"Alright, Everypony ready?" Chains' voice rang through the drop pod.
"Okay, Skyler, Launch us."
We dropped. I suddenly felt free. Locked inside a tiny capsule. I looked out a window to see a portal open and a zebra starship flew through.
"Skyler what's going on?" Chains white eyes looked like they turned red.
Skyler didn't seem happy either. "they must've seen us coming. We're stuck in they're turbulence!"
Chains grunted. "Hold on, Everypony!" I gripped my controls, trying to get out of the turbulence. Apple Pie had the same idea.
Apple Pie's pod bounced off mine sending me flying.
The Last thing I heard was from Apple Pie's distinct accent. "Crap!"
I woke up.
My vision was blurred, and I didn't know where I was.
My vision cleared. I was in the drop pod.
There were 3 red buttons. I smashed all 3 with my hoof. They turned green and the front of the drop pod steamed and flew off.
I fell out.
I woke up, same way.
I slowly staggered up. Looked around, and realized I wasn't wearing a helmet. I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Then a thud. Then a crack.
It was my helmet.
I put it on and turned it on. I could see the crack.
I turned my night vision on and looked around. A few red outlines, just standing around. I got closer.
"I don't know, but I heard he was going after the ministry of morale," one of them said.
"Well I heard Zecora was trying to protect the ministries."
I found a silenced sub machine gun.
"How dare she do tha-" Bullets flew through both of them. My bullets.
I scavenged Ammo and weapons from their corpses.
My HUD picked up a navigation system. I installed the map and looked to find enemies in the area. There were few.
Close to me at least.
JOIN THE ESC
A big poster hung on the wall. It was a picture of two earth ponies one with a pack cigarettes tied around his helmet. The other with a big rocket launcher strapped to him.
I had entered this building for clues and only found jokes. None of these pointed to the rest of my team or, for any matter, this 'ministry'.
Until I came to a hallway. There was blood everywhere. You didn't need night vision to see it. I walked into a room where most of the blood led to. I couldn't believe what I saw.
A pile of dead ponies and zebras covered in blood with a giant javelin going through the middle of them all like a shish kabob. I had to turn away. It was too much. One walk had 'help us' written in blood.
Lots of times.
The next room I walked into was different. It was full of live ponies. One had a shotgun. They were clearly civilians.
"who are you?" the shotgun armed pony said. "what are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for my squad of ODSPs." I felt a shiver down my spine. "Have you seen any?"
"Only one. He had a white stripe on his helmet."
"he got us in here and gave me this. Said he'd call in support as soon as he could."
I looked at the group of hopeless refugees. I couldn't leave them here. Not like this.
"Here, take this." I gave him my pony tags. " If you see another ODSP, can you give this to him? Or her? And tell them to head south."
"Can do, Friend," the pony was filled with hope. I didn't think it would last.
I walked down the street past 2 dead zebras and a broken vehicle. Not a blown up one, just broken.
I got to work.
I heard a noise from a few feet in front of me. I tried to turn my night vision on, then I remember I had got a zebra bullet stuck in my visor.
"Why hello, Spark." I've heard this voice before.
" Would you care to join me?"