Chapter 4

The soldiers of Piñata Resistance base 3-R were lined up one after the other in front of a giant stealth aircraft. The piñata in front of them all was shouting out their objectives and such. How they would load up into the aircraft, then how the aircraft would blend in with the bombers of PDF, but unlike the others, the aircraft would land. And lastly, How they'd fight off the sours and become heroes, though the piñata speaking made it suspiciously sound so easy, Piñata Resistance didn't make things easy, something was not right within the Piñata Resistance.

The piñata in front never mentioned how close they would be to the action, he never mentioned how the PDF would be bombing anywhere close to them. His chatter soon ended and the piñatas marched into the aircraft obediently. Jorelo, Pandora, and Falkor sat near the left wing close to the entrance. Jorelo has seated himself in the middle, with Falkor next to the window and Pandora near the edge of the aisle.

"Well, no going back now…" Jorelo mumbled, gazing out the window with a hopeless sigh. Pandora put a paw over his and looked at him.

"We can escape once we land Jorelo…" Pandora whispered, knowing treason of any kind could put them in much trouble.

"But-!" Falkor interjected, though he was cut off by Pandora.

"But nothing!" Her voice grew slightly louder as she retracted her paw back and faced herself over to Falkor, "if we want to keep our lives, we make a run for it when the time is right!" Pandora really didn't like the idea of getting ripped apart by sours or being blown up by bombs.

More Piñatas stepped into the aircraft in groups and wandered to random seats. Jorelo couldn't help but notice one of the fizzlybears in the refection of the window's glass. He turned around in his seat and looked at the strange multi-colored bear piñata. His eyes couldn't believe it, he rubbed them as if he were dreaming it all and wanted to see reality. The dark fudgehog really hoped it was a just dream, but unfortunately he still sat idly in his chair.

Falkor and Pandora began fighting over the upcoming issue, but Jorelo had flushed their voices out, he focused all his attention on the colorful fizzlybear. His patterns were arranged in a rainbow-like configuration. The bear piñata looked over at Jorelo as he somehow had the sixth sense that he knew he was being watched. Jorelo swiftly rotated his head back to the window. Everyone suddenly became quiet as the PA of the aircraft opened with static.

"We will be taking off shortly," a male voice casually said, "please remain seated and have your seat belts fastened," random chatter started up again soon after, but not nearly as loud as before. Pandora and Falkor continued their dispute, but Jorelo stopped it as soon as it started.

"As much as I hate to say it," Jorelo jumped into their quarrel, "I have to agree with Pandora," Falkor rolled his eyes and sighed, the forward motioning of the aircraft took the three by surprise. It had gained momentum and was off the ground in mere seconds.

Jorelo looked out of the window and over to the endless sea of grass, it soon was broken by a few trees here and there. A diverse mass of trees had eventually replaced the grass, Jorelo looked up a little higher, he could see a small town far away, most of the houses and buildings he got a good view of were burning with ominous fires. It was most likely that the sours have already raided through that town.

Was Piñata Resistance really ready to face the sours head on? Jorelo sure questioned it. His eyes scouted on ahead and saw the Cannoñata, the top of Piñata Central, or at least most of it, turns out a good amount of Piñata Central was turned to rubble. However, what lied below it was worse, Jorelo never imagined an outbreak of rebelling sours could be so devastating. And at ground level the PDF troops were getting slaughtered left and right. Jorelo wished the ship would turn tail and head back, but he knew that wouldn't happen no matter how bad it looked down there. It was then the aircraft began to descend into the chaotic mess.

"Well this is it," Falkor grew fearful with each passing second, "if we're to die today, I-," he was abruptly cut off by Pandora.

"We're not gonna die!" She shouted back at him angrily, Pandora would have drawn a great amount of attention, but the war below was doing a better job of keeping grasp of the other piñata's interest. One thing was true though, everyone in the aircraft was filled with fear. On coming fire from sour turrets and anti-aircraft missiles drove the fear further home. Jorelo ripped his sight away from the terror underneath them as the aircraft banked to the right to avoid most of the fire. Fortunately, the aircraft's jamming systems took care of the approaching missiles.

"Jorelo," Falkor chattered through his teeth, "you haven't said much this whole time…" Jorelo didn't pay much attention to his comment. they were nearing the ground and soon the side doors would open as they touch the ground. Jorelo, like many others, had taken off his seat beat as readied himself for anything. The aircraft was now just inches away from the ground, not much longer before all hell would officially break loose. As the sours came to swarm them with grenades and bullets. Many piñata's were already out of their seats with the guns aimed at the doors, ready for the assault.

"We should sit this one out!" Pandora instructed both fudgehogs to stand down, "…Dammit! Just take cover!" Pandora crouched behind the seats and out of sight from the sours, she doubted they'd get this far anyways. "But there's tons of them out there, what can we do to stop it?" she thought to herself. Jorelo and Falkor followed her example as the sidedoor's parted open without hesitation. "Lets just hope for a miracle…" Pandora wasn't able to hear herself think now that the sound of gunfire had entered her thoughts. Distance explosions could be heard growing closer as well.

"The bombers!" Jorelo was still able to find the calm in the storm and think. The dark fudgehog refused to satisfy the urge to peek out of the window, he knew he would be most likely shot on sight if he did.

The blasting of the dropped bombs repeated and grew slightly louder each time they went off. PDF was really starting to be a pain in the ass, but it wasn't their fault, Piñata Resistance was the one to blame for their strategic positioning. This made Jorelo believe that the Piñata Resistance was giving up by sacrificing it's soldiers than trying to win this war. The fudgehog also had the idea that Piñata Resistance was probably not going to go down with a fight, was that their plan? Or were the piñata's back at the base who placed them here just flat-out insane? Jorelo was leaning towards the thought that they really were crazy.

The bombs grew even closer as it soon fought over the ruckus of bullets. The last bomb was dropped a mile or two ahead of them, the blast radius was sure to at least wipe out all the sours just outside and also many of the non-sour piñata's inside as well. Jorelo's began to lose consciousness as the ground below shook, growing more violent with each moment passing. The turmoil of it all tossed Jorelo into unconsciousness, leaving his two allies without a squad commander.