//------------------------------// // What the buck are those!? // Story: Living on the line // by Frost338 //------------------------------// new OC! Yay! I was at the OP, looking down on the battlefield, when I saw a small dot run across the field. I took a look through the binoculars to see that it was Gatling Wind. Spitfire told me Applejack had brought him into the squad. I decided to watch him and see what he was doing. He ran up the hill and came into the fort, looking back in the direction he came as he ran. I looked over to the hills and saw a zebra search party looking for him, trying to stay undetected. I then watched as two of them toppled over. I was confused by this, there was no gunfire, but the zebras were obviously being shot. I then noticed a suppressed gun barrel sticking out at the entrance firing position. I then noticed he was firing a suppressed weapon over eleven hundred yards. "Kid's a sniper, huh." I said as I watched the rest of the group get gunned down. Gatling shot with one hundred percent accuracy. Nine shots, eleven kills. 'Pretty impressive' I thought to myself. He was just as good as AJ said he was. I then heard footsteps (I don't like speaking like a pony) coming from the hall. I watched as Gatling ran into the briefing room. I took one last look at the battlefield and went into the room. I saw him asleep and a mission report on my desk. I picked it up and read it.      It was now about six and AJ showed up in the room. "Read this." I told her.  "Ah told ya he was a good soldier!" she boasted. "Yeah, you were right. I watched him take out a patrol with more than a hundred percent accuracy." I said, still looking at the report. Applejack whistled, "That is pretty impressive." she said, obviously quite impressed. "I know, but he took the shots from over eleven hundred yards, with a supperessed SR-25!" I said. "No way!" she said, "There is no way a seven-six-two can make that shot! Much less a suppressed one!" "Take a look." I replied flatly, throwing her the sniper rifle. "Ah can't believe it." she replied, shocked. "Look at this," I said, "his shot computer registered a thirteen hundred meter headshot about five hours ago." "Damn, this one's stayin', right Frost?" she asked me, amazed at the man's shooting skill. "Of course he's staying." I replied. Then the alarm rang. I ran to the closet and grabbed an M82, determined to do some long range damage, and my G36, which Gatling had used on the chopper. AJ immediately went and grabbed her M60, preferring it to the smaller SAW. Gatling shot up and shook his head. "What the fuck is going on!?" he shouted at me. I tossed him an M82 and said, "Let's see if you can out-shoot me." His face immediately lit up, "Hell yeah sir!" he said. "it's Frost now, not sir." I told him. He nodded and ran to the fort exit. I followed and we set up on the concrete support on top of the fort...    Midnight Jaze's POV I was talking to cousin Twilight when the alarm rang. "Well it was a nice talk Twilight." I said getting up and grabbing my M16. "It was. We need to talk again sometime." she said as she left the room. I ran to the to the regimental sector, on the first floor, southeastern end. We were located next to the southern end deployment gate. Our job was to keep the zebras away from that gate. If they got through, all he'll would break loose. We took our firing positions, my being behind a fifty cal. The regiment was set. Now we waited for the hostiles. Then I saw something that made my stomach turn...                  Jewbei's POV   We were going to attack the ponies with our new super weapons. The ponies had artillery, we had tanks. I was still scared shitless. I knew the power of their artillery firsthand. The griffon general Grikon had taken control of the army after the lords assasination this morning. He commanded us to use the experimental weapons. We rolled down to the hill fort. I was riding on the back of the lead tank, my FAL across my legs. I knew we would get slaughtered by the ponies. I had no intentions of fighting them, but if I had to kill them to stay alive, so be it. I intended to surrender at my first chance. I was nervous when the tank I was riding on shook as it fired its 120mm gun. I watched the shell hit the hill, kicking up large amounts of dust. As the dust cleared, I noticed the shell hadn't even made a scratch. Oh shit, I thought, we're fucked. Before the artillery even started, the tank I was riding on ceased to move ans a bullet hit the engine...       Gatling's POV   "Yeah! Right in the engine block!" I yelled as the tank I fired at immediately ceased moving. I took a second shot and it hit another tank's engine, disabling it too. "Don't get ahead of yourself, kid." the commander said as he killed another tank with his fifty. "yes sir." I said as I squeezed of another round, this time hitting the front of the tank, hitting the magazine, causing it to explode. The tanks were still over twenty-eight hundred meters out and we were taking perfectly aimed shots. I smiled as I shot the next tank in line, stopping it in its tracks. Then the artillery opened fire with HE rounds, shooting for the disabled tanks. We were on a roll, we had disabled or destroyed seven out of ten enemy tanks. Our tanks were deployed to Ponyville, ours were going to arrive in three weeks. We were to receive twenty-two M1A2 Abrams tanks. I ran out of fifty cal ammo and stood up and headed into the fort and grabbed an M60 and four extra belts of ammo and set up next to Rainbow Dash. "Where's your SR-25?” she asked. "Already did some sniping. Now it's time to tear those bastards a new asshole!" I said. "Hell yeah!" she yelled back as we high-hoofed...