//------------------------------// // Chapter 7 The Wardog Squad // Story: Rainbows and love letters // by Flat spin //------------------------------// MLP: FiM Rainbows and love letters By: flat spin Soarin Flew through Cloudsdale and landed to the airstrip that was located next to the wonderbolt HQ. He could see three ponies on the ground. “Soarin. It’s good to see you again.” White Stallion with an orange mane said. “Yeah it’s good to see you too Fire Streak.” Soarin said and walked towards them. “So you are now in command of our little squad.” Blue Stallion with a yellow mane said and walked up. “Yes and we’ll be flying to the Dwanbreaker. It’s gonna be the carrier were we’ll fly our missions from.” Soarin said to them. “So how was your little holiday?” turquoise mare with a white mane said and walked right up to Soarin's face and looked into his eyes and gave a seductive smile... “It was fine… thank you for asking Fleetfoot.” Soarin said to her and backed off. “We’ll fly to the Dawnbreaker and report to Captain Spin who you should listen to. He knows his stuff and is an experienced military flyer. Just don’t annoy him and don’t say anything you wouldn’t say to Spitfire.” Soarin said and looked at the three of them “Sir yes Sir.” Three of them said in unison. “You don’t need to do that around me… but do it a lot when your near Spin.” Soarin said and chuckled. “Come on guys let’s get flying. do you guys got your saddle packs and everything you need with you.” Soarin said and checked his Saddle back. “Yeah let’s go already.” Fire said and prepared to take off. “Hold on a sec Fire. Has anyone landed on carrier before? no… great. Just be careful and do what the instructions say on the wonderbolt manual.” Soarin said and took off. Four of them flew up high and made an diamond formation and turned to east towards the sea and Saddle arabia. After a several hours of flying they could see four ships in the horizon. three smaller onces and one huge carrier. “The dawnbreaker… ok everypony get ready to land. remember what you have been thought. it’s not easy to land on a moving carrier.” Soarin said to his squad mates. Soon all four of them were on final approach and landed successfully on the carrier. There were ponies everywhere. Some of them were maintenance crew or they were helping flyers to prepare for take-off from the deck. There were to take off positions whit acceleration catapults which could accelerate ponies to their max speed in a blink of an eye. “Soarin! how was the flight.” Soarin heard Spin’s voice coming from near the side of the runway. “Hey it’s great to see you. it was fine.” Soarin said and walked up to him with rest of the ‘bolts. “Are these greenhorns your squad?” Spin said and hugged Soarin. “Yeah. This is captain Spin. Spin... She’s Fleetfoot, He’s Fire and he’s Lighting.” Soarin said and pointed at his squad. “Well… you guys will be sleeping in deck five in room 448. On the door it reads “7th naval aviation squad Swordfish”. trust me you wont miss the door.” Spin said and looked at the wonderbolts. “What if squad seven need to use the beds and sleep?” Fire asked. “Trust me they won't... they got new beds on the 10th deck in the morgue.” Spin said. “You mean…” Lightning started but Spin cut him off “Shot down and killed in action… they were flying a recon mission and the Saddle Arabian flak caught them by surprise.” Spin said and looked at the ground. “The Saddle Arabians got fewer flyers and their equipment is older but they got a lot more men on the ground and they have a lot of air defence set up. The flak is brutal and unforgiving.” Spin said and looked at Soarin. “Soarin you will be sleeping with me in deck four in the officer’s quarters. we’re shearing a room.” Spin said and looked at Soarin. “Your squad starts doing patrols with my squad. We get started tomorrow night. we have been assigned the night patrols. So make sure you are ready to meet me in mission debrief at 2200 hours at room 500 in the second deck.” Spin finished. “So will do the patrols with your squad.” Soarin asked. “Yeah. Follow me.” Spin said and walked towards some stair that lead down to the inside of the ship. They arrived at deck five and walked up to a door that red “1st naval aviation squad. Wardog.” Spin opened a door and the bolts saw three beds and some storage chest on the end of them. also in the room was a couch and a flat screen TV. There were three ponies siting on the couch facing away from the door and watching wrestling. “Oh yes that’s my boy beat his ass.” Said a dark grey stallion with a black mane. “Oh come on. what is this he can’t win again.” A purple mare with a greenish mane said. “Oh here it comes… STYLES CLASH ONE… TWO… FUCK he kicked out.” Dark blue stallion with a really dark blue mane Yelled. *Couch *couch Spin made a few fake couchs and walked towards them. “Oh hi boss wanna join us.” The dark blue stallion asked but didn’t turn to him. “Maybe later Blade... so save me a couple beers. but I brought some fresh meat with me.” All three of them peaked their ears and turned around to look at the ‘bolts. “Why did you brought some show ponies here?” Blade said while looking the ‘bolts. “They are assigned to fly with us on the patrols.” Spin said while looking at Blade. “What do you think Turpster? Two weeks?” Blade asked the grey stallion. “One and a half… what about you Nimble?” He asked the purple mare. “I dunno about the rest of them… but hot stuff over there might just make it.” Nimble said and gave Soarin a seductive gaze. “You know he’s married Nimble.” Spin said and looked at the purple mare. “Yeah… but how would she found out if I would have a little fun with her wondeColt. “Oh I dunno… same way she found out what Thunderlane did.” Spin said and looked at Nimble who’s ears peaked up and turned to face spin and said. “Well… when you put it that way…” She said and turned back to face the TV. “Well this is my squad. The blue stallion over on the left is Blade. he is our hoof to hoof combat specialist. Next to him is our horny mare in constant heat. Nimble Feather. she’s our dog fighting and sneaking expert. And on the right side is Turbulence he’s our weapons and explosives expert.” Spin said and pointed at his squad. “So this is our squad… I must say I wasn’t quite expecting this…” Soarin said and looked at Spin. “Well they aren’t here because they are hardened soldiers. They are here because they are the best in the world when shit hits the fan. But when we aren’t in combat…” Spin was explaining but Blade cut him off. “ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT ONE… TWO… THREE. YES GUESS WHOS DRINKING THE RAW EGG AND TROTKA COMBO HAHAHAHA.” Blade yelled and pointed at Nimble. “How does he always pick the right guys… I bet he knows someone who is in the creative team of PWE.” Nimble said and looked depressed. “And how did I manage to book the whole card wrong for fuck sakes.” “As I was saying… when we aren’t in combat we are your average ponies who just relax and watch Pony Wrestling Entertainment…” Spin said and he was cut off again by sounds of vomiting. “BHLEEAAHGLAAGHEE” Nimbus was vomiting her raw egg and trotka shot into a bucket. “HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAH” Blade was laughing hard. “FUCK YOU BLADE” Nimble yelled as she was vomiting. “And as I was saying… we are rather relaxed when we aren’t in a deadly situation.” Spin said and looked at Turbulence. “What… I came second. I booked two matches right. so I don’t have to drink that poison.” Turbulence said and looked at Spin. Soarin and the rest of the wonderbolts just looked at each other and thought what have they gotten themselves into…