KGB WAR

man this took a loooooooooooooong time to finish^^ but it's finally Done, i hope you guys like it^^

p.s. the nurse is my favorite in this picture

OC:
1. skullcroos.deviantart.com/ (sergeant)
2. gym356.deviantart.com/ (gunner#1)
3. colt731.deviantart.com/ (gunner#2)
4. bpcampbell.deviantart.com/ (nurse)
5. nickanator115.deviantart.com/ (flamer)
6. nickanator115.deviantart.com/ (mortar)
7. wassupbro89.deviantart.com/ (sniper)
8. kgb-101.deviantart.com/ (on the radio)
9. bronyvagineer.deviantart.com/ (sniper#2)


story: Four years, four years of combat, of bloodshed and death.

Four years too much.

This is my third week out on the front-lines, and honestly? I'm surprised we haven't packed up and fallen back, but oh no, our mighty commanders insist that this useless outpost is worth defending.

I look over my shoulder and all I can see are the ones I've been serving with, the one with the flamethrower who enjoys burning ponies alive, mind and mentality broken from this conflict. Another pony climbing up the ladder to take his post...he probably won't be stepping back down those wooden steps, nopony ever does...and all the while the medic watches on, knowing that eventually we're all going to end up on his operating table beyond saving, and she hates himself for it.

Me? I just want to go home, I just want to see my mother, my marefriend...all this was my fathers idea anyway. "Join the KGB and fight for your country like a stallion"....those were his words, last things I ever heard him say really, before he was flow off behind enemy lines only to go MIA a few days later...I wan't to say he's alive but I'm not holding my breath.

The shells never seem to stop falling these days, the ringing of weapon fire will be forever echoing in my ear, provided I survive this...once again, not holding my breath.

These shells keep getting closer and closer, even out commander seems a little on edge...should this all not go well I want to have my opinion known...not like the government can do any worse to me.

All I wanted was to grow old with the love of my life, see my parents die in peace rather than under some celestia forsaken bomb...all I wanted was a normal life, something that I could live out happily rather than being killed in the ass end of nowhere for something we don't even need to keep. I think this, the whole system, the government, it can all go too hell...and when it does I'm pretty sure I'll be waiting to laugh in i-

(Evidence file 347)
Remains of diary unreadable due to fire damage.

Location recovered: Outpost 34

Condition: Enemy controlled, all personnel lost

story by: thatonepokeguy.deviantart.com/