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Occupied Equestria - Long Hard Ride
Anonymous
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No.139000
139001
The adventure continues
1610 replies and 7 files omitted.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139575
139576
>>139574
Satisfied, Silver hurriedly returns to B Squad.
Anonymous
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No.139576
139577
>>139575
At B squad, Brisbuck gives a command, filling in fir the Sargent

“Machine gun! Covering fire! Rifle section, forward!”

B squad advances inside the town hall, the black colt firing from the hip
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139577
139578
>>139576
Silver salutes his Lieutenant.

"Forrester has been knocked unconscious, Sir. Your orders?"
Anonymous
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No.139578
139579
>>139577
“Advance!”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139579
139580
>>139578
"Sir, yes sir!"

Silver moves to join B Squad in storming the town hall.
Anonymous
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No.139580
139581
>>139579
The entryway has been shot to pieces by multiple machine guns and two grenades. On the floor lay the bodies of three changeling drones, fallen in strange ways or curled up, and wearing Equestrian uniforms.

What is more disturbing is the presence of two pony bodies in Equestrian uniform, never turning into drones. One lies on his back, the other on his side, with a hoof pressing holding his chest.

There are no more gunshots from within town hall
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139581
139582
>>139580
Silver stops to check on these ponies, to see their names/ranks and if they're still alive.
Anonymous
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No.139582
139583
>>139581
Private Low Glow, 332nd supply company

He seems to have suffered shock and died from multiple rifle rounds - probably originating from a machine gun

Private Reed Wringer, 332nnd supply company

He seems to be gone or nearly so. He has several bullet wounds, and shrapnel as well.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139583
139584
>>139582
"I am sorry, soldiers."

Silver stands up from the bodies, and calls out into town hall.

"B Squad, report!"
Anonymous
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No.139584
139585
>>139583
B squad assembles before Silver, taking position and examining the surroundings
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139585
139586
>>139584
"Any sign of additional changeling occupancy in town hall?"
Anonymous
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No.139586
139587
>>139585
"The upstairs room"
Brisbuck replies
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139587
139588
>>139586
Silver nods.

"Do we have any more grenades?"
Anonymous
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No.139588
139589
>>139587
"Yes, plenty more."

As B Squad stands there, they can hear the words
"Don't shoot" calling from the left
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139589
139590
>>139588
Silver wheels around to face the direction of the voice.

"Who is there?"
Anonymous
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No.139590
139592
>>139589
Silver sees, coming through the doorway, three ponies wearing Equestrian non-combatant uniforms, trying to hold hooves up. One has a carbine on his back, two are completely unarmed. Two are bleeding, one from a scratch on the face, and another more heavily from under the uniform on the chest.

"Us" A white earthpony answers
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139592
139593
>>139590
Silver pulls out his flashlight, and trots slowly towards the three ponies.

"Stay right where you are, and do not move until I tell you to. I am going to check if you are changelings."
Anonymous
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No.139593
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>>139592
They pull their hooves in the air, though the last one cowers

Yellow eyes, partly reflective
Dark red eyes, blinks
Steel Grey, seems to reflect back blue under the eye whites
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139594
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>>139593
Silver turns off his flashlight, and nods. He tells the first one, with yellow eyes, to go join B Squad, but keeps the other two for a moment longer. He starts by talking to the red eyed one.

"I need you to keep your eyes open. It will only take second."
Anonymous
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No.139595
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>>139594
The first one stands there, looking at Silver for a moment, and then runs off into the squad of soldiers he was shooting at not two minutes ago

The second one tries to speak back to SIlver
"Wah"
He lowers a hoof, evidently to hold onto his chest (which is bleeding), and staggers. But his eyes are open
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139596
139597
>>139595
Silver quickly checks his eyes while they're open and he's still conscious.
Anonymous
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No.139597
139598
>>139596
Reflection from the pupil, which narrows, but the whites and iris are unaffected
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139598
139599
>>139597
"Clear."

He looks back at B Squad.

"He needs first aid, stat!"

He now looks back at the third pony, the grey eyed one, and looks seriously at him.

"I want you to be completely honest with me: are you changeling?"
Anonymous
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No.139599
139601
>>139598
The ear twists

"... No?"
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No.139601
139604
[1d20-1 = 9]
>>139599
Sense Motive: Silver looks carefully at him for any sign of him lying.

"Are you sure? If you are, and you come out voluntarily, I promise you will be treated fairly."
Amber Sunset
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No.139602
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I like this combat sequence, it reminds me of Post Scriptum. Check out Vade's videos with German comms/English subtitles if you can, they are really immersive.
Anonymous
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No.139604
139605
>>139601
"Uh, I'm sure"

Seems kinda sus

>>139602
Huzzah! I got one right
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139605
139606
>>139604
Silver considers it for a second, but ultimately decides to concede and accept it as an aberration in testing.

"Alright. My apologies, we are just under lot of stress right now. Go ahead and join others."
Anonymous
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No.139606
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>>139605
He stands there for a moment, but then rushes past
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139607
139608
>>139606
Silver returns to B Squad.

"Alright, are we ready to continue?"
Anonymous
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No.139608
139609
>>139607
"Sir, yes sir!"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139609
139610
>>139608
Silver looks to see that the red eyed pony is getting medical aid before he does anything.
Anonymous
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No.139610
139611
>>139609
The red eyed pony has to get in line, with the squad sergeant, Saltlick, and Amber Grain being injured
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139611
139612
>>139610
"Alright then. We will make our way towards upstairs room, checking rooms along way. When we get outside room, we will give them chance to surrender, and if they do not, we will toss grenade inside. Understood?"
Anonymous
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No.139612
139613
>>139611
"Sir, yes sir!"

B Squad advances into the dinning room - finding nothing, though some cots are on the floor. Nothing, down stairs office. Nothing in the bathrooms, or the other downstairs office.

On to upstairs. It's a narrow hallway not everypony can fit through
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139613
139614
>>139612
About how many can fit through?
Anonymous
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No.139614
139615
>>139613
One abreast
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139615
139616 139617
>>139614
Silver instructs a grenadier to go first, with Silver behind him. Once they get to the doors of the room, Silver calls out.

"Anyone alive in there?"
Anonymous
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No.139616
139617 139618 139619 139620
>>139615
Silver pokes his head out to see a door on the right side, a door on the left, and a couple doors in the center

Silver's question is answered with a "ching-ching-ching-ching-ching" from the right

Role for reflex
Anonymous
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No.139617
139619 139620
>>139615
>>139616
Actually,

[1d20 = 3]
[1d20 = 9]
[1d20 = 16]
[1d20 = 6]
[1d20 = 10]
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No.139618
139619 139620 139621
[1d20+6 = 19]
>>139616
"GRENADE!"
Anonymous
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No.139619
>>139616
>>139617
>>139618
[1d20+2 = 13]
Anonymous
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No.139620
139621 139622
>>139616
>>139618
>>139617
When Silver and the grenadier get up to the second floor, they are shot at from a blind-fired submachine gun out the door from the office on the far right, and a grenade is tossed at them.

Silver evades all bullets, while the grenadier is hit with one. Silver dives into the stairwell, and is not hit from any shrapnel, while the grenadier tries to jump back into the stairway

[2d6 = 6]
[1d6 = 1]
Anonymous
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No.139621
139622
>>139618
>>139620
The grenadier, partly caught in the blast, almost lands on Silver.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139622
139623
>>139620
>>139621
Silver helps get the grenadier get to his hooves, and gets him down the stairwell. He points to the other grenadiers.

"They are not surrendering, flush them out!"
Anonymous
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No.139623
139624
>>139622
One rushes past, jumping over Silver, with a rifle grenade on his gun. As he rushes into the hall, there is more blind fire. There is a "thunk" and then a loud BANG as a rifle grenade is shot and detonates at ranges too close for comfort.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139624
139625
>>139623
Silver flinches somewhat, and starts talking once the ringing starts to subside.

"Sweet Celestia, soldier, I meant throw pineapple, not rifle grenade. You okay?"
Anonymous
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No.139625
139626
>>139624
"What!?" He seems a little dazed, but the attack still needs pressing forward
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.139626
139627
>>139625
"Just nevermind. Come on!"

Silver pushes past the soldier to get to the room with the blind firing submachine gunner.
Anonymous
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No.139627
139628
>>139626
Silver presumably kicks open the door, which itself is shot through with several bullet and shrapnel holes. Silver can see this room was a large sized office, with several; photographs on the walls, a couple book shelves, and a hardwood desk.

Books from the shelves have fallen to the ground. Some a shredded. The desk is moved at an odd angle, and is torn in many areas. There is a distinct hole in the wall above the desk, with broken bits of glass, parts of a wooden picture frame and the like strewn across the floor, along with so many papers. on the left side is a window, with a torn up chair propped up next to the window, and a turned over table to its left. The window is completely shattered, there is a large hole in the cieling with insulation hanging down, as well as part of a vent, and a large, belt-fed machine gun lies across the chair, with a number of empty cases to its right. Portions of the wall are penetrated with bullets, with paint coming off, while other portions are chipped.

Hanging over the Machine gun is a dead changeling drone with a Changeling style helmet, and no uniform. He bleeds blue on the foor. Next to him is another in an Equestrian uniform who also fell on his belly, and is holding what looks like a replacement barrel. This second one is covered in white drywall, which can also be found to a degree on the first one, but this one is covered almost like he fell asleep in snow. To the left of both is a dead changeling in Equestrian uniform who lies on his back, and has more than one noticeable bullet wound. He has a Changeling style bolt-action rifle next to him. between these three and the desk is a changeling lying on his belly and bleeding on the floor. He wears no uniform, and has an ammunition belt across his back, with an Equestrian carbine rifle beside him.

But most concerning is an alleged pony - a tan unicorn - in a bloody, Equestrian uniform, wearing a helmet and lying on his back. He looks to have fallen against the desk, then fallen off of it. In front of him is a Changeling style submachine gun, which he is reaching towards.