“Rainbow, could you set up another target at two thousand yards?” asked Rarity.
The multicolored pegasus sighed. “Ever since you got that new gun, I’ve been nothing but your rangemaster. I don’t know how you can even see that far.”
Rarity smiled. “Twenty-power scope, dear. These .50 BMG bullets have plenty of momentum to reach out and touch something.”
Rainbow rolled her eyes, but took off towards the end of the range with a target. She carried a FN P90 slung on her back. It was quite a bit more effective than her old submachine gun.
Upon entering the Ponyville town hall, the six mares and Spike had discovered a mountain of weapons piled up. It seemed a shame to leave them lying there, and they had quickly rearmed themselves.
“Is that all right?” Twilight asked. The unicorn was helping Spike fit fuel tanks to his back.
“I don’t know,” answered the dragon. “I’ve never used a flamethrower before.”
“Ah’m sure you’ll get the hang of it, sugarcube,” commented Applejack. The orange mare checked the AA-12 automatic shotgun she was carrying. Rainbow had jokingly referred to it as an AJ-12.
“Has anypony seen Fluttershy?” asked Twilight.
Pinkie arrived just then. “She said something about going to practice.”
“That’s not a bad idea.” The purple unicorn glanced down at her holsters, experimentally drawing her pistols. She’d replaced each of her revolvers with another kind of Colt .45 – the Model 1911A1.
Pinkie had traded her cannon for a more portable China Lake 40mm grenade launcher. Twilight noticed the earth pony carrying a new pistol in her ridiculous shoulder holster. “Pinkie, what is that?”
The pink pony drew the enormous handgun. “Deagle, dude! It’s a Magnum Research Desert Eagle chambered in .50 caliber Action Express!” She made silly faces at herself in reflection of the pistol’s shiny gold finish.
Twilight shook her head and focused on improving her shooting proficiency. The new hardware took some getting used to, but everypony was eager to learn. The faster they ousted Nightmare Moon, the better.