“But I knew how bad that hurt her, and how deeply personal she took it.  Only made it worse that she had family in Ironshod.  Whole thing just about tore her apart…”  He nickered behind his helmet.  “Damn thing was, the zebras came out with armor-piercing ammo a few months later anyways.  Not as effective as an anti-machine rifle at taking down my fellow Rangers, but a well placed round from a rifle could punch through a Ranger’s helmet.”

SteelHooves looked me over until his visored gaze stopped on Little Macintosh in its holster.  “Truth is, with AP ammunition that gun could do it.  Little Macintosh is possibly the most powerful firearm of its size,” a touch of nostalgia crept into his voice.  “Designed with the kind of buck to the teeth that only a mare like Applejack could handle easily.”

Fallout: Equestria Chapter 23