Another Chapter of Bugout! from my story blog.
Originally posted on Scagsdale's Tales:
The Humvee drove up to the front of the park. Hilda ran down the stairs and over to the gate to meet them and let them in. She looked inside. It was just the Major, one of the privates, and somebody laying down in the back.
“Hi,” the Major said. “Hilda, right?”
“Yes, Major. Do you have wounded?”
“Yes, my Lieutenant. Is there a doctor nearby?”
“Yes, I can get one here in just a few minutes. I’ll go call him. You can pull over by the clubhouse. We have a stretcher in there.”
“Thanks so much,” he said, and he drove forward and parked. He got out as Frank, Jerry, and Charlie came running over.
“You alright, Major Hobbs?” asked Frank.
“No, I’m not alright. We took a real beating back there,” he said.
“How badly is the Lieutenant wounded?”
“Looks like he’ll recover, but he’s lost a fair…
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