Hero peered down the sights of his rifle, watching the muddy fields. Pharynx and Fortuna were right beside him.

“See anything?” Fortuna asked.

“Nah. At best, probably a crow or something.” Hero sighed and fired at a flock of flying crows, missing.

“Damn, you execute a bug and still can’t aim?” Pharynx raised up and fired, but he too missed.

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Bezier’s eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim lighting. She looked around, noticing several other injured changelings, as well as nurses attempting to help them.

Bezier looked down, noticing a bandage wrapped around her wound. A changeling walked over. “You alright?” He asked.

Bezier shrugged. “As alright as I can be. Where the hell am I?”

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“Woah!!”

The turquoise triplane twirled around in an attempt to dodge the enemy fire. Flutterwings shook her head, before grabbing the machine gun. She began firing at the pursuing plane. Ocellus did a sudden turn into some clouds. Flutterwings yelped out, being thrown into the side of her cockpit.

“Oi! Warn me next time!”

“Sorry!” Ocellus looked around. “Do you see them?”

Flutterwings looked around. “No… I don’t see-”

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Hero sat in a trench, clutching his rifle. The “Third” Changeling-Pony had broken out, and Chrysalis had mobilized damn near every bug that could hold a rifle. Hero took a peek over the trench. No-Bug’s Land, or No-Pony’s Land, or, as it was widely accepted, the Deadzone. There lay hundreds and thousands of dead ponies and changelings. He sighed, sitting back down. The wait was killing him. How long till they were ordered to charge back into that shitstorm?

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“Raghhh!”

Bezier drove her bayonet into the pony’s chest. Behind her, Hero swung a club into another’s head. The changelings were attempting to break through the pony lines.

Hero raised his rifle, firing at a charging pony. But with each pony that dropped dead, it seemed another was ready to take their place.

Hero continued swinging his club, knocking ponies to the ground.

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Ocellus steered right, her crosshairs locking onto an enemy fighter. She smiled wickedly, before letting out a burst of rounds. The plane began spiraling out of control, before slamming into the ground. Ocellus cackled out, twisting her plane around.

“Woah! Hey, careful up there!” a voice yelled out from the tailgunner seat. “You tryna throw me out of this thing?!”

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Melody watched the skyline from the trees, her rifle perched by her side. Her eyes were fixated on a battle above the mud of the Deadzone. She watched as mechanical pegasi, better known as “planes”, flew around like wasps to a nest, machine guns roaring as many spiraled towards the ground. She chuckled, cursing the mechanical creations.

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