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>>141421"Yes Sir."
Silver is ready to proceed
>>141423Silver enters the building cautiously, SMG at the ready for any sign of changeling remnants. Seeing the split fork in the hallway, he motions for his group to once again split, with one half going to the left and the other led by him going straight.
>>141424Silver is followed by the black colt and Sleetfall. The pink Pegasus leads the group off to the left.
Silver enters a room with a small assembly line that evidently bottles milk, a door on the right, and a number of bottles.
>>141425Silver wonders to himself how long the milk here has sat, and if it might be any good to drink still. He tries the door on the right.
>>141426This door opens directly to the trucks, where Silver was a minute ago.
Note that to the left of this door is a loading bay with a closed freight door
>>141427"Hmm..."
Silver tries the freight door.
>>141428This door opens up, and lines out approximately with the anti-tank gun outside
Silver can see that there are some crates on the ground nearby both inside and out, that contain not simply bottles, but what look like cans of carrots.
>>141429"Huh. If nothing else, we have found dinner."
Just in case, Silver looks deeper in one of the crates, moving cans of food aside to make sure the changelings weren't trying to be crafty by hiding cocoons underneath the carrots.
>>141430The crate seems to be among some left by the supply, as it stands out among the items inside. It is too small to hold a pony
>>141431Satisfied, Silver leaves the crates alone to continue his search. He goes back to the assembly line, taking a more thorough look through the room.
>>141432Looking away, Silver can see that behind the bottling line and equipment there is another line with jugs, as well as bottles, and a line of steel pipes above the gap between the two lines. There is a white colored wall at the end of the room with the words "Bottling Area" in red above them, perhaps fifty feet away. The bottling line is long and dominated by steel equipment. Actually, everything is dominated by shiny chrome steel. Beyond the line silver can see the tops of cylindrical tanks and masses of piping.
>>141433Silver trots over to the tanks and piping to see if there's anything of interest.
>>141459>>141434Silver hears the sound of metal clanking against metal, and can see two black metal guns - both, submachine guns, each edging out from behind a four foot wide stainless steel cylindrical tank.
>>141472>>141470At minimum, Silver can see that there are two in front of him, each a little to his right (Silver must have moved far to the left of the room to look around the line). Silver can hide or use the steel assembly line for cover. The two Changelings, one over to the right and another closer to the left, are barely looking out from behind the steel tanks, with only the edges of heads visible.
There is a discharge of
Tattattattat, evidently accidentally, angled towards the ground, with the sounds of bullets bouncing across the concrete.
[1d20 = 7][1d20 = 19][1d20 = 15][1d20 = 7][1d20 = 6][1d20 = 19] >>141470>>141474>>141472A rifle cracks and a machine gun's "
Changchangchang" goes off
[1d20+1 = 14][1d20 = 11] [1d20 = 15] [1d20 = 20] [1d20 = 14] [1d20 = 9] >>141472>>141475On one of the two tanks, deformations appear in the steel and white liquid splashes out, before beginning a pour. More important, a single round hits true on the creature on the right
[1d20 = 18] [2d8 = 10]Silver's turn, for both attack and movement if desired
>>141477>>141472>>141470The drone on the right is hit in the head, his helmet thrown back, and falling to the left and out in the open. His helmet follows with him.
>>141474>>141475>>141477>>141478Silver aims his SMG at the remaining changeling, and fires a burst.
Ratatatatata[1d20+4 = 23] [1d20+4 = 20][1d20+4 = 10] [1d20+4 = 11][1d20+4 = 5] [1d20+4 = 23] >>141482A shot hits the steel tank and scarcely dents it, forming a tiny trickle of a leak. Another bounces against the side and deflects off, while another flies past to the back of the room.
But one, two, three shots hit the drone, who is partly exposed
>>141484The creature slumps down to the ground, falling backwards, and dropping its submachinegun, which first lands on the drone itself, then hits the ground
>>141485Silver stays on alert for a few seconds afterwards, keeping a watch for any more changelings.
>>141486Does silver stay in position behind the assembly line?
>>141489>>141489No more changelings appear. It seems that these were the only two in the sprawling pipes
>>141491Silver relaxes, and looks down at his SMG.
"I can see why these are so popular, now."
Curious, he goes over to smell at the white liquid pouring out of the tank.
>>141495Milk. Pasteurized. It's at an comfortable temperature above that of refrigeration, but below room temperature.
>>141496Silver decides that, instead of letting it all go to waste, he'll try using a large milk container to capture the stream of milk.
>>141499Getting a bottle off the line is simple enough, just place it in the line of the pouring milk.
From behind, more ponies come up
"We got those bastards!"
>>141501Silver turns to face the ponies, smiles, and nods.
"That we did. One less group of changelings to deal with."
He decides to check behind the mass of pipes that had concealed the changelings for anything of note.
>>141505This area holds a number of pipes and more tanks, it ends in a wall, the area to the left is open, and...
Crack[1d20+2 = 7] >>141509>>141505A rifle shot rings out from the left, going wide and evidently planting into the right wall
>>141509>>141510Silver turns to face the left, SMG at the ready.
>>141511Another note: more wide and low vats exist in front of Silver
The drone that shot at Silver has evidently moved back out of line of sight behind a wall to the left. But to the left, Silver sees something: Cocoons. These are all white in color, and barely stand out with a white wall in the back, and low, wide stainless steel cylindrical vats in the fore. There are maybe a dozen visible, between the vats. Pink, red, green and yellow forms are visible through the translucent white
>>141513Silver keeps his SMG aimed down sights as he slowly advances on the changeling's position. He shouts out again.
"Found cocoons and one changeling guarding then. Rifle. I need backup."
>>141514A pony slides in behind Silver, then another, and another.
From further away, Silver can hear a,
TattattatChinching CrackAnd a loud
BANGAs Silver slowly advances inward
>>140529 →I think we left off here.
>>141517Silver rounds the corner quickly now that he has backup, SMG pointed forwards.
>>141518Miskobag is still alive and conscious in the coffin. He tries to stand up.
Spark has the same challenge of how to move the wolves around
>>141519CrackA rifle shot
[1d20+2 = 21]This room has much larger horizontal cylinders, some of which narrow into cones, and all of which are connected by very large steel pipes. A few of these are red. This room ends in a wall that cuts that side in half, and ends in a steel door that is closed behind the creatures in front of it.
Silver sees five changeling drones in total.
One stands tall and in the center. A drone in Equestrian commissioned officer's uniform, looks like a first lieutenant. This drone holds a submachinegun up in an aura of blue magic. What is most notable about this drone is the blue metal helmet it wears, that covers part of the way down the face, covers the cheeks, and extends outwards with mandible-like ends around the mouth.
There are four other drones, everyone of which has bandages and wears no uniform, appearing rather as naked black chitinous creatures with bags and bandages. One on the right carries a submachine gun. Two, nearer the center, have picked up carbines. And one, who has backed himself into a corner, sits down with a rifle.
Roll for initiative[1d20+2 = 21][1d20+1 = 5][1d20 = 14][1d20 = 15][1d20 = 3][1d20 = 20][1d20 = 2] >>141520>>141519Silver is hit with a rifle bullet
[2d8 = 14] [1d20+4 = 18]>>141520>>141521Silver is shot poing blank in the chest, the bullet ripping through flesh and internal organs that have already taken a significant toll from the earlier combat. There's a lot of blood, a grunt of pain, and he staggers backwards from the force of the shot, but he manages to keep himself upright.
>>141522>>141520The drone in the center shoots first
[1d20+3 = 22] [1d20+3 = 20] [1d20+3 = 12] >>141523>>141522The drone seems to miss Silver, or so he seems, until a pony who jumped further into the room behind Silver is considered
[4d6 = 19] >>141525>>141522The pony behind Silver falls. Another pony - who also jumped behind Silver - aims his rifle, and fires
[1d20+1 = 14] >>141526>>141522Hitting the drone on the right,
[2d8 = 9] >>141527>>141522This drone drops his submachine gun, stands straight up for a moment, and then falls
Silver's turn
>>141520Well, wolves are in this city. Could we not pass as a lowly funeral?
>>141528Silver, in a rage, lets out an almost inpony "WRAAAAAAGH!" as he fires a long burst point blank into the lead changeling in the center. His shout
almost drowns out the sound of his SMG.
Ratatatatatatata[1d20+3 = 16] [1d20+3 = 5][1d20+3 = 14] [1d20+3 = 6][1d20+3 = 5] [1d20+3 = 15][1d20+3 = 14] [1d20+3 = 16] >>141530The doctor blinks
"I mean.... it's not ordinary, but... maybe?"
>>141531At least three shots land on the drone, with several more making loud ricochet noises off the wall and the door
>>141532"Sounds good enough to work to me."
>>141534Spark leads the party towards the hospital.
>>141531>>141536[1d2 = 2][1d2 = 1]>>141537The doctor recommends storing the rifle
under Miskobag, which Miskobag doesn't like, and Waabishki can't persuade him to part with it. It takes a while to sort this issue out, until it's "sort of covered" next to Miskobag.
The lid is closed, and the ponies and wolves proceed like pallbearers with the coffin on their backs. Some ponies look at the strange sight, but nopony intervenes
>>141531>>141538One of the other two shots lands, for additional damage
[2d6 = 7] >>141536>>141539And the drone, still staring at Silver drops his submachine gun, then his hind legs collapse, and finally his front limbs split as he falls down, still looking towards Silver
The two drones fire the carbines
[1d20 = 20] [1d20 = 13][1d20 = 20] [1d20 = 15] >>141541>>141540Both ponies with Silver collapse, leaving him alone
Silver's turn
>>141538And so the procession goes on.
>>141543Silver takes aim at one of the remaining drones, firing another burst, slightly shorter burst.
>>141544Now how did I know that meme would come in?
The creatures exit the train station through a grand hallway, past some shops and towards the nearest exit, getting some stares (but no questions) along the way. They walk out into the cold and windy street.
>>141546>>141543Silver hits one of the two drones twice.
Meanwhile, a pony comes charging in, running towards the other drone
[1d20+3 = 13] >>141547>>141548Silver downs the creature immediately
The other drone is skewered by a pony's bayonet
[1d6+3 = 9] >>141548>>141549Both drones are downed, and the last one pushes away its rifle, and attempts to hide behind a piece of equipment in the corner.
>>141550Silver feels an extraordinary pain in his chest with every breath he takes, but still he gives the remaining pony an order while he checks on the status of his fallen comrades.
"Keep your rifle on him, do not let him move!"
>>141547What all is along the street?
>>141551All three are severely wounded - one with a single bullet wound to the neck, and two with two pistol or carbine shots
"I can stab him" The private says
[1d20+5 = 16]>>141553Silver groans out an order.
"He is surrendered, and he did not kill anypony. Let him live, but do not let him move."
Heal: Silver tries to set aside his own pain as he tends to the most critically wounded of his downed ponies, the one who was shot through the neck.
>>141552First, walking through the station, the creatures go up and into a long, wide hallway with an arched roof. This exits them into an upper, railed level with a view into a two-story grand hall entrance room with stone walls, tile floors, and a patterned high-roof. To either side of the grand hall are a ticket station, and some sort of office, as well as hallways that lead away from the hall. Going down the staircase (carefully with the coffin), there are coffee shops and other sorts of stores behind them, before getting to brass framed revolving doors. Of course this will not work, so they go over towards a double door that they open, and go done stone steps, with doric columns at the end of the row of the steps.
On the road, they see that the train station is located on the edge of a river - to their left now - with a number of two and three story buildings spaced apart in most directions. Snow covers the roads and indeed everything, though there are many worn black tracks on the roads. The sky is grey, and a cold wind blows.
>>141554The blood flow is stopped, and he is placed up against a wall
[1d20+5 = 22]>>141555Heal: Next is the pony who was shot with an SMG.
>>141556The flow of bleeding is stopped
[1d20+5 = 25]>>141557Heal: And, finally, the one shot by the carbine twice.
>>141558Silver stops the flow of bleeding, and gets this patient upright and stabilized
>>141559With this taken care of, Silver gets up, gasping for air and struggling to breath properly. He trots over to the private watching over the cowering drone.
>>141555"Know which way to go, doctor?"
>>141560The drone looks back towards Silver, sitting upright and with bandages where the chest connects to what would be the belly. It's lips are pulled all the way up, showing overly sharp teeth in what appears to be a smile, and a rather awkward one at that
"Silwar Saword?"
>>141561"Well..."
He looks to the left, over the bridge, at the river, and the train tracks besides the river, and then to the right at the houses and brick apartment buildings that stretch on.
"Not really, but across the river is Riverpool, so it must be to our right."
>>141562"As good of a lead as any."
Spark leads them right.
>>141563The ponies walk on
Waabishki
"This is kind of heavy...
And
"You ponies live in places like these?"
>>141564"Some do. I prefer the rural life, but small towns and farms don't offer services such as magic schooling and research on the level you can find in such places."
>>141565Waabishki
"Magic schooling? Research? For what?"
>>141566"Spells. Unicorns don't just know how to do all types of magic from birth. You have to find what magic you are good at and learn how to use it. And then there are magical artifacts and history of unicorns of ages past and how they experimented with magic. Fascinating topics."
>>141567She looks away
"I suppose. If you lack teeth and claws, and a natural sense of what is around you..."
>>141568"Heh. We certainly do lack those. But perhaps that is why ponies need to befriend those that have those."
>>141569Makade interrupts
"Ponies have not been so friendly."
>>141570"That is our fault. I hope to be able to make up for those mistakes."
>>141562It takes Silver but a moment to recognize this changeling, and upon doing so he plants a forehoof firmly against his forehead and lets out a groan of both pain and frustration. Even if he can not speak a word of Ponish, the drone can probably understand what Silver says next just from the tone in his voice.
"You have got to be kidding me..."
He turns to the private.
"One of logistic ponies from 332nd we brought on bored can speak Changeling. He is wearing metal helmet and is using carbine. You know if he stayed behind at Town Hall, or did he march with us?"
>>141571Makade looks similarly skeptical,
"A lot to make up for"
Waabishki looks over to Makade
"Hush."
Then Waabishki looks back to Spark
"So where is this place? This is hard to carry."
>>141572"I think all of the ponies from the 332nd stayed at Town Hall, with Firm Heart."
>>141573Spark scans his surroundings for the hospital.
>>141576I thought it would show both rolls. What is the command for two separate dice?
>>141576Hmmm....
>>141577Inline dice is the only thing that is possible now
You have to type out [ 1 d 20 ]
>>141579No hospital is seen. There is, however, a street sign: Gusty Avenue
>>141580"Not far now. If you want to take a break, I'm sure we can rest once we get out of the wind."
>>141581Getting out of the wind is determined most of all by buildings. While some avenues have wind that blow straight through them, those going the opposite direction have buildings blocking the wind. There are some ponies outside, and some vehicles, but it's rather few, almost surprisingly so. The area becomes more dense, with some shops on the buildings. Brick architecture dominates, with many buildings three or four or more stories in height.
>>141582With no real direction for Spark to follow, he heads to the nearest street turn off to get out of the wind.
>>141582>>141583Some ponies look over at this, stand for a moment, and then look away
Waabishki tries to set the coffin down, followed by the doctor.
Makade:
"We could go further." Then when it is set down
"Or not..."
>>141584"We will go further once everypony's strength has returned. It wouldn't be wise to tire to the point of dropping him."
>>141585From within the coffin, Miskobag:
"Are we there?"
Waabishki:
"Not Yet."
She turns to Spark
"How far are we?"
>>141586"I don't have a map. Perhaps the locals can point it out."
>>141587Waabishki:
"Perhaps, if your friendship gets you as far as you claim."
>>141588Spark nods and looks for a pony to ask.
>>141589A grey earth pony in a fur-edged coat and wearing a trapper hat is available
Roll diplomacy Charisma check >>141591He looks over at the procession strangely, and turns his head away at an angle
"I suppose you're new to this city. The hospital is about six blocks down until you get to Red Trout, then go until you get to Tarruga, take a right, then you'll know when you see it on the left."
>>141592"Thanks."
Spark relays the information to his friends.
>>141593"You betcha"
But the pony proceeds onwards, away from the group.
The doctor:
"I think I could find it from Tarruga."
Waabishki:
"So how far away is it?"
Makade:
"Let us get moving."
>>141594"Just a little further now. We are practically there."
>>141595"Okay..."
All four ponies pick it back up again
Roll 2 D20's
>>141597Spark proceeds down Gusty Avenue just fine, and the same down Red Trout.
Spark comes to his first questionable area after intersecting Tarruga. Spark can see that there is a simple barricade with an armored car behind it forming a checkpoint, and at least three changeling drones manning it. The checkpoint is actually in a different direction from the hospital, at least according to the directions, but it's an unsettling sight behind them
Roll 1d20
>>141599There seem to be remarks from the drones, but nothing that can't be ignored.
Spark and friends(?) proceed down the road. As the pony on the streets told them there is a large building of brick and windows at least four stories tall on the left, with a road leading up to what seems to be an entrance
The doctor
"Yes. That's it."
>>141600I have a feeling that I am missing out on a lot because of the dice.
Spark heads towards the building.
>>141601If by "missing out on," you mean being stopped by military police, receiving wrong directions, or getting lost, then you're right.
Don't worry. Dumb luck alone can't get Spark through the next section
Spark and crew arrive at the entrance of the hospital. A couple ponies outside, walking by, stop and stare at the procession
>>141602"Well, now we need to find a means to make a wolf in a coffin needing medical attention not raise any alarm. Any chance you can work some inter-profession charm, doctor?"
>>141603"Uh..." He smiles awkwardly
"It's going to be hard to explain a coffin going through the front entrance."
>>141604"Think we can unload our friend without any more eyes on us and perhaps use a medical stretcher to bring him in?"
>>141605"That... well I don't know where to unload him, but I can definitely say that he'll attract much less attention on a stretcher."
>>141606Spark looks towards the side of the building. Is it more hidden from view of ponies?
>>141607It definitely looks like there could be some areas. There is a loading dock, and much further back, there is a walled in little building with large smoke stacks that, in anycase, has bricks around it. There is also a small area recessed into the ground with stairs leading to it that evidently goes down to an entrance to a basement, or some kind of subterranean level. All of these require the creatures to move in front of windows that are above and could theoretically see it, although the basement entrance is closest, and the wall is furthest away. The wall has the most cover for the actual activity
>>141608He motions the wolves towards the wall.
>>141609It's another long movement of several hundred feet across grass and the procession would look very odd to any outsider, but the creatures make it there. There are three sides, absent actually entering
>>141610Spark looks for anypony that might be spying on their plan.
>>141611A pony crosses the street, but it's simple enough to wait them out. It's impossible to say what is seen from windows, as these are black tinted.
The wall on the left side from the road, and nearest the ponies, is the most visible to windows. The wall next to the road is most visible from the road.
>>141612It is worth the risk of exposing what somepony might see in the window as chances are, it is a sick pony that can't do much to alert anypony to what is happening.
>>141613>>141612Spark goes perhaps behind the wall, or in the segment in front of them.
Waabiski, then the doctor, and then Makade set the coffin down. It's Miskobag himself who opens the lid
"Are we here? Why are still outside?"
Makade:
"What if this had been a search! Play dead!"
Waabishki:
"Not yet. But we are going to move you into.... what did you call it?"
Doctor:
"A stretcher"
Miskobag
"After travelling in that, heh, I'd love a chance to stretch"
>>141614"They will accept us in without question if we put him on the stretcher. Don't worry."
>>141615Now Spark must obtain a stretcher
A small argument breaks out over the rifle. Makade tries to pick it up
The doctor
"Where are you going to hide that? You can't be seen with that."
Waabishki
"Why did you bring that?"
Makade:
"I'm not going anywhere unarmed, especially far from home"
Waabishki
"Just put it away"
Makade:
"
Well it can't stay here"
>>141616"The rifle can stay in the coffin because nopony will move a coffin. We will be right back to collect it. If you must, you may stand guard at the coffin."
Spark heads inside the hospital and asks for a stretcher.
>>141617Makade bears his teeth, not liking this answer, but Spark is on his way.
"A stretcher... What for? Where are you from?"
>>141618"I'm just trying to help my friend. He has a lot of swelling and can't move."
>>141620[1d20+3 = 19]Not sure why it is a bluff, but ok.
>>141621Spark needs to persuade her to give a pony outside of the organization a stretcher.
Anyways, the grey earth pony mare tells Spark,
"Oh. Well if it's urgent, we have some in that room there. On the left, down the hall."
>>141622Spark obtains the stretcher.
>>141623Spark takes the stretcher out and brings it to the creatures
Miskobag actually
is standing at the moment, but he seems fine to move into the stretcher when it comes
"I can walk... But stairs... that may be a challenge."
Makade places the rifle next to Miskobag - or tries to - trying to hide it under his fur. This action displeases Miskobag and the doctor.
>>141624"We won't get very far with the rifle there. It is best if you hold onto it Makade. Just don't get spotted with it."
>>141625"And how will I hide it?" He asks
>>141626"It might be hard to hide, but the coffin has worked thus far. If you can think of a reason we can convince the ponies to let us in with it, then we can bring it along."
>>141627"The coffin? I don't know what would make them let you bring that inside."
>>141628"Hmm... maybe there is a box of medical supplies?"
>>141629"If you could get something inside the hospital that could help us hide a long rifle..." He says
>>141631"Well... a coat... or... maybe a box of the right shape?"
>>141573Silver lets out a sigh.
"Alright. Go back and tell others that we have wounded, I will stay here and watch changeling."
>>141633"Yes Sir."
Silver remains in watch over the creature, as the private lopes away
>>141634Silver returns to watching this same changeling he helped earlier. He knocks the rifle away, just in case. He points at the changeling's bandaged abdomen.
"It is ironic. I pull bullet out of you..."
He points to the fresh bullet hole in him, still hurting like hell and still making it painful to breathe.
"...you put bullet it me."
>>141635The creature maintains its eyes on Silver. It pulls its lips even further back, and it tries to scoot backwards towards the wall.
>>141636He chuckles lightly, and shakes his head.
"I know you can not understand me, but when you said you were going to find other group of changelings, I thought you would go back to front."
>>141637The creature blinks, with diagonal eyelids, and finds the wall with its back.
>>141638Silver scratches his chin, trying to think of ways to communicate with this changeling but failing. He instead decides to whistle a tune while he watches the drone and waits for some ponies to get back and take his wounded compatriots away.
>>141639A pony Silver can quickly recognize as Amber Grain walks in,
"Klutzy"
>>141640"Draconequus."
He rubs the area around his new gunshot wound, wincing.
"I need to stop nearly dying. I have more than filled my quota for today."
>>141641"Good to see you're still alive sir, and indeed I think we've all filled our quota. Is this the last of the Changeling positions?"
>>141642"I would hope. It seemed like there was more than there aught to be here, but we still need to check grain elevator to see if there are still changelings there."
He gets up from his previously seated position, with no small amount of effort.
"Nng...even if there are, I do not plan on sending our ponies in there. I have different, better plan."
>>141643"Even a single Changeling on Equestrian soil is more than there ought to be."
Amber looks down at Silver's wound
"The Grain Elevator is compromised? What do you have in mind?"
>>141644It's a nasty wound, rifle-caliber and punching straight through his chest. It's a wonder how he's still alive, let alone conscious.
"Using our mortar and at least one of those AT guns to blast grain elevator to rubble, if changeling position is still there."
>>141645He stares down at it
"Well, that's definitely the safest option. We've lost too many ponies today."
>>141646He nods, and lets out a little wince as he takes a breath.
"That we did. I do not plan on losing any more of our ponies. Have you heard anything from Mild Mill or Hazelred yet? I saw that shell hit their position."
>>141647"Yes. They came up and met with us outside the facility. It was a bit of a tense moment, with Mills forgetting the password, but we sorted it out."
>>141648Silver sighs in relief.
"Спасибо Селестии. I was worried when I saw top of church tower just disappear..."
He looks down at the wounded but stabilized soldiers.
"I do not suppose you brought other ponies? These three need to be brought someplace safe, and I have changeling prisoner I need to escort."
He silently adds in "...again." under his breath.
>>141649"No, they hit the steeple above him. When that happened, he figured they had his location and ran out of there along with Hazelred, who I'm told, was almost dragged. Maybe the Changelings were just firing at random and got darn lucky, because they didn't shoot that position again. Still, his shots caused the Changelings to think they were being flanked, and to keep a portion of their soldiers out of the battle until it was already too late."
He too, looks at these wounded ponies.
"Well, we're trying to get a truck working to take the wounded back to town hall. I'm not entirely sure how that's going. Privates Marsh Grass and Silent Spring made an almost heroic effort to take a wounded pony back to the town hall on their own already."
Then he looks down to the drone
"Why don't you just shoot it?"
>>141650He looks at the drone as well.
"Despite fact that he is reason I have very big hole in me, I am only pony he shot, and I am still alive. And despite that changelings probably would not show such mercy...it would leave bad taste in my mouth to shoot enemy who has already surrendered."
>>141651"Are you sure? I think I would have shot him already... But you are the Platoon Commander now, Silver Sword."
>>141652He chuckles, though there's remorse to it.
"I hope not for long, and that Lieutenant makes speedy recovery. It also means you are now my second-in-command."
An event that was omitted, but should have happened, was the door opposite Silver's last position being opened, the corpse of a drone being pushed aside in the process, and the pink pegasus pony walking through.
>>141653"Indeed it does." He says, smiling for just a moment, before the smile is removed. "Let us pray for the swift recovery of all. Come now, let us go see if they've got it working."
>>141654Silver nods, turns to the drone, and gives him an order to stand up and start following him. He turns to Amber immediately afterwards.
"Follow drone so he does not get any funny ideas."
>>141655"Alright, let's get this roach upright"
He moves closer in, and using a rifle, makes a waving motion to get up, and then pokes him with a bayonet just to emphasize the point.
The ponies go outside, to hear the sound of a diesel engine and to see an attempt at loading the wounded into the back of the truck.
Silver sees the private from earlier, and the pink pegasus corporal. They have with them the one daffodil colored private who helped translate before. He keeps his limbs tight together.
>>141656"Ah, good, you are here. I need to talk with our 'friend' again."
While he says this, he looks to where he left the other two wounded changelings, already having an idea what might have happened to them in his absense.
>>141657The first drone, the one Silver set against the truck, is still there, propped up and notably without any bayonet wounds. The second one, the one with the bandage around the neck, is missing from its position.
>>141658"Hmm..."
Silver quickly returns to the matter at hoof, and looks at the daffodil-colored stallion.
"I am sorry about dragging you all way out here, but I would appreciate it if you would translate for me again."
>>141659"Um... Okay..."
His eyes dart around at the scene before him
>>141660Silver notices this, and decides to lead the drone and the pony away from the scene of carnage, so they can have a quieter conversation without eavesdroppers.
"When you said you were going to find other group of changelings, I thought you would be going back to changeling side of front."
>>141661The private speaks to the drone, and then Silver gets the reply:
"This was much closer."
>>141662"Yes. And also our next target, after retaking telephone office. I thought that would be obvious."
He points to the hole in his chest.
"You know, I am rather cross about this."
>>141663He maintains the awkward smile for another several seconds, until that slowly fades to a more angry, determined expression.
Then he starts yelling. The private doesn't have any difficulty in translating it word for word, almost as it is spoken, and his soft, almost intimidated voice contrasts strongly with the creature in front of him.
"The other drones in my squad - my whole platoon - died so that our brothers in the mountains may live. I ran away. I surrendered. If I had set the grenade off, it could have helped the night attacks. Their deaths may have meant something. Now, my brothers will die in greater numbers because I was weak."
>>141664Silver doesn't falter in the face of the drone's anger, but inside the unicorn knows it's justified.
"I will not belittle you, your brothers, and what you have accomplished. You are fighting for your country and your people, just as we are. And, from that perspective, you and your brothers have already done much here to help changeling war effort."
>>141665There is a pause before the translator starts to speak, whether because the words are more difficult, or because he needs a moment to process it.
The drone must need time as well, because he is silenced, at least for the immediate time being, by Silver's words in reply.
>>141666Satin trips."I will be honest with you, you and your brothers have inflicted large casualties against us, particularly among our officers and squad commanders. While there are not many dead, there are many wounded, with many unable to continue fighting for some time. It will be hard to defend if your forces successfully push us back to Vale. And with how you successfully held up our communications, there is little chance for our lines to reinforce in time for your assault."
>>141667This is relayed, and takes him a moment to reply. His voice is nearly emotionless:
"Maybe then... I can be satisfied."
>>141668Silver nods. He actually smiles at the changeling a little, and salutes him.
"You and your brothers have fought valiantly in face of such adversity, and have achieved great success for Hives. There is no dishonor in that. I salute you, as worthy adversary."
>>141669There is no matching smile. But there is a sharp nod.
"So I die now?"
>>141670Silver shakes his head.
"Unless you want to, no. I will cut you deal. Even with you shooting me, I have not forgotten how you returned our missing ponies to us. Life, for life. Return home to Changeling Lands and live to fight another day, I will not stop you."
>>141632“Know of any boxes about the right shape that a hospital would have around?”
>>141674"Well... One of those tubes for maps and posters would fit it. Or at least it would if there were no scope... I don't know. There must be something in there somewhere."
>>141673Silver nods.
"Just be sure to actually
leave Vale this time. I can not guarantee you will get so lucky as to encounter me rather than another pony."
>>141676"Uh, Okay." He says. His mouth hangs open
>>141677Silver stares at him for a few seconds, then tilts his head in confusion when he doesn't leave.
"Is something wrong?"
>>141678The translator raises a hoof, and for the first time, raises his voice
"Flieg, du narr!"
The drone, right in front of Silver, transforms in a brilliant flash of yellow-green into a grey pegasus, and then jumps up and takes flight towards the twilight.
>>141679Silver watches the drone slowly disappear into the distance.
"That got him to go. Strange. He almost looked my son, if I just got passing glance at him."
>>141680The private turns his golden eyes to Silver as he speaks, but has no comment.