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>>141370Nothing here...Silver then peaks in through the door at the end of the first hallwasy.
>>141371This leads into a room with a few vats, and something like an assembly line with many bottles
>>141372Silver enters the room, head and gun on a swivel.
>>141373Silver moves in, sees that there are stacks of milk bottles, partly open crates, and loading docks on the right.
No changelings thus far
>>141374Silver decides to check in the crates.
Fuck, Brisbuck! Silver needs to help him!
Um...can we start back over from when Silver checked the window?
[1d20 = 20]
[1d20 = 7]
[1d20 = 14]
[1d20 = 19]
>>141377Okay, Silver can go back to
>>141365On their own initiative, a number of ponies are going to the trucks
>>141380Great! Alright, of the injured ponies present, who looks to be the worst off?
>>141381All of them are terrible.
One riflestallion shot by the machine gun. One Riflestallion shot by a submachine gun from behind the truck. Saltlick shot by a submachine gun from enemy unknown inside the building. Brisbuck, evidently shot by the same enemy unknown.
>>141382Silver instructs other ponies to put pressure on the wounds of the riflestallions and Saltlick while he bandages Brisbuck first, and to tear up strips of clean clothing and bring them to him ASAP. While they do so, he tries to put pressure on Brisbuck's wounds to keep him from dying as well.
>>141386Silver is able to stop the flow of blood, at least preventing Brisbuck from dying of shock immediately
>>141388Saltlick is more badly wounded - a private in the grass has made a heroic effort to try to stop the flow of blood
[1d20+5 = 19]>>141389Silver joins him in this effort.
>>141390The bleeding is halted for now. Saltlick is shot three times, but at least he's not as likely to die of shock
>>141391Giving the a chance to live until Firm Heart can take a look at them is just what Silver hopes for, though he's unsure how long he can keep the successes up.
Next he goes to the riflepony who was shot with an MG.
>>141393Depending on the breaks...
[1d2 = 1][4d8 = 23] >>141392The machine gun is an extremely deadly weapon, but it was operated by a drone not trained to use it.
There’s enough left for Silver to try.
>>141398The beige colored unicorn is as well treated as he can be for now. His wounds are very severe, however.
>>141399Does he have enough for the other riflepony, at least to try?
>>141400There is indeed another riflepony, this one shot multiple times by a submachine gun. A pony next to him has tried to stop the bleeding.
Silver can try
>>141402Silver does
not succeed in stabilizing the riflepony
>>141404>>141403If he can be saved, Silver has done what is needed
>>141405Silver sighs with some relief. He looks at the trucks to see if one is in a usable state.
>>141406The one far away may be. But the one that is closer... Not so much. The tires are blown out. All windows are destroyed. There are numerous bullet holes on the front engine house, and the left headlight is destroyed
>>141407Silver goes over to the one that's further away to see if it has much damage. He also sees if it and the AT guns have tow hooks.
>>141409>>141408Passing behind and between the two trucks, Silver can see the drones who made a stand there.
On the far side away from Silver is a drone who fell over behind the truck. This is the drone who Silver shot with his submachine gun. A submachine gun lies in front of it. Behind the rear left wheel house is a drone who fell backwards, wearing an Equestrian non-commissioned officer's uniform, probably a first sergeant. A drone right next to the wheel house has a rifle propped up, and notably, wears bandages. On the ground a little besides the truck is a drone who is spread out on his back. He too, has bandages. In a pool of blood, laying on its side is a drone with a metal helmet strapped on, and a white leg band. This one seems to breath in and out in short, pained breaths, and seems to slowly drown in blue blood. Behind it and nearer the other truck, in the space between trucks, are two drones in Equestrian uniform who lie dead. One lies on its belly, and another is on its side, with its hind leg oddly stretched out. There are one, two, three rifles strewn about in odd locations. One of the rifles looks strangely mangled. Behind the wheel house of the truck are three changeling drones. The one furthest from the front of the truck has its back against the truck. It too, seems to move as if breathing, and it sits next to a rifle with a large white bandage around its neck. Next to it, behind the wheel house are two drones knocked backwards, and both of them have eyes, or even part of their heads blown off. Evidently changelings are green on the inside, and so is the concrete pavement. One of these has a machine gun laying over its body. The gun is almost as large as the drone. Belt links and spent cartridge cases litter the ground. There is a rifle that has fallen out in front of the truck.
Moving on, behind the first truck, are three changeling drones, all of them around either the engine house or the cabin. One around the end has a submachine gun near it, one lies dead next to the cabin, and a third between the two lays on its back as if staring into the darkening empty skies. Two more rifles lay nearby.
Both trucks - these are Equestrian logistics trucks, mind you - have tow hooks. The anti-tank gun, another 30 feet away with a limp drone near it and aa rifle propped up against its side, is clearly suitable for towing.
[1d20+5 = 17]>>141410Silver does feel some remorse, looking at the carnage and the dead and dying changelings everywhere. Take away the strangely colored blood and the black chitinous exteriors, and they'd look exactly like ponies. After checking the truck, Silver trots up to the changeling with the metal helmet and the white leg band, unsure of what he can do but wanting to do something, anyway.
Heal: Using what he has on hoof, particularly clean strips of cloth ripped off of other dead changelings' uniforms, he attempts to stabilize this changeling and sit him upright.
>>141411And green insides and vampirism. Don't forget those.
This creature is unique in two other ways. It has no bullet wounds, only shrapnel wounds, though these are very serious. It also is armed exclusively with a pistol, the only one he's encountered thus far - besides Forrester - thus armed. This is the only one, including Forrester, to have a Changeling make of pistol. It's probably best to move the pistol away from it as it seems to try to un-holster and pull out the pistol, although it can't do this because of weakness. It's also easy to move out of the line of sight of this creature as it cannot move its head.
There are multiple wounds on this creature, mostly smaller, so it isn't
too difficult to bandage over the wounds. Sitting it upright is a little harder, as it lacks something to prop up against. The widespread wounds make it a bit more difficult to keep the wounds above the level of where its heart probably is, especially as it has wounds on its stomach. Like most changelings, it has a bag.
The creature makes a gurgling hiss at Silver as he touches it.
>>141412Indeed he does toss the pistol to the side, and indeed he keeps out of line of sight of his face, but he slowly and carefully drags the changeling to prop him up against the truck. He hopes what he did helps. When the creature hisses, he responds despite the good chance that the drone can't understand.
"If I wanted to harm you, I would have killed you already, chitinous one."
Once Silver is done with that and is satisfyed that the drone will stay sat up against the truck, he goes to the other wounded changeling to examine his own wounds.
>>141413This one also wears a helmet and stares straight forward. It looks as if this creature has already been bandaged and propped upright. It has a bandage around its neck, but also bleeds from new, smaller wounds.
There is a small syringe-edged tube next to it.
>>141414Silver picks up the syringe with his magic, and brings it up to examine it.
>>141415The small device is maybe three inches in length with a long needle in the fore that resembles a hypodermic needle, and a smaller tube that is squeezed out. The tube is white and has markings on it, and though one of the symbols resembles a lambda, nothing is legible in ponish.
>>141416"Huh. Must be medicine. You looked patched up, at least. I do not think you will die if I left you along. Or, at least I do not think so."
Silver gets up, and returns to his ponies.
"Alright, I have plan for after we finish up here, but we have job to do first. We need to clear this building quickly, make sure we have found location of cocooned ponies and that there are no changelings. Understood?"
>>141417Whereas the drone Silver placed against the truck seems to make an effort to move its head to look at Silver, this one only stares straight ahead, still bleeding from small wounds.
"Sir, Yes Sir."
Amber Grain is in the fore, as are the few remaining NCOs. Silver has more than 20 remaining soldiers, including all three light machine gun crews.
>>141418Silver pulls out his SMG.
"We will split into two groups. One group will remain out here to keep watch over our wounded, while other will join me in clearing plant methodically. Can I get any volunteers to join me?"
>>141419Not everypony volunteers, but several do.
These include Sleetfall and cornflake, as well as the black colt, and the pink Pegasus corporal of A squad. Silver is able to sort out fourteen or so volunteers.
>>141420Silver nods, glad for this development.
"Alright, keep your eyes and ears open. You will know cocoons when you see them. Rest of you, stay here and guard our wounded."