes from their world was practically a glorified magic sponge. This was a gift and a curse in many situations. Our weapons could rip through their magic barriers and puncture armor easier, but if you got hit by one of those magic bolts in the stomach or head, you were a goner.
Jenson remembered this one soldier that he was with a few weeks back. They were marching through a town called ‘Ponyville’, how original, when this rainbow maned pegasus came out of freaking nowhere and stabbed him with a Magic cell crystal or whatever it was called. It wasn’t all that bad just a small stab in his kevalar, but apparently it got to is skin and his body absorbed all of the magic inside. Next thing Jenson knew his head exploded leaving a bloodied helmet, a blood fountain of a corpse, and a traumatized pegasus. She got away before anyone could get her and Jenson never saw her again.
“Well anyway... Thank you.” Jenson said as he walked towards the exit. “I have to go now. Tell you what, if I survive drinks are on me.”
“Yeah. That would awesome.” Ironhide said as Jenson left. He walked to his chopper and hopped inside as the rest of the soldiers assigned climbed in as well.
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The fight had begun.
All the soldiers from every nationality was there. Enemies fighting side by side and allies sticking close. It didn’t matter who you were or where you were in this war. With an almost deafening loud war cry, the soldiers all charged towards the city known as Canterlot.
It was like like something out of a videogame. Soldiers ran up to the city as Unicorn, Earth pony, and Pegasi attacked. Jenson watched as the ponies were gunned down by the soldiers and grenades that showered the ponies. The ponies themselves did not give up easily though. They shot magic bolts and threw out their own version of grenades. Like grenades they exploded, but they shot out magic bolts and waves instead of shrapnel.
It was sickening hearing the screams that erupted from the war below. The humans screaming over their limbs being torn off or for their fallen comrade. Ponies much in the same as some fell back while others became fiercer and attack with a enraged vigor. It wasn’t even ten minutes into the battle and the landscape was already littered with craters, bodies, and spent ammunition.
They arrived over Canterlot soon enough and were heading for the LZ when a swarm of Pegasi soldiers attacked all of the Choppers. Jenson watched as a Russian chopper fell from the sky and landed somewhere in the city. Two more soon followed and soon they attacked his Chopper. His fellow soldiers shot at the pegasi, but there were too many. Some soldiers were pulled from the chopper and thrown to the ground below while some were simply speared by a lance that some of the Pegasi were carrying.
Before he knew it, they had somehow jammed the Helicopter’s propeller and they began to fall. “SHIT SHIT SHIT! We are going down! Mayday! Going down! I repeat we are going do-”
Was all Jenson heard before the helicopter crashed and he blacked out.
We are adaptable...
Written and edtied by: Slayerbroman
Co-Writer and helper: Battle Cry
A/N: The story shall be through Jenson's perspective.
Flashes of what happened before I blacked out flooded my mind as my vision. The pilot screaming something, a soldier flying out of the side of the chopper and even a pegasus grabbing a guy and pulling him out. Looked like something outta that video game ‘Mass Effect’ with the collectors and all that shit.
“Come on my friend it is only scratch.” A voice said, its accent was thick with russian influence and it smelled of vodka and turnips. My vision still blurred so I couldn’t see very well. What I did make out was a mash up blur of light green, brown, and dark green.
“Who the fu- Oh god my head!” I yelped out in pain as I lifted my hand up touched my head immediately retracted it as I felt something sting like I had been stabbed with a white hot knife. I looked at my hand and saw that it had quite a bit of blood on it. I groaned and blinked again as my vision came back to me and looked up at the russian.
“I am Corpol Sergei, of Russian Army. Heavy weapons unit of squad. None else are left.” The russian said, he had dark brown eyes and black hair, his face was covered in OClock shadow. “And you are very lucky man.”
“Yeah... I believe you.” I said as I looked around the wreck I was in. I had a piece of the debris stuck in my kevlar and I was missing my helmet. I pulled myself up and climbed out of the wreck. As I got out, I got to take a better look at my russian associate. He wore russian soldier fatigues and carried an RPD, he had belts of rounds over his neck and his sleeves were rolled up. He was comparable to a bear with his height and weight and he looked like he could lift a truck. On his belt was a GSh-18 along with a couple of frag grenades. On the barrel of his RPD the name ‘Natascha’ sketchley engraved on the barrel.
“Hold my friend, I hear voices of the enemy.” Sergei said. I looked around for his gun and silently swore as he could not find his rifle. With a frown he drew his knife and ran quietly to the side of the alley that the voices were coming from.
“Sergei! Get your russian ass over to the other side! Silent weapons only!” I hissed as I clutched my knife tightly.
“Allow me to demonstrate how a russian ‘silently’ takes down a enemy.” Sergei said smiling wickedly. I raised an eyebrow as two ponies walked into view, I grabbed the one closest to me and slammed the knife into his neck while covering his mouth so that he did not alert any others with his scream.
Sergei, on the other hand, simply grabbed the other one by the neck before lifting him up and, quite literally, twisting the head in a perfect one-eighty and then letting the body drop to the ground as the life faded from the pony’s neck.
“Was not so difficult.” Sergei said proudly and smiling. “Quick and easy. Like my ex-wife.”
“Cleaner than what I did.” I said shaking my head and withdrawing the knife from the pony’s throat and letting the floodgates of blood open and pour for his wound. I looked over my blood covered hands and sighed as I sheathed my knife and walked back to the wreckage looking for my gun. “Sergei! Help me find my rifle!”
“Very well comrade, until we do take my pistol.” Sergei said handing me the pistol from his belt.
“Better than nothing... Hey wait a minute... Didn’t Russia hate the US in like 2018?” I asked as I pulled the slide back and smiled as it chambered a round when I let go.
“Russian government? Yes, russian people? Not so much.” Sergei laughed. “But in time of war like this? Everyone is friend.”
“Makes sense.” I said as we searched. We looked around the sight for about ten minutes before a loud ‘BANG’ snapped our attention to the alley way again. I pulled out the GSh-18 and pointed it down the alley way.
“What was noise?” Sergei asked himself, he pulled his RPD to the ready and slowly approached the alley. As he arrive a pony with a gaping hole in his head slumped down to his feet as a thick New Yorker accent filled the air.
“Wow... You both look like shit.” A soldier said as he walked out. He was wearing a medic’s uniform and was carrying a modern 1911.
“Hello to you too comrade.” Sergei said
“Yeah yeah, nice to meet you too vodka bottle.” The medic said.
“I could snap neck now if I wanted to.” Sergei said cracking his bear paw like hands
“And I coulda shot ya in the head as I was walking down that alley, your point?” The medic said as he pulled out a medical kit and walked over to me. “Now shut up and let me work.”
“We are both screwed if we do not work together.” Sergei said angrily.
“Tell that to her...” The medic said as he took out some gauze and began to wrap up my head.
“If we were anywhere else, I would have shot him by now.” A woman’s voice sounded as a woman in a pilot’s suit and helmet walked into view also with a 1911 in her hand. “I found that guy wandering around and ever since he has been completely rude.” her tone had a bit of a french accent. “I am mystique and this thing.” She pointed to the medic “is Arthur”
“Yeah nice to know you care for me sweet cheeks.” Arthur said.
“We have problem.” Sergei said pointing to a group of ponies that looked ready to charge. Everyone looked to the group as the ponies looked back. Sergei smiled as he raised his RPD to his shoulder.
“What about stealth?” I said, he chuckled
“Now we do this Russian way.” Sergei replied; the ponies began their charge were met with a long burst of machinegun fire. Sergei laid into them and the Full Metal Jacket rounds from his weapon tore their limbs apart. “Ohohohohohoh Do you feel PAIN!” he shouted over the noise of his RPD. Within a minute the entire charge of ponies was dead or dying, some wrapped their hooves around imbs that no longer were attached to their bodies and cried.
“My god!” I said in shock, to say Sergei was brutal would be an understatement. Sergei reloaded his weapon and stood ready for another onslaught.
“This is war comrade; one must learn when to turn off the human side of their brain and become the animal of war they truly are.” Sergei said in a philosophical manner.
“Well you didn’t get them all you freaking drunk!” Arthur said pointing to the next wave of Ponies charging at them.
“Mon dieu!!” Mystique said in a panicked voice, thinking it was the end she grabbed arthur in an embrace that rivaled a hug from Sergei. Before anyone could even shoot out one last bullet, a massive explosion erupted from the underside of the group, tearing limbs off and maiming anything that wasn’t immediately killed in the explosion. As the body parts flew by and pelted us, there were several shots were heard along with footsteps. Out walked another soldier wearing a french military uniform. He was carrying a Gm-94 with a AA-12 strapped to his back and G-12 lining the bandolier across his chest, and I could already tell this guy was crazy since there was a military machete strapped to his waist. On his back was a pack full of explosives.
“Bonjour!” he said smiling happily blood rained down on him and with a lit cigarette in his lips. Mystique flipped her shit when she saw him.
“Brother, What are you are doing here!”
“Wait you know this psycho!” Arthur shouted.
“Hello Comrade!” Sergei said with a grin.
“Hello!... Oh, uh, Mister american? You have hoof on your shoulder.” He said smiling.
“GAH FUCK! GET IT OFF!” Arthur screeched. “I’m a Medic! I ain’t supposed to deal with thi shit!”
“Oh stop bitching.” I said scowling at Arthur.
“Can we please go comrades? Before more arrive.” Sergei said nervously listening to the sounds of battle
“Oh like more is gonna stop me!” The crazy french bombardier said.
“Brother! Have you been taking your meds!?” Mystique cried
“I lost them in the crash!” He said smiling wickedly. “I wasn’t even supposed to be on this mission! Yes, here I am!”
“Well sorry to spoil the reunion, but Sergei is right. We need to leave.” I said looking back in the wrecked chopper once more for my gun.
“I don’t wanna be some Ponies Dinner!” Arthur said nerously
“Ponies are tasty.” The french guy said.
“Is he always like this?” Sergei asked
“Only when he hasn’t had his medication...” Mystique said. “Come Leo, we must go!”
“HA! That ryhmed!” Leo said as he ran up to his sister and stood by her.
“This guy is nucking futs!” Arthur said under his breath
“And he has a bunch of grenades and a lust for pony blood. He is good in my book.. AH HA!” I shouted as I found my rifle and pulled it from the wreck. It wasn’t in too bad of shape and nothing was broken, thankfully. I chambered a round and turned the safety off.
“Stop right there human scum!” Several ponies shouted as they stumbled through the wreckage and body parts. I pulled my gun up to my shoulder as everyone else also readied their guns. Leo pulled his AA-12 off of his back and held it at hip level before he shouted out.
“KABOOM!” And pulled the trigger on the gun letting a hail of mini grenades lay waste to the patrol. He stopped firing only when his gun ran out of ammo. When it did he was standing there with a wicked smile on his face and simply letting the gun click as the magazine was empty. “I like it when they go boom.”
“This Comrade I like!” Sergei commented with a grin
“I like you too big russian talking bear!” Leo shouted happily.
“Lets fucking get outta here man.” Arthur said nervously looking around
“For once I agree with you.” I said as I pulled the shoulder strap around my arm and began to walk out of the alley way. I walked around in the road and looked down both sides before gesturing to the rest of my team to move with me.
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Soon we arrived at a small bakery that was abandoned. It smelled of burnt food items and lots of something that I really hope isn’t what I am thinking. I gagged slightly at the smell, but stayed calm as I looked out the window to see the Canterlot castle not too far away.
“Okay everyone there is the target.” I said as I pointed to the castle.
“Njiet just Njiet.” Sergei said shaking his head
“No way I’m goin near that place man!” Arthur continued
“Arthur is correct! It’s suicide!” Mystique said.
“Can I blow it up!?” Leo asked smiling.
“You do not have enough explosives to make dent in that.” Sergei said grimly
“Oh ptbptbtbptbptbpbb.” Leo raseberried at Sergei. “What do you know?”
“I know I like to kill tiny baby man!” Sergei said lifting up Leo by the throat. He just jept smiling till Sergei felt a ping of cold against his neck. He looked down as saw the machete against his neck.
“Please. Make me do it.” Leo said coughed.
“Ah shit! SHIT SHIT SHIT! We’re gonna die! I just knew it! We’re gonna die!” Arthur began to freak out
“That’s enough! Sergei put him down, Leo no killing your squad mates!” I hissed.
“Very well.” Sergei said dropping the crazed frenchman. Leo just coughed before sheathing his machete.
“Thank you.” I said sighing as I looked outside again.
“I don’ wanna die, I don’ wanna die.” Arthur said curling up into a fetal position
“Oh man the fuck up!” I somewhat shouted. “We are so close to ending this and you guys just want to back out!?”
“I never got to see Venice! I want to have children and yell at kids to get off my lawn.” Arthur continued.
“Then grow a pair, ready your pistol, and don’t be a little bitch!” I said.
“Comrade he is having Shell Shock, yelling at him only makes it worse.” Sergei said
“And the massive group of guards is only helping!” I said sarcastically. I sighed and sat on the floor and leaned against the wall.
“I will handle them, Mystique can you calm him down?” Sergei said readying his RPD
“Oh yeah, handle over four hundred guards that can shoot magic at you. GREAT PLAN.” I said putting my face into my gloved hands. This mission was turning for the worst even more now.
“Leo?” Sergei said smiling, he looked at me. “Sometimes dying for your friends is worth the pain.” Sergei said in his philosophical tone
“Can I be of assistance?” A voice said, the group turned to see a sniper in a grey outfit standing almost invisible to the naked eye. “If you’re trying to end this war, I’ll help ya.” The Sniper said
He was carrying a barrett fifty caliber rifle with a benelli shotgun on his back. His face was covered aside from a slit were his eyes were visible.
“You wanna help? Then give me your name so I know who’s tags I am gonna have to collect later on.” I said sighing sadly at our grim situation.
“Just call me Shadow.” The Sniper said, with cat like speed and agility he climbed up the rubble into a perfect snipers nest. “Its better if you know not what my name is.” His accent had a hint of native American
“Yeah whatever, let’s just think of a plan....” I said as I pulled myself up and readied my rifle.
“Plan is simple, you live I die we are happy.” Sergei said reading his RPD “Natascha and I have been ready for long time.”
“I’d rather not lose anymore people than I have to.” I said as I glared at him. “Look Leo has lots of bombs and grenades.”
“Yup!” Leo said as he held up his pump action Grenade launcher.
“He can hang back a bit and open up their defenses with a little artillery while Shadow up there picks off any of the heavy guys.” I said.
“And I will handle the rest?” Sergei asked
“I was getting to that. Tell me Sergei...” I said as I looked up at him with a smile. “How do you feel about ambushes?” Sergei smiled evilly.
“Same way I feel about Vodka.” Sergei replied
“I’ll take that as a ‘Love’em’.” I said. “Now here is the plan...”
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Me and Mystique were huddled in a small opening in the outer wall of the castle as we looked upon all the guards and soldiers lining the walls and patrolling the perimeter.
“Oh you remember the plan?” I asked her. She nodded and held three grenades in her left arm and clutched on more in her right hand.
“Throw lots of grenades and run as they chase us down.” She said. I nodded and readied my own armful of grenades. ‘Thank you Leo for your explosive obsession.’
“Three... Two... One!” I shouted as I pulled the first pin with my teeth and lobbed the grenade over the wall. It went off as I heard someone, or pony in this case, scream in agony as it exploded. Mystique was doing very well at making good precise shots with her throws. We threw out last grenades and ran for our lives as the guards began to pour out of the wall’s gate. There was at least a good fifty or maybe sixty guards chasing us as he bolted down the street. We ran and ran until we finally ran into a shop at the end of a street. We jumped through the window and slide to a halt as our Russian friend had his fun.
“UUURRRRAAAAAA!!!” Sergei shouted as he popped up and began laying waste to the guards that were unlucky enough to be caught in his fire. Screams of agony filled the room as the guards fell ontop of eachother. Sergei finished off his clip and ducked as he reloaded.. “I need cover comrades!”
“SUPPRESSING FIRE!” I shouted as I lifted up and began to shoot small burst of rounds at the guards as they shot their own bolts of magic at us. Leo ran into the room with his AA-12 and unleashed a hellstorm of G-12’s on the wounded and heathly alike.
“Thank you Comrades!” Segei shouted as he popped up and fired even more lead into the guards. “COME AND TASTE RUSSIAN LEAD!”
Soon even more guards kept pouring down the street as our firing continued. Leo had switched to his grenade launcher while Shadow up top was taking out several guards at once with his .50 caliber rifle. Before we knew it, the guards were calling retreats as they began to fall back. As they ran we took out a few and rejoiced that none of us were killed in the firefight!”
“UUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Sergei cheered
“Yeah!... Oh god I feel dizzy.” Leo said as he stumbled backwards and fell against a table. He looked at himself to notice one thing peculiar. “Where did my left arm go?”
“BROTHER!” Mystique shouted as she bolted over to her brother and pressed her hands against the wound causing poor Leo wail in pain.
“Sergei! Go get Arthur!” I shouted as I ran over to Leo.
“I will tend to him!” Shadow said appearing from nowhere “You finish this.”
“I am feeling really really thirsty.” Leo said as he blinked slowly as twitched as he felt his sister press his wound.
“Sit my friend, drink this.” Shadow said taking a canteen from his belt. He then ripped part of his shirt off and wrapped it around the nub that now replaced Leo’s arm.
“Shadow, his wound didn’t cauterise like the other wounded I’ve seen. Why!?” Mystique shouted.
“This is Special Magic, only one guard has it.” Shadow said “I have observed them for the past few months and only one has done this sort of damage.
“Barney the dinosaur?” Leo asked as his head swayed. “He’s evil.”
“No my friend, Shining Armor.” Shadow saud
“Why does he sound like a total fag?” I asked as I reloaded my gun and looked behind me to make sure that no guards were sneaking up on us.
“Far from that, he is married to Princess Cadence.” Sergei said, I looked at him “I read it in a book”
“Huh... Where’s Arthur? I haven’t seen him around.” I said.
“He is over in the corner still freaking out.” Mystique said still nervously looking at her brothers arm
“Go figure. Medics are never useful unless you cover their sorry asses twenty four seven.” I grumbled. “Or unless they are experanced.”
“Fuck it we must finish this once and for all.” Sergei said determinedly
“I’m helping...” Leo said as he shakily got to his feet.
“No my friend you must sit.” Shadow said pushing the frenchman back down
“Mister shadow guy, they took my left arm. I used that to pump my grenade launcher. If you think that I am going to let that slide you are mistaken.” Leo said as he tried to stand again.
“He is right Leo you are too badly injured.” Sergei and Mystique said in unison
“Oh what so you two know? I am going and that is final. You are not leaving me with shellshock over there.” He said pointing to Arthur.
“I will tend to him after you are on the right track to reovery,” Shadow said as he bandaged the wound
“Okay then, you know what mister shadow?” Leo said as he got up again, leaving Shadow sitting there. He walked over to the kitchen area of the house and turned on the stove before searching for a pan. When he found one, he walked over to the old fashion stove and placed it on it waiting for it to get hot.
“Brother what are you doing!?” Mystique shouted as she ran inside.
“Being foolish with his well being.” Shadow informed her
“Yes, I am! Never got anywhere without doing so!” Leo shouted as he picked up the now red hot pan and placed it against his bleeding wound on the nub and screamed in pain as the wound was cauterized. “FUCKING SHIT PISS FAGGOT ASSHOLE!”
“Brother!” Mystique shouted. Leo just threw the pan across the room and panted for a second.
“Shit.” I said
“NOW put the bandages on and let me fight.” Leo hissed angrily.
“What do you have to say?” Shadow asked me. I just looked at the panting Leo and smiled briefly.
“Heh, the crazy bastard just sealed his own wound. He wants to fight, dope him up, give him some water, and watch his ass. Then yes. Let him fight.” I said.
“No! You cannot let him go!” Mystique pleaded
“Mystique, if he doesn’t fight he will have to run to the front line and go through THAT to get to a proper medic. Do you want that?”
“Very well.....” Mystique said defeated. Leo let Shadow bandage the rest of the nub before he put the sling of his AA-12 over his neck and gripped the handle.
“We have big problem!” Sergei said pointing to a purple Alicorn watching from the tower. “They lnow we are coming!”
“Of course they know we are coming! We just wasted a load of their soldiers.” I said annoyed.
“And they are turning up their internal defenses as we speak.” Sergei said. “With things like explosives and other stuff.”
“Well we got explosives in the plenty.” I said.
“I DON’T WANNA DIE!” Arthur shouted sucking on his thumb in the fetal position.
“Somebody please go help him.” I said rubbing my forehead.
“On it.” Mystique said
“Okay... Our rounds eat through their magic barriers like a mouse on cheese.” I began. “So they probably are going to be using some sort of physical barrier.”
“I WANT MY MOMMY!” Arthur shouted again, Mystique sighed as she picked him up and rocked him back and forth like a child.
“Will someone shoot him or something!?” I shouted. “Anyway, we can use what explosives Leo has in his backpack to rip through that. After that it’s going to either be a shoot and run or they will barricade themselves into a selective room of that castle. So here is the plan.”
“Shadow is going to take out as many guards as he can from his vantage point, while I and a volunteer go to and plant the bomb. Sergei is going to be holed up somewhere he can gun down the guards after the bomb so off. So either Mystique or Leo are going to have to come with me.”
“Oui!” Leo said raising his one remaining hand.
“NO!” Mystique Protested
“I am the bomb expert, I should go!” Leo said to his sister.
“You’re also the amputee!” Shadow reminded him
“Ooooh. It hasn’t even been a hour and you are already going there.” Leo said.
“Of course he is! You are crazy!” Mystique shouted.
“AND I LOVE IT! Come sergeant! We are going now!” Leo said as he readied his AA-12 and walking to the door.
“Fils de pute!” Mystique said facepalming.
“MOMMA!” Arthur babbled, Sergei finally got up and slapped the boy across the face. “GAH FUCKING COCK SUCKER FUCK FUCK FUCK!” Arthur screamed in pain as a massive red hand print appeared on his face
“Fixed now” Sergei said with a shit eating grin.
“Good. Mystique and Arthur, you are going to follow Sergei to his gunners position.” I said.
“OOOOOWWWWWWWWW OWOWOWOWOWWOW Okay!” Arthur said after Mystique had grabbed his ear and dragged him with her behind sergei.
“Good, okay come on Leo, let’s go.” I said as I walked out of the building.
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Soon me and Leo were against the wall of furniture, wooden planks, and stone debris that the ponies had set up to stop us. Leo was using his one hand to set up the bomb he had created using his C4 and grenades. It took a bit longer due to the fact his left arm was gone. When he was done he smiled and stood up.
“Alright, Let’s go sergeant.” Leo said as he pulled out the detonator and ran back to a small building that Sergei was holed up in with Arthur and Mystique by his side. We both ran into the building and waited a few seconds before we nodded to each other. “Firing the hole!”
There was a thunderous boom as the explosives ripped apart the gate and sent pieces of debris, as well as a few bits of pony, in all directions. As the explosive went off, we noticed that the court yard was cleared of all life except for a few unicorn guards that began to fire magic bolts at us.
“Sergei, rip’em up.” I ordered.
“It will be my pleasure Comrade!” Sergei said as he leveled his RPD and fired tearing their limbs apart or simply obliterating them in a mound of hamburger meat. “In Russia Ponies die just as easily as in Equestria.”
“Right. Now let’s get going. We are going to end this.” I said as I walked out of the building and towards the castle. Soon everyone else followed and before we knew it, we were walking along the maze of hallways the lined the interior of the castle.
“This is boring. How are we ever going to find ‘Her majesty’ at this point?” Leo asked. That was when I noticed a pony peeking around the corner at us.
“Just ask him where it is.” I said as I pointed to the pony. His eyes widened as he bolted down the hallway he was in. “AFTER HIM!”
And with that we ran down the hallway to pursue the scout guard.
Author's Note
Better or worse?
