- Why are you here? - Asked the man. The girl seemed to hesitate, She put her right leg close to her chest. - A grenade exploded right in my nest. A piece of wood is stuck in my leg. - She explained quickly; indeed trickles of blood were staining her pants.
- Holy Dooley! -
- I was looking for a place to rest and ... -
She had no time to finish the sentence that the excruciating pain flooded his leg. The girl moaned, trying not to cry, and he knew it. He put down the Kukri and gently lifted her leg, cut the fabric of her pants and raised it as slowly as possible. Indeed the splinters were embedded in the her flesh.
- You need a Medic. - He said, taking her in his arms. The girl was shocked, she thought he would kill her or something like that. He took her in his nest, laying her on a "bed" made of blankets.
- We'll wait until the battle ends. If we leave now we can consider o'selves already dead. - The girl nodded, closed his eyes and tried not to think about the pain. Were more than twenty minutes. Too much. He was worried, she could hold out for so long? The girl began to breathe regularly, this meant that she was asleep. He turned to the body which was resting at his feet and laid down his Rifle. Tied to the wrist she had a handkerchief with embroidered on "Alexia", probably his name, wearing the uniform of the Sniper.
- You thought I would have killed you, right? - He put a hand on his forehead as if he was thinking. - I thought so too, but I just can not. Why? -