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// Desert storm 
// Story: Living on the line 
// by Frost338 
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I woke up to the fort siren going off and the intercom voice yelling, "ALL TROOPS GEAR UP AND EQUIP FLIR! GET OUTSIDE IMMEDIATELY! HOSTILES ADVANCING IN THE SANDSTORM!" I got up and put on my desert fatigues and vest. Then I put on the special forces helmet the commander gave me as a promotion gift. I am now a lieutenant, and I command the second regiment. The helmet had desert digital camouflage with black timed glasses and a wireless radio headset. I grabbed my rifle and my 1911 (another promotion gift) and rushed outside to my regimental rally point at the base of the hill. I paused for a moment and looked at the battlefield with my FLIR goggles. What I saw was a horde of zebras stumbling through the storm toward our positions. I galloped down the hill and joined my regiment. "Machine guns up in front of every platoon, and snipers on top of the hill I shouted at my unit. We all used our FLIR to our advantage and set up some decoys with tactical flashlights in the center of ous sector as our unit was shaped in an arrow pointing toward the mountain, with them right in the middle. Our platoons were staggered to prevent friendly fire in the storm. Now we just waited as the enemy approached...


     Frost's POV

   I was on the hill with the other nine snipers in the division. The snipers were considered the elite because there were so few of them, and they never missed. I lie on the hill with a Barrett M82 fifty cal. I attached a FLIR scope to the rifle so I wouldn't need the bulky goggles. I took aim at a group of Zebras crossing a row of barbed wire about nineteen hundred meters out. I looked at my combat conditions analyzer or CCA. It told me the wind speed was up to thirty nine kilometers per hour westward. I loaded the weapon and aimed carefully at the lead zebra. I steadied my breath and pulled the trigger, sending a bullet down range that caused the lead zebra and the one behind him to drop down to the dirt, and, a few seconds later, disappear from my FLIR. I took aim at another one of the zebras who was on the ground hiding from me. I took the shot and watched his head explode. I quickly killed two more of the enemies before they got up and foun the rest of their group. I liked the looks of the slowly, but carefully advancing group. I switched my rounds to explosive armor piercing rounds and lobbed a few at the group, killing seven of the zebras. I lobbed two more rounds to empty the magazine before popping down my goggles ang grabbing my rifle. I then slid down the hill to my already waiting squad. "Ya'll really that anxious to get started?" I asked jokingly. "You know it!" replied Rainbow Dash. "then let's kick some zebra flank!" I said. Then I went on the radio and said, "All batalion commanders this is Commander Frost. The enemy is in disarray and lost. All units advance and attack any units in your sector. We are going silent, so attach silencers or use knives. No spells, that will create light which will give away your position. The enemy has a superior number of troops. Do your best and fight for the princess." i then attached a suppressor to my M16A4 as my squad did the same.we then moved out as the rest of the regiment and snuck up on a group of zebras. There were ten of them, one of them had a flashlight trying to find us. We then all simultaneously fired three rounds at each of our targets killing all of them. Then we moved on. I found a slightly smaller group of seven and shot all of them. It has been eleven minutes and no audible gunshots have been heard, yet...


     Jaze's POV

  I had gathered a group of eight ponies to go hunting with. About five minutes into the hunt, we saw a group of seven zebras approaching us. We all laid down on the ground and waited for them to pass over us. When they did, we got up silently and used our knives to shred them into a bloody pulp. We then moved on to the east to find a group of thirty two zebras advancing toward Thunderclap's group. We immediately got behind som stragglers and stabed them in the back of the neck, killing them instantly. Suddenly a torrent of bullets came out of nowhere and tore the other twenty four to shreds I looked over to se the commander and his squad approaching us. "Don't know what you'd do without us lieutenant?" he said jokingly as he handed us three silencers. "Thank you sir." I said to him as he saluted me. "Anytime Jaze." he said before running of into the storm. He is a good man. We advanced on a far larger force than the last. This group numbered about sixty, and we were severely outgunned. "Commander, I need your assistance. I have a group in excess of sixty hostiles advancing on my position." I said into the radio. "Roger lieutenant is see you. Backup is on the way." he replied. I took ail with my M16, ready to open fire. Then I watched as they stared to get cut down. I looked to my left to see Applejack with a suppressed M60, unloading on the group. I smiled and opened fire on the group. They were all dead within seconds. "Commander Jaze. The enemy is retreating!" said a sniper on the hill. "Roger that overwatch." I replied. That was the easiest battle yet.