The griffon blinked. But before he could respond to Angry's demand the human's climbed on board. A few moment's later the vehicle lurched forward. It rumbled down the road for about 2 minutes before halting in front of the Dinner. Where the assortment of heavily armed Americans proceeded to dismount and head to their vehicles. From there they drove straight though Ponyville to the town Library. Where Twilight was still keeping watch of the griffon captives on their behalf. Her gaze nonchalantly shifted from the convoy, to the panicking townsfolk, to the griffons, and finally back to the convoy. Though, she didn't speak out about it.
"We caught him!" Brandon shouted. The convoy pulled off to the side of the road and parked side by side. " He's chained to the front of the Hellcat. That's the big tracked thing over there. Twilight nodded. "Isn't that a little too extreme?" They all blinked in unison, and simultaneously burst out into roaring laugher.
"Greeting's ma'am, my name's Lucas Botkin. This is John Lovell." Twilight exchanged handshakes, or rather... Hoofshakes? With the pair. Scott waved from the back of the group. " No, no it isn't. He tried to escape, this is his punishment. We could have been a lot harsher. After all, while the United Sates of America technically signed the Geneva convention, Congress never ratified it." The laughing continued.
" What's the... Geneva convention?" A voice asked from the sky. It was Rainbow Dash, back from wherever she had flown off to before. Brandon spoke up, " It's a... Document that was created by the united Nation's to prevent war crime's... In theory." He trailed off. Rainbow gave him a simple shrug. "Ok." And landed at Twilight's side.
"Twilight, do you mind we change into our battle kit in your library?" Brandon asked, Twilight responded with a smile, "sure, just don't break anything." She lit her horn and opened the front door for them.
" Hey, quick question. "Lucas waved, " How does the horn work?" Twilight looked at the newcomers, as well as the BRCC team which had opted to wait their turn. She looked at them and rubbed her chin.
" It's magic!" John responded with a sarcastic grin. " Yes, that was quite apparent, but how does it work?" Twilight scratched his chin. " No pony really knows, it's... How do you say? Innate to the various species of pony. There's unicorn's, like myself who can cast spell's with our horns. Pegasi, like Rainbow Dash who can control the weather, and fly. Earth ponies, like Applejack over there who can manipulate nature."
"Flying, spell casting? Cool, if I could I would totally rock that." Twilight stared at him in confusion.
John looked over his shoulder to see what Twilight was waving at, making her way down the road towards the library was an orange mare with a cowboy hat. " Hey Twi!" She waved back, " Who are these two?"
"I'm John Lovell, this is Lucas Botkin, we're here for the same reason as our friends. Nice hat by the way." She tipped it.
" Thanks." She looked around at the various cuffed griffons lying on the ground. " Prisoner's of war." Evan called out. Applejack scanned the roadway. " Do ya need any help with anything?" John shook his head. " Nope, not that I'm aware of."
" Ok then, I'm up by Sweet Apple Acres if you ever need anything." She trotted off. Lucas nudged John's elbow. " These may be some of the most colorful and... Interesting townsfolk we're ever come across." John looked back at him, " You're implying we've been on an adventure like this before... Which we haven't. Well, at least not you, I've actually been overseas."
"Fair point, but then again. Have you ever been to a place like this?" John rolled his eyes.
The other's emerged from the library, geared from head to toe with a mix of ballistic plate carrier's, chest rig's, battle belts, helmet's, balaclavas, and night vision. The timing couldn't have been more convenient as the sun had begun to set over the horizon. " What do you think guy's, turn in for the night or go ahead with the ambush?" Mike lowered his GP-NVG 18's over his eyes and smiled. " What do you think Brandon?"
"Let's go!" The dozen or so men piled into the 3 vehicle's and drove off. Leaving Twilight and her friend's in the dust. The human's had left them with order's to hand them off to the Equestrian government, who would have them moved to the Canterlot dungeon. A rather merciful end considering the fact that they had attempted to ambush and lynch Angry. While they dealt with them, the human's, alongside the griffon they had bound the the front of their Hellcat were on a warpath with the force's of the griffon empire. Except, the griffon's didn't know they were at war yet.
The convoy drove down the dirt road out of Ponyville as discretely as possible, even their headlight's were off, they were going along by night vision only. The Hellcat was first in the convoy, followed up by the 4 by 4's. A Hummer and a Raptor. " Should we go in loud or quiet?" Scott radioed over to the team member's in the Hellcat. The response was the slow and steady rumbling of the engine.
"I believe that answer's your question." Donut quipped. John, Meanwhile was busy making sure that the griffon was leading them in the right direction. Which led to them taking their vehicles through stretch of woodland that would have been better off crossed on foot. The dirt road they were on turned to low grass, which soon devolved into the Everfree forest. After just a few minute's of driving through the brush the unit began to make out the distant fires off the griffon camp. As the the Hellcat cleared the way, the human's in the other 2 vehicle's preformed final check's on their weapons and comms.
"Guy's, get your PEQ's on!" Evan's voice called out over the radio. The lead tank destroyer broke out of the treeline and stopped in the middle of a dirt pathway leading right into the center of the griffon's camp. Without wasting a minute Matt turned the vehicle around and sped down the path while John took up a position on the M2 .50 caliber heavy machine gun fixed atop it's open turret.
"You sure it's ok to use this? .50 BMG cost's a fortune nowadays!" John called down. " Sure. Music?" The last voice had come from Donut. " Aren't we supposed to use those to broadcast surrender appeals?" The comms once filled with laughter. "Oh, right. I forgot who I was rolling with. Carry on." The griffon's in the camp had heard the convoy approaching long ago, but had never bothered to investigate the strange rumbling noise, passing it off as just another creature in the forest. Nor had they ever bothered to send out search parties for their missing comrades who, were currently enjoying a nice dark sell tucked away in the dungeons below Canterlot.
"Alright! We'll let the Hellcat go on ahead and clear a path, then we follow and clean up any stragglers. " Angry blew a rather anti climactic war horn. As the air was filled with the sound of Jerry Reed singing, " Eastbound and Down."