Fall of Cleveland: Rain of Ruin

>You are the commanding general of III Corps.
>The cordon system has worked fairly well, but another problem has arisen.
>There are so many fluffies in the area, their shit is becoming hazardous.
>Since nobody but their creators understand how their internals work, god only knows what comes out of their asses.
>The EPA and CDC say they could ruin the water table and spread all sorts of hellish diseases.
>They have literally become a living plague.
>You have exhausted basically every option you have.
>The microwave tanks and tear gas leave corpses to rot, which really pisses off the CDC.
>Regular tanks are becoming unwieldy, and can't blast the ponies to vapor fast enough.
>Helicopter gunships don't carry enough ordnance.
>And Russia and China combined wouldn't have enough infantry to quell a herd like this.
>Therefore, Northern Command is drawing up a new plan.
>Since all the evacuees are long gone, you may as well let the big dogs off the chain.
>The plan calls for a massive air bombardment, killing as many fluffies as possible.
>They're going to turn north central Ohio into a lunar landscape.
>To this end, every single available bomber aircraft unit has been attached to First Air Force.
>The 2nd, 5th, and 307th Bomb Wings will be bringing their B-52Hs.
>The 7th and 28th Bomb Wings will be bringing their B-1Bs.
>And the 509th and 137th Bomb Wings will be bringing their B-2As.
>Beyond this, every bomb-capable fighter will be fitted with incendiary weapons.
>Yes, you'll have to undertake a massive clean-up later, but rebuilding an entire region is going to create a ton of jobs.
>And sure, there will be a lot of smoke wafting around.
>However, it is a conventional attack, and the only things stronger than this you could use are Minuteman III ICBMs or nerve gas.
>The President is probably not going to let you nuke the city, and you can't wait for winter to thin the megaherd.
>The call begins.
>You, along with Northern Command's combatant commander, present the plan to the Secretary of Defense and the Joint Chiefs.
>They balk at it at first until the CDC Director comes in, explaining that fluffy feces could be a bioweapon.
>It's certainly ruining the rivers and lakes, if they haven't already filled up with fluffy corpses.
>The living ponies, in fact, might prove to be less of a problem than the dead.
>The EPA guys arrive and bring reports about how badly Lake Erie is being damaged by the runoff of dead fluffies and shit.
>The Secretary asks how bombing them will make that better.
>You chime in.
“If they're burned to powder, nature can take care of the rest.”
>He admits that this is a valid point.
>The commanding general of First Air Force speaks next.
>He explains that every available offensive aircraft in the United States has been put on standby to participate in this operation.
>No planes have been recalled from overseas operations, or moved from European bases.
>The rest of NATO, therefore, is happy with the whole idea.
>Of course they are; it's not their land that's about to get bomb-fucked.
>Northern Command talks about the weapons they'd like to use.
>Factories are pumping out third generation 'napalm' as fast as they can.
>The inventory of obsolete dumb bombs is going to be taken care of.
>Old bomb designs are even being brought back, such as an updated version of the World War II M-69.
>The pros and cons of such a massive attack are argued.
>This would certainly make Cleveland uninhabitable.
>It already is.
>The local environment would be obliterated.
>It's well on its way.
>We don't know that their feces contains diseases.
>We also don't know that it doesn't, because the company won't release the fine details of their guts.
>The Secretary seems worried about the chance of accidents.
>Department of Energy is brought onto the call.
>They're talking about Perry Nuclear, choked with fluffy ponies and fast approaching a Fukushima-style disaster.
>It's a huge cluster-fuck all around, but the Secretary still seems hesitant.
>The Joint Chiefs Chairman finally asks the ultimate question.
>What if the megaherd leaves Cleveland?
>Faced with the prospect of having this discussion again, the Secretary heaves a big sigh.
>He agrees to take the plan to the President.
>The call ends, so you go back to monitoring the cordon.
>It's still holding.  The number of fluffy ponies inside of it are incalculable.
>Two hours pass before you and Northern Command are summoned back to the situation room.
>The Secretary is joined this time by two more Secretaries, Energy and Homeland Security.
>DHS says that they can't possibly do another Cleveland-style evacuation right now.
>DoE says that the situation at Perry is getting out of hand.
>The fluffy ponies need to be cleared or thinned out so people can get in there and assess it.
>Finally, the Secretary of Defense says that they have all spoken with the President.
“What was his response, sir?”
>”We have no choice.  Perry is off limits, but level everything else.”