A story in which will involve explosions, vehicles, and just pure total mayhem and stuff. Because it's Vietnam. And Vietnam was fucked. So I did this. Because this is fucked.
One-Shot story. My very first!
Not a One-Shot anymore.
I'd like to thank the people who created "Apocalypse Now", the VF-114 "Aardvarks" Squadron based on the U.S.S Kitty Hawk, and that one guy from Mcdonald's for reminding me.
"I love the smell of napalm in the morning!"
After taking off from the flight deck of the Kitty Hawk, four F-4 Phantom's fly toward the jungles of Vietnam to deliver their napalm payloads to the VC cowering deep inside. But they fly through an odd portal and find themselves streaking over a thick, dark, forest...
Over the skies of South Vietnam, July 15, 1966. Operation Hastings.
Four F-4B Phantom ll's have taken off from the flight deck from the U.S.S Kitty Hawk off the coast of Vietnam to commence a napalm strike on V.C's ambushing some poor U.S Marines below. They were all part of the VF-114 fighter/bomber squadron, nicknamed the "Aardvarks". Their callsigns were Painsake 2-1, 2-2, 2-3, and 2-4.
"Hey, you think we'll be running into more MiG's on our way back?" Painsake 2-3 said over the radio. The others just laughed.
"Nah, we got 'em scared shitless, besides, we just gotta napalm the area near the L.Z's." Painsake 2-1 said.
"What are the L.Z's again?" 2-3 asked.
"We hit 'em at LZ Crow, and LZ Dove. Dove is at the mouth of the valley. We'll be accompanied by a couple A-4 Skyhawks. They'll hit first, then we'll fly in and drop our heat." Painsake 2-2 answered.
"Yep. Hit 'em quick and clean." Painsake 2-4 said. The Phantom's got into a loose diamond formation and flew lower to the ground. 2-1 noticed that the Skyhawks were already engaging LZ Crow, seeing that Charlie was already retreating back to the jungles, but the Aardvarks weren't gonna let them off that easily. They then heard one of the Skyhawk pilots over the radio.
"This is Apex 2-2, we're done here. You're clear for heat, I repeat, you are clear for heat." He said. 2-1 looked up and saw that the Skyhawk pilots were disengaging from the area.
"Understood, going in to drop heat." 2-1 said.
"We're gonna have a helluva fireworks display for those jarheads down there!" 2-3 said. The Phantom's got even closer to the ground, and readying themselves. Before they could even engage, 2-4 shouted in the radio.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" He said in panic.
"What is it? You locked onto- OH SHIT! WATCH OUT!" 2-2 shouted.
2-1 noticed that they were soaring towards a purple and black portal. They all yelled in fear as they flew into it and saw that they were flying through what looked like a time portal like those they saw in comic books, but instead of clocks and a white background, they saw they were flying through what looked like a time warp in SPACE. As soon as they got in the portal-thing, they noticed they were flying back in the clear blue skies. 2-1 looked around and noticed that him and the others were still in formation. He then heard a voice over the radio.
"..Anyone reading me, over?" He heard the voice of 2-2
"Yeah, I read ya, 2-2. This is 2-1."
"Loud and clear, guys. I got you both loud and clear." They heard 2-4 speak over them.
"Jesus... I got you all too.. where the fuck are we? And what the fuck did we just fly through?" 2-3 spoke.
2-1 thought for a second. What and where the hell were they? He decided to look down, and noticed he was flying over a small village, but it didn't look like the ones in Vietnam, more like medieval Europe, but with a mix of a bit modern buildings. He then looked closer and noticed that there were a bunch of horses.. or ponies?.. running around, screaming as weird, dark clouds with spikes coming out of them were attacking them. What confused him the most is why they were colored, why they were fucking screaming, and why some of them had wings. He took a closer glance and noticed that the entire village was covered in black, pointy, long branches. He also noticed that there were ponies in the sky... with wings.... He shook his head and spoke.
"Alright, I don't know where we are, but it seems like the folks are having a bit of a problem with the enviroment.. how 'bout we help them out by heating up the place?"
"Understood" The others said in unison as they flew towards the source of the branches. They noticed that they were coming from a dark forest ahead, with several clouds above it.
On the ground below...
After the Everfree Forest started invading the town of Ponyville, the mane six were trying their hardest to defend the town. Rainbow Dash was kicking away at the clouds, but to no effect. Applejack was ripping and bucking away at the branches with all her might, but the quickly overwhelmed her as she as more clouds fly overhead. Fluttershy was trying to comfort the animals in her cottage, but she herself was terrified. Rarity, and Pinkie Pie were at the Golden Oak library, searching for their necklaces. The rest then arrived at the library, along with Twilight. She told them what happened to the Princesses just as a root blasted through a window.
"Here, I found the necklaces!" Twilight said as she opened a book and levitated the necklaces to their rightful owners.
"Aw sweet! Just like old- wait.. do you all hear that?" Rainbow asked in confusion as her ears perked up at a strange, whistling sound in the distance.
"Yeah.. what the hay is making that noise?" Applejack said as the sound got closer. They all ran outside and looked around. When they saw nothing on the ground, they decided to look up into the skies. Then Rainbow Dash pointed out something.
"Hey, look at those things flying near the Everfree!" She shouted over the loud noise. What they saw confused them greatly. They saw four flying objects soar near the Everfree Forest at a speed that would match Rainbow's. They looked metallic and had two stable wings on both of its sides, one vertical wing on the back side, and two smaller wings on the side of a tube. Twilight brought her telescope from her roof and looked at it closer. She noticed that the objects were now soaring over the border of the Everfree Forest in a loose diamond pattern.
"Hey! It dropped something!" Rainbow shouted again. Twilight looked through her telescope and saw that each of the objects dropped a large, metallic tube with a yellow ring on the tip. She followed the objects until they flew down to the treeline.
"What do tho-" Twilight was off as she and the rest heard four loud, quick *BOOMS* and saw a huge wall of fire rise over the Everfree. Twilight and the rest of the girl's jaws hit the floor with utter shock, awe, and horror. They saw the wall of fire climb even higher up into the skies as the objects soared off into the distance.
Chapter 2: Mane Six Meet 'The Quiet Professionals'
Over the jungles of Vietnam, near the North/South border..
A Bell UH-1 Iroquois 'Huey Gunship' helicopter is flying over the the border of Vietnam, armed with free-fire XM-157seven-tube rocket pods on both sides, two more miniguns aside the pods that are remotley controlled, with one gunner, another and two pilots. Flying along with it, is another UH-1 Huey 1A armed with two Browning Mk-ll twin machine guns on the port side that are controlled by the co-pilot, carrying a four-man team of Green Berets on a special reconnaissance mission deep in enemy territory for coordinates for B-52 bombers.
The Huey's callsigns were Stinger two-one for the Huey 1A and Stinger one-niner for the gunship. The Green Berets' callsigns were Casanova, Grimsake, Ramsoar, and Manhunter.
"Stinger One-Niner, this is Stinger Two-One, approaching LZ, reduce wind speed to eighty knots and hover seven feet as we set our guys, how copy?"
"Stinger One-Niner, Wilco."
The Green Berets were topping off their weapons and double-checking their equipment, radios, and ammo as they approached the LZ.
"Hey, did you hear about the four Phantoms that disappeared yesterday? Poor Marines had to pull back and lose both LZ's.." Casanova spoke as he tapped a 30 round 5.56mm magazine on his head to clear it from any dirt that might have gotten in.
"Yeah, the members of their squadron are devastated.." Responded Ramsoar ".. they didn't even find a wreckage. I still don't think it was a SAM turret. But if it was, we're gonna find 'em and send Charlie to kingdom come.."
The others nodded silently as the Huey slowed to a hover, and started to slowly fly down as the gunship slowly flew in a circle, patrolling the area and ready to blow any VC that dare try to engage them or the Green Berets.
"Here we are, boys. Welcome to paradise. Good luck out there." The pilot said as the Huey hovered a good four feet from the ground below. The Green Berets jumped out, two on each side. They kneel'd and scanned the area around them, not noticing anything peculiar. Manhunter then told the rest to move forward to the north. But before they could, they heard Stinger One-Niner over the radio.
"This is Stinger One-Niner, be advised, we're spotting several hostiles armed with RPG's. Requesting that you take them out ASAP. Wait.. when do RPG's lock on? OH SHIT!!" They heard the pilot yell. Casanova looked up and saw a white streak head towards the Huey. He then saw where the missile came from, a hidden SAM site up in the mountain caves high above "Fucking Soviets..." He said as the rocket missed the Huey, barley. Then the roaring sound of the miniguns brightened up the VC advancing towards the Green Berets.
The pilot spoke up again "Gong in deep for a strafe run, Stinger Two-One, hover up high and cover them with the Browning!" They could barley hear the pilot over the sound of the minigun, but Two-One complied as it rose from the ground and the Browning turrets opened fire one the V.C's near the bushline, while the Green Berets opened fire to keep them suppressed, but then they heard another streaking sound as a missile dangerously close to the Huey, exploding and sending fragments into the side and the cockpit.
"AW SHIT! C'MON! C'MON!" Shouted the pilot as he tried to keep the Huey stable for the gunner. Grimsake picked off the V.C's with RPG's. He turned around and picked off more of them that were stupidly rushing them with bayonets on their AK-47's firing steadily towards the bush line, the M-1 Garand kicked like a mule, but his strong grip on the rifle made it a bit easy to fire, but not much. The rest of the G.B's kept firing as Grimsake shot off the last of his rounds, the M-1 letting out an audible *PING*, which was another fault the M-1 had. He knew if one of the VC heard that, that he would be vunerable and be an easy kill. And he was right, Grimsake looked up and saw a VC aim his AK-47 at him, but before he could fire, the gunship soared down in a strafing pattern over the bush line and opened fire, sending a steady stream of lead from the miniguns and sending rockets down to the treeline, shredding apart the vegetation and any VC hiding near or in them.
"Be advised, we got more VC's coming in from the south, and unknown birds half a click away! We have to abort the mission! SHIT!" Shouted One-Niner as he avoided another SAM, the pilot of Two-One flew back down to the ground and hovered about three feet from the ground, but was still being shot by heavy AK-47 fire. The G.B's slowly walked backwards to the sides of the Huey, effectively picking off more VC's as they went. The gunner pulled up Casanova and Ramsoar, while Grimsake and Manhunter climbed themselves up.
"Heading back to base, One-Niner! Mind taking off a bit of the heat to get some breathing room?!" Said the pilot
"Negative! Those birds are closing in fast, just fly away and I'll shoot off some rounds to try to scare 'em off!" Responded One-Niner. He then shot off the miniguns, actually making the VC's run to cover. They flew even higher and started flying off at top speed towards Khe-Sahn, with Two-One in the back, and One-Niner in the front.
"Damn, that was close! Brass isn't gonna be too happy about this shit.." Spoke the pilot of One-Niner, breathing heavily as the adrenaline slowly started to fade away.
"Yeah.. let's just get back and re-arm. Maybe take a couple more Huey's from the 61'st.." The pilot of Two-One said, still shaking slightly.
After about 15 minutes of steady flying, something weird in the distance soar to them.
"Stinger One-Niner, this is Stinger Two-One.. what the fuck is that in the distance?.." The pilot asked.
"I have no idea, Two-One.. should we engage?" The co-pilot asked over the radio.
"Negative, try to see what it looks like first..."
"Wilco, but keep your weapons at the ready.." The pilot of One-Niner then pulled down the sun flaps to block the sun and squinted his eyes at the object in the distance. What he saw both confused him and worried him. He saw a huge, purple and black hole soar to them at an accelerating rate. He also noticed that inside it were several, white lines. He shouted over his radio.
"Stinger Two-One, I don't know WHAT the fuck this is, but it's coming right at us! EVADE EVADE! SHI-" He shouted over the radio, but was taken over by static as the black hole soared and 'swallowed' them in. The crew of Two-One could only watch as the gunship disappeared in a flash of white. The pilot tried to evade the black hole, but it was futile, since the black hole actually sucked them in with ease.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" Shouted Casanova as they were sucked in the black hole, nothing really happened, but as they looked outside in panic, they saw several stars, and a couple galaxies. They realized they were in SPACE. In some sort of weird portal.
"THIS IS SOME COMIC BOOK SHIT, MAN!" Shouted Manhunter. Before anyone could reply, they were now flying back in the sky.
"Uh...shit... you all okay?" Said Casanova, shaking his head.
"Yeah.. we're good. Hey, pilots. The chopper steady and good to go?" Asked Ramsoar.
"Yeah.. hydraulics and fuel systems are good.. uh.. Peterson! Check the wind speed and weapons systems!" The pilot commanded the co-pilot.
"Both are good to go, Captain." Peterson responded, then looked up to see Stinger One-Niner in front of them, and seemingly in good condition, aside from a few bullet dents here and there.
The pilot tried to test if comms were up by grabbing his radio "Stinger One-Niner, this is Stinger Two-One, do you roger?.."
After a couple of seconds, he switched the radio on and off, but he got nothing but static "Fuck.. comms are down." He said, then looked at the cockpit of the gunship and saw both pilots give him a thumbs-up.
"Alright, at least we're still here. Hey Peterson, check the ground and see where we are."
"Copy that. Hey... you see what I'm seeing down there?..." The pilot asked. Peterson looked down below to the ground, and noticed that they were flying over several buildings. A small town, covered in large, spiky, black branches. He looked closer and saw several ponies.. colored ponies, run around screaming, while others were trying to break and pull at the branches,and a pair of six were looking up at the Huey's in confusion, before they ran off towards what looked like a Zebra.
"Captain.. we're flying over a small town with screaming ponies, sir.. and they seem to be in trouble. There's a lot of weird, huge branches covering the entire town." Peterson then looked at the sky, there were several dark, spiky clouds streaking over the airspace and shooting down lightning at the poor ponies below. Then he looked at where the branches were coming from. A dark, gloomy forest with a purple sky above it, and what looks like a huge fire in the border of the forest "And the branches are coming from that creepy forest over there. What's our call?"
The pilot thought for a second. If these ponies were really in trouble, then they could use all the help they can get, but they didn't know what was out there. Then again, One-Niner was still airworthy.. they could fly over and provide air cover and scout the area ahead.
"Okay, here's what we'll do.. they look like they're in hell, and we're gonna walk 'em out." He then informed the other pilots with hand motions to follow him.
"Alright, now what do we do?" Peterson asked.
"That seems to be where the branches are coming from.. we'll chopper in our boys and we'll see if they can figure this shit out. We'll provide air cover and scout the area ahead of them in case anything desides to fuck with us."
The pilot the informed the gunship to follow him. He nodded and slowed down so Two-One could take lead.
Stinger Two-One and One-Niner then flew off towards the forest. Casanova and the others were loading their weapons and gathering their gear. He then looked down and saw that the forest canopy was burned severley.
"Did they use napalm?... Nah." He doubted as the Huey found a good place to land on. The Huey flew down and hovered five feet above the ground as the Green Berets dropped down, kneeling and looking at the surroundings around them, with their weapons aimed up.
"Alright, let's head northwest and see if we can find something..." Manhunter said. As they walked off into the dense, dark forest, they heard the Huey fly ahead to scout the area.
"Alright. They're gonna scout ahead of us, I guess. Stay alert and shoot anything that engages us." Casanova said. The others nodded as they walked into the forest with their weapons drawn up to them.
In the ground below...
The mane six were comforting Fluttershy as she was crying over what had happened to the forest. She was also worried that her cottage was burned to the ground with all the animals still inside.
"Don't worry, Flutters. I don't think those things dropped the fire nowhere near your cottage. They're fine. Trust me." Rainbow Dash as she comforted her with a hug. Fluttershy calmed down a bit as Twilight was still pondering about who or what caused all this.
"There's way too much chaos for it to be coincidence... it must be Discord's work." Twilight said.
"Then let's spawn that thing here and see what he has to say!" Rainbow said. The girls then get in a circle and spawn Discord. They ask her why he was causing this much chaos, but he told them that he's been 'reformed'. But looked at the border of the Everfree and his jaw dropped.
"My...my SEEDS! WHO WOULD DO SUCH A THING TO MY SEEDS?!" He thought. The fire was spreading and looked kinda sticky, like jelly. But he was brought back to reality as the girls yelled at him in question.
"Then who did it?!" They asked in unison.
"Maybe your zebra friend over there will know..." Discord said as he sowed a branch into an arrow, pointing at Zecora. Before they could go to Zecora to help her, they heard a whoosh-whoosh sound coming closer to them.
"What is THAT noise?" Asked Pinkie Pie. The girls decided to look up into the sky, and saw something that both shocked and annoyed them. The sound got louder and louder until it was right above them. Wind was brewing as a weird, metallic object hovered over them with what looked like wings, but they were spinning too fast to count how many there were, there was also another rotor in an outstreched metal stick that was much smaller, but was spinning just as fast. They both were colored in green and black patches and streaks, like camoflauge.
"What the HAY is THAT?!" Rainbow shouted over the noise. The things hovered over them as Twilight looked closer at them. Both were a bit different, one had metal tubes and boxes on each side, while another didn't. They stood there looking at these odd machines until they flew towards the Everfree.
"I don't know, but let's go see if Zecora knows anything about it!" Twilight said as they ran towards Zecora, who was carrying her belongings.
They saw that that she was carrying a bag of her items, and dragging another bag with her teeth, and she also had several scratch marks and that her hair has been singed a bit. Probably from the wall of fire. Rainbow and Fluttershy took the bag off her and helped her.
Twilight spoke frantically "Zecora! Are you okay? Did the fire hurt you?"
"The wall of fire burned most of the trees, luckily it didn't fully burn me ." Zecora said in rhyme.
"Do you know why the Everfree is acting like this?" Twilight said in a panic.
Zecora said it might have something to do with the Tree of Harmony. The girls looked at her in confusion. Zecora then gave Twilight a potion to look into the past. She was hesitant, but she drank it anyway. Twilight was then brought into the past, on the night Princess Luna was banished to the moon by Princess Celestia. She then woke up, and saw her friends looking at her oddly.
"Uh.. why are you all looking at me like that?" Twilight said, confused.
"You were mumbling to yourself and crying.." Fluttershy said quietly.
"I for one found it amusing.." Said Discord.
"So do you know who caused the Everfree to act like this? Rainbow asked. Twilight shook her head.
"Maybe you should go further into the past, and maybe you will know why at last." Zecora then handed her the potion and told her to drink from it again. She hesitantly sipped it again, as she was taken even further into the past, to Discord's first reign of chaos, and when the Princesses turned him into stone. Then she was taken to another location. And she saw what she was sure was the Tree of Harmony, as Celestia put the elements into the tree. Twilight then got herself out of the flashback and told the others about the Tree of Harmony. They looked at her in confusion as she explained.
"I think the Tree of Harmony is in danger.. we need to go the the Everfree, find it, and -" She was cut off when Applejack spoke.
"Ah don't think that's a good idea, sugercube.. ah mean, those weird, flying.. whatever those are, they flew towards the Everfree! What if we run into them?" She asked worriedly.
Rainbow tried to reassure them "Uh.. you DO realize we have the Elements of Harmony with us, right? We can on a couple of weird machines!" She said boastly.
"Rainbow's right. But we need to go, now!" Twilight said as they ran off into the Everfree, hoping that the town would hold on until they returned.
After running towards the road that lead into the Everfree. To their suprise, they noticed that the fire had eased a bit and had not hit the road. Slowly, they walked down the road and noticed that the fire had greatly burned off the top of the trees, but once they moved deeper into the forest, it was then that it got darker and creepier. They then took a trail, hoping it would lead them to the Tree of Harmony, but were stopped when they heard the whoosh-whoosh sound again, this time it was ahead of them.
"Okay.. let's cross this creek here. Stay low and quiet so the weird thing won't see or hear you." Twilight said quietly. The girls nodded as they moved quietly, but then they heard several loud cracks on the other side of the creek. Then they saw four weird creatures being attacked by timberwolves.
Green Beret's P.O.V
The G.B's were slowly, but progressivley moving through the forest, with the Huey's still flying ahead of them to scout the area in case any unknown entities appear. They then came across a bubbily creek as they saw six silhouettes in the distance on the other side.
"We got unknown entities on the other side of the creek.. let's hide ourselves in the bushes and wait for 'em to pass.." Spoke Grimsake quietly.
"Roger, moving now. Keep us updated on those six." Casanova said. They then walked silently into the bushes and went prone, waiting to see what was approaching them. After they settled in, they saw six multicolored ponies on the other side of the creek. Grimsake was looked through the scope of his M1-Garand. He then whispered the details to the rest of the guys.
"Six ponies.. three have wings, two have a horn on their head.. and the other two seem like regular ponies." He stated "One is purple with lavander, one is cyan with.. rainbow hair? Another is orange and blonde, wearing a Stetson.. one is light yellow and pink, another is just.. bright pink, and the last one is white an-"
Grimsake was cut off when they heard a growl behind him. He turned and saw a pair of yellow, glowing eyes.
"CONTACT! ON OUR SIX! OPEN FIRE!" He shouted, and without thinking, he and the rest jumped out of the bushes and opened fire. Before they did, they heard a series of gasps. Then over the roar of gunfire, several yelps.
Casanova noticed that the wolves were made out of wood, so he kept shooting their heads, even after they fell limp on the ground, dead. Grimsake and Ramsoar turned around to face the ponies, aiming their weapons at them. The ponies just stood there in fear as Grimsake studied their face features more. They actually looked more human than pony facial wise, and the fact that they had wings and horns made him a bit uneasy and more than confused. But the fact that they yelled and screamed made his mind hurt just thinking about it.
"Who.. wha... what are you? A-are you gonna hurt us?" Spoke the purple pony, who slowly stepped away. Grimsake noticed that the pony was female.
"Um Twilight.. I think you forgot that we have the ELEMENTS OF HARMONY WITH US!!" Shouted the cyan pony "They couldn't hurt us even if they tried!"
Already, Grimsake was getting annoyed with them, especially the pony with the raspy female voice "How the fuck can you ponies talk?!"
The ponies were taken aback by the sudden shout, but the cyan one wouldn't back down "Uh, ever since we were a filly, you stupid ape! Who and what the hay are YOU? And why do you have those weird black things on you?" The pony said as it flew straight into Grimsake's face, pushing a hoof against his chest.
Grimsake forcefully slapped the hoof away, making the pony yelp a bit as he pulled out his M1911 and put it under its jaw "Don't. Ever. Touch. Me."
The pony stared at him with anger in her eyes "Nobody.. and I mean NOBODY. Slaps. My. HOOF!" The pony then tackled Grimsake and pinned him to a tree while standing on its hindlegs.
"Rainbow! NO! DON'T!" The orange pony with a Stetson shouted with a slight Southern female accent.
But the one called 'Rainbow' ignored the other pony as she pulled back her hoof to punch Grimsake in the face, but before she could do so, Casanova forcefully turned the pony to face him, and hit her face with the buttstock of his M16 twice, knocking her out cold as she hit the ground. Casanova then pressed the barrel of the M16 on her head in case she decides to try anything when she awakens. Manhunter saw the ponies with a look of anger on their faces as they started to run towards their friend, but they stopped dead in their tracks as he pulled up his M-60 at them.
"Don't even think about it.." He said as his trigger finger ached to fire the weapon. The ponies were hesitant to move back, but just stood there in curiosity of what they were looking at.
Casanova heard the cyan pony groan, but he applied more pressure onto her head as she tried to get up.
"Jesus, what a shit sho-" Casanova was cut off was he heard what sounded like jet engines. He looked above the sky, but the treelines covered almost all of the sky. He turned to ask Grimsake, but then he heard a series of large explosions in the distance, and a strong shockwave afterwards, then the explosions got closer and closer..
"B-52's?.." His thoughts were confirmed as he saw a huge shadow of a B-52 overhead cover the little holes of sunlight with its sheer size.
Flying out of Andersen Air Force Base in Guam, twenty-seven B-52F Stratofortress' are about to conduct a bombing operation on a Viet Cong stronghold. The B-52F's were a upgraded version of the B-52E, the only real major difference were the engines, the famous Pratt & Whitney J57-P-43W turbojets were used on these new bombers, but what the pilots and crew really cared about was that it could carry more ordinance. About 43,000 pounds of both 750-1,000 pounds bombs on each B-52, enough to make Charlie stay hidden in the rat caves for the rest of this damned war.
"Approaching stronghold. Fly in 'cell' formation and get ready. We're about to drop a helluva payload on those fucking gooks down there." Said the co-pilot of Arc-Light 1, Keith Norton
"Understood, radar isn't picking anything up. And refueling is just west from here. So we should be able to level the stronghold, refuel, and fly back before the day's done." Spoke the radar-navigator, Trent Stryker said.
The B-52's got into 'cell' formation, three planes on a loose formation, waiting to approach the top of the stronghold. The only real bad thing about this operation, is that half of the pilots of the B-52's barley have any experience on real missions, but regardless of what the more experienced pilots said, they higher ups didn't want to hear it. They had no choice but to get the mission done. And hope that these F.N.G's don't fuck anything up, since they were flying high in the stratosphere, so that the gooks wouldn't hear or see the planes that were holding their fates in thousand-pound metal cylinders.
"Hey, gunner! Make sure you got that M-61 Vulcan ready to go, the command has been reporting several 'Fishbeds' from the gooks flying all around this place." Said the pilot over the radio to the gunner, Ezekial Wyare.
Ezekial Wyare was the only black airman in the entire squadron of the B-52's, but they all treated him as an equal, despite the fact that most of the pilots and gunners were from the South. The gooks, however, didn't care. They still saw him as an American. Their enemy. Regardless of his skin color, race, or religion.
"Gook, gook, gook.." He thought as he checked the ammo on the M-61, which was armed with armor-piercing rounds. Hearing and saying it made him part of the majority. The Vietnamese were gooks. Like the Italians had been 'wops', the Germans 'krauts', and the Japanese 'nips'. Regardless, the entire squadron all had a common enemy, and that brought them all closer. Like brothers. And Ezekial liked that.
"The M-3 is good. Those fucking gooks won't know what hit 'em!" He shouted in the radio, getting a thumbs-up from the bombardier, and the electronic warfare officer, Ryan Jones.
"Alright, ladies! We're over the stronghold! All B-52's, report in!" Said the pilot, Mark Suarez said over the radio.
"Arc-Light pattern two. Wilco."
"Arc-Light pattern three, at the ready."
"Arc-Light pattern four, ready."
"This is Arc-Light pattern five, let's rock it!"
"Arc-Light pattern six, let's get this show on the road."
"Arc-Light pattern seven, bearing over the east side of the stronghold. Just say when."
"Arc-Light pattern eight, standing by."
"Arc-Light pattern nine. Let's rock it."
All Arc-Light patterns were made up of three B-52F's, all loaded up with 43-75,000 pounds of ordinance. Arc-Light pattern one was flying straight over the stronghold, slowing down to a cruising speed of 300 miles per hour. The radar-navigator confirmed that they were flying over, and gave the thumbs up to the bombardier, Johnathan Kross. He gave a thumbs up back and prepared the ordinance that was soon gonna be dropping down on Charlie.
"Alright. All Arc-Light patterns, you're clear for Rolling Thunder. I say again, you're clear for Rolling Thunder." Said Suarez.
"Wilco." The other pilots said in unison. Kross opened the bombing bay, but then heard a panicked voice over the radio.
"ARC-LIGHT FIVE, ONE OF YOUR B-52'S IS ON A COLLISION COURSE WITH ONE OF THE B-52'S FROM ARC-LIGHT FOUR!! EVADE! EVADE!" Suarez shouted. Johnathan ran to the cockpit and looked around, seeing that what he said was right, one of the B-52's from Arc-Light five were swerving to the right Before he could speak, one of the pilots from Arc-Light pattern four shouted on the radio.
"WE CAN'T SWERVE AWAY! THE FUCKING SYSTEM I-" The frantic voice was replaced by a loud explosion and static. The B-52 had already collided with the other. A huge fireball arose as flaming fragments of what was left of the B-52's fell down towards the stronghold they were suppose to bomb. Suarez just looked at the fireball in shock. He knew that the pilots of those B-52's were highly experienced, but anything can happen during a mission. Johnathan shook his head and spoke quietly.
"Fucking hell, man.. let's just bomb those fuckers before they know we're here." He said as he walked back to the bombing bay.
"Be advised, all Arc-Light patterns. We'll mourn them later. We're still here, and we still got a mission to do. Let's finish it and head back, over?" Suarez waited for an answer from the patterns.
"Copy that, Arc-Light One." The rest said in unison. Then, Trent Stryker spoke in worry over the radio.
"Suarez, we got three unknown objects on the radar, and another one right in front of us." He said, then a pilot from Arc-Light pattern six spoke out.
"Be advised, we got thre- Oh shit! WE'RE LOCKED! FLARES, FLARES!" He shouted. Suarez looked to his left, and saw one of the B-52's deploy flares, effectively making a streaking missile chase a flare and avoid the B-52. Then a jet flew below the B-52 and banked left to get behind it.
"SHOOT THAT MiG DOWN!" Shouted the pilot. In the background, Suarez heard heavy gunfire from the M-61 machine gun that was on the tail side of every B-52 to engage enemy aircraft, but it was rare to even get a hit on a supersonic jet, especially a MiG-21.
Then the entire crew heard a siren-like sound as the cockpit lit up in a bright red, warning Suarez that the B-52 was locked onto "KEITH, DEPLOY FLARES!" He shouted. Keith nodded and pressed a button, Suarez looked behind him and saw that the flares have successfully distracted an R-77 missile, then looked at the back of the plane, and saw that Ezekial was shooting away at the MiG behind them with the M-61 Vulcan, somehow landing a couple good shots in the front of it. The MiG broke off and halted its pursuit, until the cockpit glowed a bright red.
Suarez turned to Keith to deploy more flares, but he had already done so, distracting another R-77. Then Trent shouted on the radio.
"I GOT AN UNKNOWN TARGET ON THE RADAR IN FRONT OF US! EVADE IT!" He shouted. Suarez complied, but turned to see a massive, purple and black hole soaring at them. He was too shocked as the black hole engulfed him and the other B-52's with ease.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, SUAREZ?!" Shouted Keith, but Suarez was awe-struck at the outside. It seemed that they were in some sort of portal, and that they were in space.
"Oh my.. God.." He whispered in shock at the scenery. He had never seen space in this much detail, and neither have others. But he was one of the millions of people to watch the moon landing.
But this moment was quickly short lived, as the area outside changed back to a blue sky. He looked around more and noticed that the other B-52's from the other Arc-Light patterns were in the same position they were before. He then got his bearings straight when Trent spoke up.
"Hey, Suarez! Got bad news, radar and comms are down.." He said while examining the equipment "How the hell.. you have any idea where we are? I mean, we just went through some sort of weird, space, black-hole thing!"
Ezekial was shaken a bit by what had happened and what he just saw. They were ACTUALLY in space for the duration of the time! And even more, they lived! He shook his head and grabbed hold of the M-61 Vulcan.
"I don't know, but I don't even think we're on fucking Earth anymore.." Suarez said as Ezekial reloaded the Vulcan.
"Why do ya' say that?" Said Johnathan with a slight accent.
Suarez then looked below him "Well for starters, we were flying over a jungle in the stratosphere.. now it looks like we're flying over a weird forest at less than half the height. And I see that the sky is dark-purple with sky blue in the distance.. and those clouds have spikes on them..."
"Okay, okay, ah get it!" Said Johnathan, annoyed "But what about the MiG's? Ya think they made it through?"
Ezekial and the others chuckled, until they heard a whistling sound "You may have spoken too soon.." He said, then looked outside. The sound got louder as a stream of white soared towards one of the B-52's from Arc-Light nine. He looked closer, and saw that it was another R-77 missile. The other B-52 tried deploying flares, but it was too late. The missile impacted with the right wing of the B-52, making the plane tilt heavily to the right as its wing seemingly melted off like butter, before falling and crashing to the forest below. Ezekial then noticed that the other B-52's were dropping their payload over the forest as another MiG was shooting away with it's GSh-23 cannon, pounding the right side of another B-52. He wondered why for a second as he saw the thousand pound bombs pound the forest floor below, blowing away trees and vegetation. His mind put two and two together as he shouted at Ryan.
"RYAN! OPEN THE BOMBING BAY AND DROP OUR PAYLOAD BEFORE ONE OF THOSE MIG'S PUT THEIR SIGHTS ON US!!" He shouted. Ryan also thought for a second before opening the doors and complying. Suarez shouted at them.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING!?" He shouted, clearly pissed and confused.
"THINK ABOUT IT FOR A SECOND! IF ONE OF THOSE MIG'S TARGET US AND SHOOT US WHILE WE STILL GOT OUR PAYLOADS, WE MIGHT AS WELL DO A FUCKING KAMIKAZE!!" Ezekial shouted. Suarez sighed and shook his head in understanding.
The other B-52's must've had the same idea, as they too, dropped their bombs over the forest. They almost felt bad for doing so. Almost.
Keith then turned to Suarez and spoke "That B-52 is gonna crash into that village! See that?" He pointed at the village in front of them. Suarez noticed that it was covered in large, black, point branches and the dark clouds were covering it from above "And it still has its payload! Fuck!"
Suarez shook his head "Nothing we can do. Let's just hope that the village was evacuate-" He stopped mid-sentance as he saw a MiG appear in front of his B-52 and soar towards the falling plane. But before the MiG could even finish it off, it turned into a flaming fireball of metal and fuel. Suarez looked up in suprise, as he saw four planes, two on the left, and two on the right, soar towards them and bank left and right, avoiding them. He immediately recognized what those jets were.
"F-4 Phantoms..." He whispered as he looked behind them, the Phantoms giving chase to the retreating MiG's "... I'll be damned."
Meanwhile in Ponyville....
Discord was sitting on a lawn chair, sipping on chocolate milk and wearing sunglasses, enjoying the chaos that soared around him. Even though he was 'reborn', that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy a bit of chaos now and then. He put down his glass, streched his limbs, and lays back, sighing in relief.
"Now THIS is harmony!" He said out loud, snickering. But before he could drift off into a nap, he heard a faint whistling sound.
"Ugh.. what in the name o-" Discord's thoughts dropped dead as he looked up into the sky, noticing about two dozen huge, metal-looking birds appear out of nowhere, below its wings were huge, horizontal cylinders. He lifted up his sunglasses and looked closely, noticing that they were dropping hundreds of small, metal canisters from the belly of the flying birds.
"Are those things dropping ro-" Discord was cut off as he saw huge fireballs appear from behind the treeline of the Everfree. The ground shook heavily, so much that it would rival the strongest earthquake. He then looked up into the sky and saw three smaller metal birds attack the bigger ones. One smaller birds launched a small tube that soared to one of the big birds, exploded and its right wing was taken off as it soared towards the forest below.
"Oh no.. the Elements! The girls! FLUTTERSHY! MY SEEDS!!!!" He mentally shouted, but he couldn't move, since he was in pure awe and shock. Even he could never cause THIS much chaos. Discord kept looking up in the sky as he saw that the huge metal bird with the missing wing fell towards Ponyville in a very slow spiral, the area where its wing once was was smoking and covered in a blazing fire. His eyes widened as it got closer and closer, at the same time noticing that the thing WAS made of metal and was much larger than what he thought it would be.
"Thank Celestia this town is deprived of all ponies." He said as he snapped his fingers and teleported to a hill a quarter a mile away. He then magically made a pair of binoculars appear in his hands as he looked through them and saw Ponyville.
"I wonder how bi-" Discord was cut off as the plane collided in the middle of town, the explosion being about seven times stronger and bigger than a Rain-Nuke. He could, barley however, feel the heat and felt the shockwave as the town exploded.
Discord let go of his binoculars, since he was in utter shock and horror at the decimated town. He slowly looked up to the sky and saw that the smaller metal birds were being chased by four other small birds.
Four USAF B-47E Bombers were flying from Hunter Air Force Base in Savannah, Georgia, to England in a top secret mock bombing exercise called "Operation Snow Furry". One of them had the callsign, "Deathwatch 2-4", which had a crew of three and were carrying a Mark 6 nuclear bomb, which was 30 kilotons of pure destruction, and capable of destroying a Soviet city with ease.
"Alright, let's go meet those lobsterbacks in England." Said the bombardier/flight navigator, Captain John Kulka. The pilot and co pilot laughed as they rose the B-47 to 15,000 feet to keep it within the same altitude as the other B-47's. The co-pilot, Lieutenant Rob Striskoy, was checking the gauges and electrical equipment in case there were any malfunctions the engineers from Savannah missed.
"Hey Rob, are all the systems online and working?" Asked the pilot, Captain Toby Henderson. Rob checked again, and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Yep, all systems and electrical equipment are good. Uh.. flares are stocked.... and the bomb bay is clean and ready for use." He said with a smile. "Let's just hope we don't actually have to use it anytime soon.." He thought as he put his attention back to the control board.
After about an hour or so of flying, one of the other B-47 pilots spoke over the radio, in a worried voice.
"Uh, Deathwatch 2-4, be advised, ya got smoke coming out of your number three engine. On the left right side. Recommend you lower your altitude and fly towards a nearby Air Force Base, how copy?".
Rob suddenly went into panic mode. He could've sworn the engines were working just fine an hour ago! He double checked again, and saw that on the overhead, one of the engines was blinking red. He then looked behind him, and saw the engine sputtering out smoke like a chimney, with a couple spits of flame coming out now and then.
"What the hell? You told me the engines were fine an hour ago, Rob!" Said Toby, with the same expression as Rob. The engines the B-47's used were six General Electric J47-GE-25 turbojets, which were new at the time, and had been properly checked and designed by the engineers and scientists both at the factories and at the base.
"Obviously not.." He thought as he tried to shut off the engine before any more damage was done, but the whole plane shook, as the engine exploded into a ball of flames and melting metal. The cockpit lit up a bright red as sirens went off all around.
"Shit! We lost our engine, and we're losing altitude!" Toby said as he tried to level the B-47 so he could find a landing strip, or at least a field, but it was no use. The huge plane started to lose more altitude as it went down slowly head first to the ground below.
"Mayday! Mayday! This is Captain Toby Henderson, USAF, flying a B-47E with a nuclear weapon aboard, number 53-1876A! One of our engines is dead and gone, and we are on a nose dive to the ground!" Rob said through the radio, hoping that someone would get his message, but it was futile, since comms were burned and offline. Rob and Toby tried to eject, but it turns out that the mechanism and wires were also burned and somehow unable to assemble the thrust needed to eject.
"Fuck!! Just fuck everything!" Shouted Rob, who could do nothing but close his eyes and wait for him and his crew's futile demise.
Toby wasn't giving up that easily though, he pulled the control sticks towards him as hard as he could to try to level out the plane, and go for a somewhat smooth landing, but he was afraid that something would cause the nuclear bomb to detonate, and wipe out whatever was below them.
"C'mon, you son of a bitch!!" His mind shouted in anger as he pulled for all he was worth, but his attempts were in vain as they came into full view of a small town below them.
The three airmen yelled as the plane collided, and they were blinded by a bright white flash.
Toby noticed that his vision was slowly returning to him, which made him extremely confused, and afraid. He blinked a couple of times, as he noticed that he was still in the cockpit of the B-47, and were still flying.
"Huh?... what the fuck? We're flying.. and alive! How the hell?" His mind was generating questions at such a rapid pace, that he thought he would pass out again. He looked at the flight panels and mechanisms, noticing that everything was intact, except for comms and the radios. Along with the engines. He then put his eyesight at his co-pilot next to him, who was wide awake, and just as shocked as he was. Rob then turned and looked at Toby with a look of utter confusion.
"Uh.. are we-"
"From the looks of it, no. We're not dead. And I have no idea how we're still flying, and alive." Toby cut him off. Rob then looked at the panels, and noticed that they were flying at 32,000 feet over several clouds, and at a cruising speed of 557 miles per hour.
Rob sighed and leaned against his seat "Thank God the nuke didn't go off or something like tha-" Toby was cut off as a green light lit the cockpit, and a beeping noise was heard. He looked at the panel again and saw three words in green that he thought he would never have to see.
-NUCLEAR WEAPON DROPPED-
John Kulka's P.O.V.
John regained his own vision as he noticed that the plane was stable again, and that he was somehow still alive.
"Ugh.. how? HOW?!" He shouted as he stood up, shaking his head. Then, his mind came up with an even bigger problem.
"Oh shit.. the nuke!" John then ran towards the bomb bay, and saw the Mark 6 nuke, dangling from its locking harness. He then got a box that was filled with 20mm bullets, placed it next to the bomb, and tried to climb up the 10 foot bomb and try to re-harness the bomb, but while climbing up, he tripped and hit the emergency release lever.
"SHIT!" He said as the bomb bay doors below him opened slowly, but the nuke got completely off the harnesses and dropped down to the bomb bay doors, forcing them open. Luckily, he jumped off and landed on his ass before he could fall down with the bomb. He then crawled up to the doors, and saw the 7,600 pounds bomb disappear after penetrating the clouds below.
Royal Guards were outside Canterlot Castle, trying to calm down the citizens and explain what is going on around Equestria, and why the Princess' were missing. Inside the castle, Prince Blueblood was relaxing and somewhat relieved that the Princess' were gone, but he was still annoyed from all the noise and panic going on outside as he tried to take a simple nap. He was informed about the Everfree Forest invading, but he didn't care the slightest.
Blueblood then groaned as he covered his ears to ease the noise, but it didn't help the slightest. He then heard rapid hoofsteps as he raised his head and called out to a guard.
"Hey, you! Guard! Can you please try to calm the pheasants outside? I am trying to take a nap, thank you very much!" Blueblood commanded as he groaned again and put a pillow over his head. The guard just rolled his eyes at his arrogance, but had no choice, as Blueblood was, unfortunately also Royalty to some degree.
"We are trying are best, Blueblood. Rest assured that we will take care of the 'noise' as soon as possible." The guard said.
"Well then GET to it, guard! I don't know how long I can last!" Blueblood said as he squeezed the pillow over his head harder. The guard grumbled as he started running outside to the courtyard, but stopped in his tracks as he and Blueblood heard several loud whooshing sound above their heads, making the guard and Blueblood cover their ears as a loud boom was heard.
"What was THAT?!" Blueblood tried to shout over the unbearable noise.
"I have no idea! It sounded like a Sonic Rainboom, but so much louder!" The guard shouted. The noise outside was muffled by the noise above. Then after the noise resided, the ponies outside started speaking frantically about what made the noise.
"I think it was Sombra!" "Maybe it was an explosion! Oh no, my cupcakes!" "It sounded like Rainbow Dash's Sonic Rainboom!" "Did anypony else see four weird things fly over us?!"
The guard then ran outside and joined other guards as they tried to calm them down, but they were just as confused as the citizens were, but didn't express it openly.
"Everypony calm DOWN! We are currently handling the situation with the Princess' being gone, and the Element Bearers are looking for them as we speak!" One of the guards shouted. The ponies the got even more worried.
"You let them go by THEMSELVES?!" "Are they escorted by guards?!" "Suck my ass, Clover! You don't know me!" "Hey, what's that big metal thing in the sky?"
Everypony's talking stopped when somepony in the crowd said that. They then looked up into the sky and saw a huge, fat, cylindral metal tube gleam from the sun as it slowly fell down towards them...
Prince Blueblood's P.O.V
Blueblood then got up from the couch, and lazily walked towards the doors. He then opened them, covering his eyes with one forehoof and was about to shout at everypony to shut up, but he saw them all looking up into the sky with their eyes open, along with the guards.
"What are you foals looking at?.." He said as he looked up to the sky, seeing what the other ponies were looking at. He then heard a slight whistling sound as the metallic object soared down towards them.
"What the-" Blueblood was then cut off as the metallic object connected with a Royal Guard, crushing him, and then the last thing he saw was a bright white flash, and an unholy burning sensation hit him like he was sent to Celestia's sun, while seeing the surrounding ponies disintegrate out of existence.
As Casanova looked above at the treeline to see the several silhouettes of B-52's, Manhunter spoke up, but not keeping his eyes off the other five ponies.
"So.. Are those what I think they are?" He asked.
"Yep." Casanova confirmed. "B-52's. And a lot of them. They're dropping fucking bombs here, and for all I know, we could be the next target. Those damn things are flying over our heads!"
"What the hay are ya'll talking about?!" Applejack yelled in utter confusion. "What are you, where do ya' come from, and-"
She was then cut off as Manhunter shot his M60 at her hooves, making her jump away more then six feet and look at him in terror and confusion.
"Do not speak unless we tell you otherwise!" Manhunter yelled at them, while Ramsoar stood besides Manhunter's crouched form, aiming his M3 Grease Gun at them.
"Look.. Uh.. Guys.." Twilight spoke. "I'm sure we can settle this situation.. Can we start off by letting our friend there go?.." She pleaded.
Casanova looked down at the cyan pony, who was looking back up to him with a glare that could kill, nevermind the fact that this didn't faze him one bit.
After a couple more moments of tense silence, Casanova spoke up. "... Fine. However, if this fucker even looks at any of us funny, I'll be more than glad to internally decapitate it, understood?"
The purple Unicorn looked at Casanova with a look of horror, before gulping slightly and nodding. Casanova then looked down at the pony once more, noticing that its facial expression was now one of fear instead of a menacing glare.
With a stotic expression, Casanova slowly pulled away the barrel of his M16 away from the cyan pony's ear, and slowly lifted his boot off of its back. The cyan pony quickly flew away and back to the others, seemingly hiding behind the orange one with a Stetson.
Manhunter kept his M60 on them before he spoke up. "Grim.. You okay to keep going?" He asked.
Grimsake nodded, lifting his M1 Garand from the ground and cracking his neck to the side. "Like always.." He responded, giving a glare to the cyan pony, who comically hid further behind the orange pony.
The orange pony noticed this and gave an accusing glare towards Grimsake. "Will ya' lay off of her, partner? Ah know what she did was wrong, but just put it behind ya'!"
"I will once we get the fuck out of here, partner.." He taunted back.
Before the orange one could respond, Casanova butted in. "Quit it, both of you. This is already as bad as is.." He said. Casanova then turned to Ramsoar. "Use the radio if you can and call in the Huey's.. We're getting the fuck outta here."
Ramsoar nodded, putting his M3 to the side and pulling out his radio. "This is one weird section of Laos..."
"Uh.. What's a 'Laos'?" A pink pony with a very odd, puffy mane asked innocently.
Casanova and Manhunter looked at her quizzidly.
"Is.. Is your mane made out of cotton candy by any chance?" Manhunter asked quietly in curiosity.
"Nope! But it smells like it. Wanna smell it?" She asked with a grin.
"Uh... No thank you." He responded back awkwardly.
The pink pony somehow shrugged. "Okay!"
Manhunter looked at the pink pony with a blank stare before turning back to Ramsoar. "Hurry up, will you? Not even five minutes here and I'm already losing my shit."
Ramsoar nodded again. "I'm trying.... Here we go!"
Inside the Huey...
Stinger One-Niner, the Huey gunship that gave fire support to the Green Berets, were flying around the forest near where the other Huey had dropped of the Green Berets, taking in the entire of what they could see, while the pilot, Johannes Martinez, kept a close eye on the perimeter, looking off into the distance and above, where the B-52's were, thankful that they were far away from their location in the forest.
Stinger One-Niner, this is Stinger Two-One, are you, uh... Playing the radio right now?" The pilot from the Huey A1 Gunship, Travis Mckoy, asked.
"That's a negative, Mckoy..." Johannes said, turning up the volume from his built-in radio in order to further enjoy the piece of music that was known famously as 'Born On The Bayou' by Creedence Clearwater Revival.
"Sure it is. You should have had Marlton there install the same radio on this Huey. It gets boring here listening to Johnny's voice." Travis said jokingly, nudging the co-pilot, Jamie Marlton.
"Oh, bite me, Travis.." Jamie sighed.
"You're all a bunch of stupid fucks.." The co-pilot for Johannes, Keith Altemworth, teased. "You guys might've literally been born on the backwoods of Louisiana from what I've heard."
"Hey, I come from San Luis Obispo, asswipe." Johannes shot back. "You and me are the only ones born on the west coast. Well, you're from Monterey, so that's why you always seem so laid back."
Keith simply nodded as he lowered the volume for the music radio, until he was contacted by the actual radio systems.
"Be advised, Stinger One-Niner and Two-One, this is Ramsoar. Requesting immediate pick up on our location. We've ran into some.. Crazy shit." The pilots and co-pilots all heard.
"Solid copy, Ramsoar, we're on our way back to the original LZ. ETA 3 mikes." Travis spoke. "But uh.. What kind of 'crazy shit'?"
"You'll know what I mean when you guys get here."
"Roger; on our way now." Travis said, both Huey's now turning and flying side by side one another, speeding up to arrive to the Green Beret's location.
"Wonder what kind of shit they mean by that..." Keith asked out loud to nobody in particular. Regardless, Johannes responded.
"Probably some odd nature shit or whatever. This isn't Vietnam or Laos, that's for sure."
"This sure as hell isn't Kans-"
"Shut the fuck up with that, Keith." Johannes said. "I don't want to hear that cliche shit."
"Wilco." Keith said. "Asswipe."
"Indeed I am-" Johannes started, but stopped himself mid-sentence, hearing a very close and loud buzzing sound.
"Hey.. You hear that?" Johannes asked Keith.
"Yeah. Your annoying voi-"
"Not that, dipshit, I'm being serious..." Johannes said with a serious tone. They then heard Travis scream over the radio.
"We're out of flares! We're out of flares, damn it!" Jamie shouted back.
Johannes and Keith looked to the side and watched in horror as a missile impacted the bottom of the A1 Huey, engulfing it in flames and black smoke, before it reappeared, its engine whining and sputtering while both its top and rear rotors were either destroyed or failing, while two MiG-21's flew ahead of them.
"Fuck!!" Keith shouted before the A1 Huey collided heavily with their own, the door giving away and slicing through his chest and the strap, while their own Huey started spinning out of control. The spinning made Keith get ejected from the cockpit and launched out to the forest below, while Johannes tried in vain to steady and control the failing helicopter.
"Oh, for fuck's sake! C'mon... C'mon!" He shouted, switching several switched and sticks, before a red light and several beeping sounds emitted, before the controls and the sticks combusted in his face, rendering him unconscious and heavily injured as the Huey spun swiftly to the ground, losing its tail rotor in the process.
To The Green Berets Below...
"What the...-" Ramsoar said as they heard a series of explosions and the roar of a jet engine near them. When this happened, all four of the Green Berets and the ponies looked up, only to immediately crouch and alert themselves quickly while a pair of MiG-21's flew over and past them, which made the ponies yelp as well.
"Oh shit.. Oh Fuck!" Manhunter shouted as they heard the whining and sputtering near them. Ramsoar then heard scattered radio chatter.
"Fuck!... C'mon... C'mo-" The radio then cut out to nothing, confirming their fears.
They then ducked down and looked up once more as they saw the bent and nearly completely broken body of a Huey helicopter spinning completely out of control to the ground, disappearing over the tree canopy, before two loud explosions were heard. One behind them, and another where the Huey was. Confirming that both Huey's were completely destroyed.
"Son of a bitch!!" Manhunter shouted in anger and frustration. When he looked back, he saw that the ponies were all now running away swiftly, taking this as a perfect opportunity to escape.
Manhunter then quickly brought up his M60 and fired heavily onto them, the 7.62 rounds nearly grazing their hooves as they disappeared behind the brush, but he kept firing regardless until Casanova yelled straight into his ear to cease fire.
"Stop wasting fucking ammo on those shits!" He shouted, grabbing Manhunter by the collar and lifting him up. "Get your shit together and let's move!"
"To where, huh?! The fucking pilots?" Manhunter shouted back. "Didn't you hear the explosions?"
"We won't know unless we go and find out for ourselves!" Casanova said, pushing him back and picking up his M16. "Now c'mon!"
The others, including Casanova, quickly followed as they went into the bushes and vines towards the smoke which would lead to the Huey wreckage, ignoring the fact that they were now on a large trail with signs of tank treads.
