//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 - Just The Beginning // Story: Cold War: The Global Threat // by GeneralSniperplayer //------------------------------// I arrived at the barracks looking for the sniper, he was sitting there, so I went to him: "Excuse me, Jack." I waved at him as I approached. "It's me, what do you need?" he said, after saluting. Jack, fair skinned, brown hair, brown eyes and 1.80 tall, was an army spy and sniper, not much is known about his background but his father died when he was a child and his mother died during childbirth , thus living with the military who worked with his father. "I need you in Ponrea!" I spoke. "Okay, for support?" he asked. "Knowing where so much cutting-edge equipment for the guerrillas is coming from." I explained. "Got it, I accept the mission, it's been a while since I've done this type of mission." he replied firmly. "Okay, meet me at the airport at 3." I informed. "Right." he said. 3:00 pm | cloudy. I was at the airport smoking a cigarette waiting for Jack to arrive, the airport was very busy, just like any airport in times of war, wounded people getting off the planes and reservists with journalists and doctors going up, just as supplies were being sent, then he arrived and paid the taxi that took him here: "Well, at your orders!" he said, saluting. "Let's go!" I saluted back. We got on a troop transport plane and flew up towards Ponrea, arriving at the base, we went down and saw the movement of the Ministry of Health taking the wounded to the medical wards, there were soldiers with gunshot marks, burns of all degrees and even some cripples, there was a voice in the place: "There are many injured…" I spoke with a worried tone. "Open space!" a corporal said. "ATTENTION, THE GENERAL COMMANDER IS HERE!" a lieutenant announced. All the soldiers stood at attention: "Rest!" I ordered. They go back to doing what they were doing, checking inventory, making reports, taking prisoners, the usual. "What happened here? It was a war, wasn't it?" Jack asked with his jaw dropped. "We've been in this war for 3 months." I replied. I went ahead and went to Major Tool Rogue: "Major, what was the last team sent on the battlefield?" I asked him. "It was the Tower 0-1 team." Tool informed. Tool, purple skin, gray eyes, brown hair, 1.78 tall, entered intelligence in 1948, he was part of secret missions in World War II, missions in which the names of the operators were not revealed, knows how to be a leader: "Alright, where are they?" I asked.  "Over there, sir!" he pointed to the medical ward. "Right…" I said. We went there, when I arrived the soldiers saluted: "Rest! Well, does anyone here know where Sergeant Crow Top is?" I asked. "Here, sir!" he said, appearing from behind some curtains. "Oh, there you are." I looked at him. "At your command, sir!" he said, saluting. "Where exactly did you guys see their top gear?" I asked. "In most battles." he informed. "…" I was without reaction. "They are too many, we are losing." Crow said, with a worried tone. "Let's work this out!" I said. "What's the plan?" he asked. "Secret operation, let's spy on the guerrillas and sabotage them." I said, giving a slight smile. "Right!" he nodded his head. "I'm going to need you, Jack and a few more Intelligence soldiers." I spoke. "Who do you have in mind?" he nodded his head. "You'll see." I said. Then some medics appeared in the tent: "Excuse me, could you get out the tent for us to take care of the injured?" one of the medics said, putting the mask on. "Of course." we left. "Come with me!" Crow said, going to another tent. He pointed to a region where there was a river: "Our last mission was here, near the river which is 70 km from here." he informed. "Damn…" I said. "They had some amphibians and jeeps with them." Crow said. "Let's go there and follow the tracks!" I gave the idea. "Understood." Crow said. "I want agents the Lyra Heartstrings and Sweetie Drops!" I ordered. "Right." Crow said. "Meet me at the hangar in 10!" I said. "Understood!" Crow said. 10 minutes passed and everyone was in the hangar: "Everyone here!" Drops said, saluting. "Perfect!" I said. Captain Sweetie Drops, blue and pink hair, fair skin, blue eyes, 1.65 tall, is very close to Lieutenant Lyra Heartstrings, blue skin, blue and white hair, yellow eyes, 1.67 tall, both had backgrounds excellent, with most of their missions successfully completed, when the 2 enlisted, in 1948, they drew a lot of attention from Minister Rainbow Dash, due to their performances in training and simulations, which joined at 2 for Intelligence: "At your command!" Lyra confirmed. "Everyone ready?" I asked. "Yes." they all answered. "Perfect, c'mon Crow, you drive!" I ordered. We got into the truck and went local: "We're here!" Crow said, stopping the truck before everyone got off. "I found something!" Lyra said, by a tree. "Huh?" Crow exclaimed. Everyone went there: "No…" I said this after seeing that the body that was in the tree was a Stalliongradian. "I don't remember them wearing uniforms like that." Lyra was surprised. "It's because he's not from Ponrea!" I said. The uniform that was being worn by the dead soldier, was actually from Stalliongrad, a uniform with a camouflage that was a mixture of green and burgundy, you could tell because it had the symbol of their army, a bear paw with a star in the middle: "Whoa…what do you mean?" Crow looked at me. "They're from Stalliongrad." I said. "So…" Drops got her jaw dropped. "The hole is further down." I said, amazed inside. "Wait... what do you mean?" Crow was confused. "They are getting support from even more than Stalliongrad." I concluded. "So it's a real war?" Lyra looked at me, as if I had all the answers. "No... I hope not…" I was uncertain. "Come on...if there's a direct conflict between us and them, a lot of people will die!" Crow replied. "I know...let's continue the mission." I tried not to think about such a possibility. We start checking the bodies: "Sir, come see this!" Crow spoke. I went to Crow to see what he had found, on one of the bodies there was a paper with some information in Russian: "Let's go back to base and translate this!" I said. We got in the truck and went to the base. August 13 | 50, 9:21 am | sunny I had finished translating the paper and called the rest of the group: "What did you discover?" Drops asked while holding a cup of coffee. "Addresses…" I said. "So you mean they have suppliers?" Lyra asked. "Actually this is already right in the face." I said, raising one eyebrow. "What should we do?" Crow stood by for orders. "Contact the Minister!" I said. I went to a terminal to access my account and contact Minister Rainbow Dash: ”Send me the addresses, I'll need them to investigate further” Dash replied to my message. ”Yes ma'am” I replied back. ”I'm going to need a specialized group to investigate all of this” she said. ”Who do you have in mind?” I asked. ”I'll let you know when you get back to Equestria” she replied. ”Right” I sent the message. ”I'm waiting” she said. To be continued!!!