Note:
Sorry for the delay, I had to do major reworks for this chapter. It was becoming too large and was totalling close to 9k. I think 9k was a bit too much this early in the story. I had to split the original chapter into 2 and edit the ending for this current chapter.
Other than that, enjoy reading!
- 5th December 1945 - Afternoon
Zhukov, Tirek and Cozy Glow are in Equestria. They are just shy outside of west Manehattan. Tirek is impressed by the Red Army's capability to level any place they wish even without magic. Cozy Glow is the only one to feel a bit of guilt, but she didn't share those feelings publicly. But she too is impressed by the capabilities of the Soviets.
Tirek is wearing just a ushanka and not any uniform. That's because there's no size that'll fit the centaur. However, he's been given permission to carry something of great importance, the Soviet flag. He's was given a Mosin Nagant, but he doesn't need one, he just needs to steal a pony's magic if need be.
Cozy Glow is wearing a small wooly coat and a ushanka. She's also been given a stick that's attached to a piece of string around her right forehoof. It's so she can use it to pull the trigger of a lended Tokarev TT-33 as a hoof can't pull it. The pistol is attached to her left forehoof, also using string.
The Soviet marshal, centaur and pegasus filly are around a dark wooden table with 4 legs. On the table is a map of a small town. Zhukov began explaining to Tirek and Cozy Glow his next plan of assault.
"Already explained to my men what we're doing. We're occupying a small town, which we currently have encircled. We'll only need an estimate of five thousand infantry and a hundred tanks to occupy it. According to Chrysalis' intel... up past some mountains are train lines that lead to another world. We must secure the train lines up north. That's our current objective," Zhukov explained while pointing with his right hand at the map.
"Oh I know what you're talking about, you're talking about the tracks in Rainbow Falls that leads to Griffonstone. Griffonstone stayed where they were while Equestria and so on was sent here. That world was where Equestria is from, before whatever sent Equestria to Earth," Tirek explained further to Zhukov.
"So that means the only way to get to this Griffonstone is up north, eastwards, and by train. The sensible course of action then is to push up north before we continue westwards and more forces are poured in," Zhukov concluded.
"What will I do? What if anypony wants to fight for the Soviets?" Cozy Glow asked.
"You'll fly out, spot forces, fly back and report to me. I'll make decisions depending on what you find. As for ponies who wish to join our ranks, they'll be put under your command," Zhukov answered.
"What do we do to those who don't join us?" Cozy Glow then asked.
"The NKVD will deal with them appropriately however they see fit. What they do is completely out of my control," Zhukov replied.
"Cozy Glow, my men are currently waiting to launch the assault. Scout the village and come back to report," Zhukov orders the filly. Cozy Glow salutes with her right forehoof and flies off.
"Tirek, you must go. When my men push, charge with them and take the lead," Zhukov ordered.
"Yes, comrade Zhukov," Tirek obeyed. While holding the Soviet flag with both hands, the centaur trots off to join up with the rest of the army. Soon after, Cozy Glow flew back and came to report.
"The village is poorly defended. No vehicles, a few AA guns, and only fifty Royal Guards defending the village. Fifteen unicorns and thirty five pegasi," The pegasus filly said professionally while saluting with her right forehoof.
"Them poor fuckers don't stand a chance. Too bad they can't escape either," Zhukov chuckled. Cozy Glow chuckles with the Soviet marshal.
Tirek is standing next to an IS-3 that's to his left. There's also another IS-3 to his right. It's those new state of the art tanks with the pike-nose shape. Tirek looks at them and realizes how big these tanks actually are. In his current form, he's just over 2 feet shorter than an IS-3, and the tank is over double the body length than the centaur. On top of that, they're accompanied by 15 IS-2's and a swarm of T-34-85's. Sitting on each side on the backs of the T-34-85's are 4 soldiers wearing green helmets, armed with a SVT-40 each. Soldiers not riding on a tank are armed with a Mosin Nagant and other various firearms.
"Наступайте и захватите деревню товарищи!"
"It must be one of the Commissars," Tirek assumed to himself and began to trot while hoisting his arms as high as he could while his hands hold the Soviet flag. The tanks and soldiers follow closely behind the centaur.
The village in the distance is visible. The IS-3's either side of Tirek began to speed up. The 2 heavy tanks began turning their turrets, aiming for targets. The houses of the town are terraced and are in an equal sign formation. There is also a lone house that sits on the right side of the town.
KLOMBF!
The IS-3 to the left unleashes fire with it's 122 mm cannon, a shell flying out with a small flash of orange and white, followed by smoke coming out of it. The house that's on the far left side of the northern row of houses gets instantly destroyed. The house next to it gets severely damaged. Ponies in the undamaged houses are seen opening the doors and trotting out of their houses.
KLOMBF!
The IS-3 to the right unleashes fire next. It misses the ponies. It hits the lone house though, destroying it and reducing it to rubble.
While waving the flag, Tirek charges ahead, trotting at a faster pace than the Soviet tanks. He wants to try absorbing the magic of ponies before they're killed by the advancing wave of Soviets. He pauses and something is off. Everypony that was seen running out of their houses had just vanished.
Tirek sees the Soviets that were behind have caught up, and they're equally as confused as him. The infantry, the soldiers, they began thoroughly searching each still-intact house, searching for anypony still inside. A handful of 4 soldiers do find somepony in the first house they searched. It is a pink unicorn mare with poofy magenta coloured mane and tail. The irises of the mare are purple and their cutie mark is a cupcake. The 4 soldiers point their Mosin Nagants at the head of the unicorn. The poor mare can't teleport, because as soon as the soldiers see her horn glow, they will shoot.
Tirek hands the Soviet flag he was holding to a random infantryman. He then walks to the unicorn. It's not even worth stealing their magic, he needs multiple ponies for it to be worth stealing. The centaur grabs the mare with both hands. The soldiers step back as the centaur gets angry.
"Did you help everypony escape!? I could've absorbed their magic!" Tirek angrily shakes the unicorn with both his hands. The unicorn puts on a brave face, frowning and growling at Tirek.
Then 6 more Soviets come over, but they aren't regular infantry, or soldiers. These ones are wearing a blue hat, with red around the bottom, and a shiny black cap at the front, going over their noses. In the middle at the front of the hat on the red ribbon around it, there's a ruby red star outlined in gold. In the star is a shiny gold yellow hammer and sickle.
Their uniform is a dark pale cyan green coloured coat with 4 buttons down the middle from the top of their collars at the front. On the left and right where their man boobs are is a pocket, which the flap at the top of the pockets have a gold button. Over their right shoulders is a leather strap that's attached to a leather belt that's around their waist, being attached to the left side of the belt. They have a leather pouch on the left and right that's connected to the belt that's around their waste, both containing having a Nagant Revolver. They are also wearing blue trousers, which are tucked into long black leather boots.
One of those with the blue hats on their head are wearing a brown coat that is decorated with various medals. They are a middle-aged white man, with a few wrinkles showing his age and has a thick long black mustache.
"Comrade Tirek, come with us. We'll extract information from the mare appropriately- Drop her," The decorated Soviet ordered Tirek. The centaur let's go of the unicorn mare, while 4 of the Soviets in blue hats points Nagant Revolvers at the mare. Meanwhile, the other 2 got out partially blood-stained black-painted metal truncheons. Before the mare could make a do-or-die attempt to teleport, she gets whacked across the head by one, leaving them with a big purple bruise visible through the fur.
"AGH!" She fell to the ground on their left side. Their head smacks against the hard path, making them scream out a yelp. But that's just the beginning.
"AGH- GAH- GAH- GAH- GAH- GAH- GAH- GAH- GAH!"
The 2 that have hold of the truncheons took to the unicorn mare with them. They whack the mare all over her body. They leave her no opportunity to teleport away.
"Стой, ты, блять, убьешь шлюху. Она нужна нам для допроса, тогда мы сможем избить их до полусмерти," The decorated Soviet installed more discipline to the mare's beaters. The 2 abusers stopped, but the mare is barely conscious.
"How good is your Russian?" The decorated Soviet asked the centaur.
"I can understand it, but speaking Russian is a little bit tricky for me. I wouldn't dare butcher such a great language," Tirek replied. The decorated Soviet smiled at the centaur's display of respect.
"Comrade, come," The decorated Soviet orders Tirek. The centaur follows him, as well as the 5 other Soviets. They enter one of the houses of the southern row of house. One of the abusers began dragging the mare by her mane.
The unicorn mare regains full consciousness, only to find herself in a lot of pain and their forehooves cuffed to a wooden table. She's sat on a wooden chair, an old wooden chair at that as this one had an equal sign carved on the back of it. She's inside one of the town's terraced houses.
All light is blocked off, the only source of light being from a flickering lamp. She looks up, huffing and puffing with a deathly-frowning stare at the Soviet in the brown coat decorated with medals. He is holding a hammer in his left hand, and a pouch of nails in his right. Also present, there's the 5 other Soviets and Tirek. The unicorn tries teleporting, but she can't.
"Comrade Chrysalis gave the NKVD some materials and these cuffs are made of that stuff, stuff that stops your shit," The decorated Soviet said with a rough growl.
"Now, your name," The decorated Soviet demanded in the same growling voice. The mare didn't reply to him and tries using her magic to teleport, but it doesn't work. The decorated Soviet gets out a nail and using the hammer, whacks the nail into the mare's right forehoof.
"AHHHHHH!" She screams in pain as the nail pierces through and comes out the other end of the forehoof, and even goes into the table. Blood seeps out the entrance the nail penetrated. The screaming finishes with quiet whimpering and crying.
"Answer me or I'll put in another one! What's your fucking name!?" The decorated Soviet screamed angrily, spit flying into the mare's face.
"Su- Sugar Belle..." The mare whimpered in her reply. She didn't want another nail hammered into any of her hooves.
"Do you have a close connection to anypony who fought the Red Army between nineteen fourty one and nineteen forty five? Relatives? Loved ones? Husbands? Etcetera?" The decorated Soviet next questioned.
"No," Sugar Belle lied, but the decorated Soviet took her word.
"We know unicorns have the capacity to send desired individuals from one place to another. So where did you send them? If you cooperate and answer me, we will let you go," The decorated Soviet proposed a deal with the mare he currently knows as Sugar Belle. He looks back at his 5 human comrades and his centaur comrade.
"Как только мы закончим с этой шлюхой, я хочу, чтобы ее отправили в ГУЛАГ," He said. The 5 Soviets and Tirek all smiled while nodding.
"Why should I answer you if your soulless armies are going to kill innocent ponies- AHHHHH!" Sugar Belle screams and cires as the decorated Soviet hammers in another nail into the unicorn mare's left forehoof.
"I'd answer right now bitch or I'll empty my pouch of nails!"
Sugar Belle whacks her face against the table as hard as she could, trying to knock herself unconscious. But one of the other by standing Soviets with the blue hats constrains the unicorn mare back on the back of the seat with both their arms around her neck. Sugar Belle struggles to break free from the arms of that human. Meanwhile, the decorated Soviet gets out another nail from the pouch.
"Товарищ, нужно более эффективное решение," Said the Soviet constraining Sugar Belle. The decorated Soviet glares at him, then looks at Tirek, then looks at Sugar Belle.
"Если его вещь подходит, это может быть идеей заставить шлюху говорить," The decorated Soviet nodded. He puts the third nail back into his pouch.
"Tirek, come here. We need your assistance to force her to speak up," The decorated Soviet demanded. The centaur walks over to him.
"You understand our language- Изнасиловать ее в самом тесном пространстве," The decorated Soviet instructed.
"I can't- I could kill her before she spits out any information!" Tirek exclaimed.
"Do I have to report back to comrade Beria what I'm about to do and why I've done it?" The decorated Soviet sternly spoke in a quiet tone. He gets out a Nagant Revolver from the front right pocket with his right hand and points it at Tirek, the end touching the centaur's forehead. Tirek thinks carefully, because even if he kills this person which he can easily do, the other 5 Soviets will get him. Tirek, making the wiser decision, backs down. The decorated Soviet puts his Nagant Revolver back into the front right pocket.
"W- Wh- What do you plan to do to me!?" Sugar Belle really doesn't like the sound of where this is going.
"Speak up now or we're gonna force the information out of you!" The decorated Soviet shouted angrily in frustration. Sugar Belle remains quiet, not giving him any reply.
"She must be taught a lesson- *Looks at Tirek* Tirek, get on with it," The decorated Soviet howled. Tirek yanks the chair Sugar Belle is sat on and throws it out the window.
"We're going to have a fag. Make that slut spit out information," The decorated Soviet orders Tirek. The 6 Soviets left the centaur to do his thing. Tirek positions his body so he's above Sugar Belle. The unicorn mare then felt something massive slide in between and stretches her flank cheeks open.
The 6 Soviets are members of the NKVD. They hear ear-piercing screaming from inside the house from Sugar Belle. They all pretend they don't hear the screaming while they put their tobacco onto very fine rolling paper. They are going to enjoy their cigarettes.
"I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING- I'LL TELL YOU ANYTHING!" Sugar Belle's screams from inside the house only got louder and louder.
"Вроде работает товарищи. Она скоро даст нам то, что нам нужно, и мы сможем отправить ее в систему ГУЛАГа," The lead NKVD member of the group stated, the officer, the one with the decorated coat. He gets out a silver lighter from the left pocket of his blue trousers with his left hand. With it he lights the end of the cigarette that he has hold of with the index and middle finger of his right hand. Once lit, he puts the lighter back into the trouser's left pocket. He puts the unlit end of the cigarette into his mouth, breathes in, breaths out a puff of smoke and takes the tip of the cigarette out.
"TAKE IT OUT- TAKE IT OUT OF ME- I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING!" Sugar Belle screamed and begged. But judging by her continued screaming that's growing louder and louder, Tirek is continuing what he had been ordered to by the NKVD officer.
"Чертовски устал от ее криков. Она ответит сейчас. Я возвращаюсь внутрь, чтобы получить информацию. У меня все больше и больше возникает соблазн застрелить шлюху," The NKVD officer muttered. He opens the door and walks back inside the house.
It's not just the NKVD in the area. There's also around 1,000 infantrymen in the area occupying the town. There's also a few T-34-85's, IS-2's and an IS-3 refueling. They're getting their fuel from the fuel transported by some of the Studebaker US6's that was given to the Red Army by the Americans through lend lease during the war. The transport truck became very popular amongst many of those serving the Red Army.
There's also a bigger tank refueling. It also has a pike-nose shaped hull like the IS-3, but it's stronger. It is also longer, taller, wider and has a 130 mm cannon instead of the 122 mm. At the back of the turret of this big tank is more flat compared to the back of the IS-3's turret. It has 9 wheels on each side, the 7 in the middle being the same type on each side, with sturdy tracks going with them. It also has 2 cylinders on the upper part of the rear.
It's not just tanks and trucks, but some artillery pieces, most of which being 2 different pieces. One of them is the M1943 D-1, a 152 mm howitzer. The other common artillery piece in the area is the well-known and renowned Katyusha rocket launchers.
Lastly, surrounding the town are 8 AA defense guns, all of which being 37 mm M1939 (61-K). They each have a crew of 8 men. At each of the 8 AA guns, a full crew of 8 is manning them at all times, incase a group of pegasuses try to do a counterattack.
(In the house)
Tirek had withdrawn from Sugar Belle. The unicorn's flanks are also smeared with blood and some white liquid substances.
"Ready to speak up you slut!?" The NKVD officer spat in Sugar Belle's face.
"I helped them escape west okay! I don't know exactly but that's all I know! Royal Guards took them wherever okay- Please don't make Tirek do it to me again! I beg you- I BEG YOU PLEASE!" Sugar Belle screamed out, her face dampened by tears. The mare glares with her tear-filled eyes at Tirek and the decorated Soviet in disgust. The mare is whimpering in fear, crying in shock at what Tirek did. All of this torture, just to force her to confess, but it worked as she didn't want to endure any more of it.
Then the other 5 NKVD members re-enter the house. They heard the confession being made. Then 3 of them grab hold of her by the mane, one has their left hand clenched tight on that horn. The other one points a Nagant Revolver to the head of Sugar Belle. The NKVD officer yanked the nails out of the hooves he nailed into and uncuffed the mare's forehooves from the table. Then the other 5 NKVD members escort the unicorn mare out of the house.
"You said you'd let me go- YOU SAID YOU'D LET ME GO! YOU SAID YOU'D LET ME GO- LET ME GO- LET ME GGGGOOOOOOO!" Sugar Belle screamed in tears as she struggles in trying to free herself. But it's no use. She gets dragged out of the house, and as far as the matter goes, that's the end of that.
"You notice why that's effective, comrade Tirek? Comrade Beria sees rape as an efficient tool for interrogations for those reasons," The NKVD officer smiled with satisfaction. Tirek had a forced smile on his face.
"I must regroup with the army, comrade. We are marching north, and I must hold the flag," Tirek saluted with his right hand to the NKVD officer.
"Yes, comrade Tirek, go," The NKVD officer saluted back with his right hand to the centaur. Tirek walks out of the house as did the NKVD officer, but the 2 went off in different directions.
Sugar Belle is dragged away from the house she was brutally interrogated in. She is unable to use her magic to escape because of the pain she's in. She had given up fighting back, it was pointless. She let's the Soviets drag her beaten body to wherever.
Sugar Belle is escorted to a truck, a lend-lease Studebaker US6, with added Soviet touches. In the back of the truck are 20 more ponies who had been caught and found by Soviet forces. Half are Royal Guard unicorns, equally as bruised and beaten as Sugar Belle. The other half are some of the town's residents. The unicorn residents are equally beaten, all the pegasuses had both their wings dislocated and the earth ponies are more beaten than the unicorns.
Once Sugar Belle is put in the back of the truck, and the truck's doors slams shut, the engine goes off and the truck starts moving. Everypony in the back knows they're either going to be killed or be made into slaves.
Meanwhile, Sugar Belle is hoping she'll find Big Mac again, even though the chances are very small. The unicorn has been violated to the point she can't go on. Unless the red stallion is alive, Sugar Belle sees no reason to live.
The different residents of the town that were able to escape had split off into groups going in all different directions except eastwards. One group in particular is a group of 3 ponies, them being Double Diamond, Night Glider and Party Favour. Double Diamond is leading.
"Stop," Double Diamond said as he stops walking, Night Glider and Party Favour also pausing.
"I see Soviet tanks ahead," Double Diamond whispered. His talent to spot obstacles ahead saves lives.
"They have us surrounded-"
"SHHHHH!" Night Glider hisses as she hovers and covers Party Favour's mouth with both forehooves. But they see 4 trucks driving over to them. Around 10 Soviet soldiers pour out of the back of the left truck, wearing ushankas or helmets. But each one of them are armed with an SVT 40. Everywhere all around is open space, there's nowhere to hide.
"Alright- We surrender!" Party Favour yelled. One of the soldiers notice magical sparks coming out of the horn.
POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! One of the soldiers open fire on Party Favour. The ice blue unicorn is riddled in multiple bloody wounds. The bullets that exits out the other side takes blood with them. A few bullets went into the head of the unicorn, taking bits of brains put the exit wound and blood. while the soldier who shot takes out the magazine to refill it with some more bullets.
"FLAVOUR!" Night Glider and Double Diamond screams in horror. The dark blue pegasus catches the murdered body that they knew of Party Flavour. The bloodied wounds stains a lot of Party Flavour's fur and skin crimson red. She gently lays the murdered stallion down and looks away, terrified at the bloodied dead body, which is staining the ground.
"Why do you do this!? We done nothing to you! We haven't killed any of you- LET GO! LET GO! LET GO!" Night Glider screamed as 2 of the soldiers had hold of her wings, stretching them out. A fifth one points their SVT 40 at the pegasus. The other 5 pushes Double Diamond with the muzzles of their SVT 40's. The 2 ponies cry for each other.
"Glider!"
"Double!"
Double Diamond is escorted to the truck on the right. Night Glider gulps as she hears him screaming and whacking noises.
"What do you want!? You just killed one of our friends- Hurting- You're monsters!" Night Glider cried out in anger while struggling to get her wings free from the 4 humans. The fifth soldier hits the pegasus with the muzzle of his gun, making the mare stop. The 2 soldiers holding the wings starts twisting them.
"AAGGGHHHHH!" Night Glider screams as the humans dislocated her wings. They finally let go and the pegasus' wings dangle down. She glares at the fifth soldier, who have their armed crossed, not showing a shred of sympathy or even guilt.
Night Glider wanted to punch the soldiers, the only thing stopping her is the fear of ending up like Party Flavour. The soldier doesn't reply back. The 4 soldiers escorts the now crippled pegasus to the truck on the right.
In the back of the truck is are some of the residents of the town. The other 2 trucks that were in the middle likely contain everypony else and the group of Royal Guards too. The attempt to evacuate the town's residents failed. The truck engines are heard starting up and they began moving.
(25 minutes later)
The 4 trucks come to a stop, but the engines stay running. They are surrounded by trees, which provides nice shade, or for something far more sinister. There's also an enormous dig-out hole in the ground, with a pile of dirt infront of it. Behind the pile of dirt is a tractor with a plow. Exiting 2 of the trucks are the 50 Royal Guards, consisting of 15 unicorns and 35 pegasuses. They are made to stand infront of the hole. Then all but one of the trucks then drove off.
Outside the fourth truck, the 10 soldiers gets out of the truck, holding their SVT 40's to their chests. The driver of the truck opens the door and gets out. He is wearing a different uniform to the soldiers. The Royal Guards know what's coming next. The other Soviet is wearing a blue hat.
"Royal Guards, you're all sentenced to death by firing squad," Said the Soviet wearing the blue hat.
"Товарищи! Прицельтесь!" As soon as the command is given, all 10 soldiers takes their SVT 40's off their chests and aims the muzzles of their guns at the 50 Royal Guards, who all closed their eyes. They all have their final words to say, and they'll say it loudly.
"Long live Equstr-"
"ОГОНЬ!" A command is given to the 10 soldiers.
POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW...
The 10 soldiers fire with their SVT 40's at the Royal Guards, bullets ripping into them. They continue until their guns are all out of bullets. The 50 Royal Guards fell into the enormous dug-out hole behind them. The soldiers take out the magazine for their SVT 40 and begun reloading them with bullets. The tractor with the plow then began to drive forwards, pushing a bit of dirt into the dug-out hole below. It is burying what is in effect a mass grave. The tractor continues slowly and carefully pushing the dirt pile, slowly burying the committed atrocity. This isn't the first mass grave of ponies, and certainly won't be the last.