The Tell It Like It Isn't Raid
By; AliasCWN
Chapter 10
The three privates made their way through the camp looking for a certain tent. On a base of this size there were a lot of tents and they all looked alike. Luckily they had had the foresight to check with someone who knew and got the number of the tent they sought. The sun beat down on them as they walked and they hurried to get out of the heat.
"This is it." One of them called as they reached a tent that blended in with all of the others.
"Are you sure? It looks empty."
"Maybe he's not in there." The third man suggested.
"The guy I asked saw him go in there and he hasn't come out. He's in there."
"Okay, do we call him or do we just go in?"
"I'm not going in without letting him know we're coming." The first man responded. "We'll knock on the tent, if he's in there he'll hear us."
The cautiously approached the tent where one of them reached over to knock on the canvas wall. Before he could touch the doorframe the flap parted and a head appeared in the doorway.
"Hey, hi. What are you guys up to?"
"Looking for Hitchcock." The leader of the trio announced.
"Come on in. He's asleep but we can wake him."
"Are you sure?" One of the trio asked.
"I'm sure." Tully answered. "He's been asleep for a while and he was complaining earlier about being bored."
"We don't want to bother him."
"What's going on Tully?" Hitch's voice carried from inside of the tent.
Tully stepped aside to let the three privates into the tent. "Some of your friends are here to visit."
"Hey." Hitch called when he saw them. "When did you get back to base?"
"This afternoon." The leader of the trio answered. "We've been reassigned. Captain Olsen gave us some time to relax before we move on to our next base."
"I'm glad you stopped by to say hi." The blond smiled brightly.
"Oh, we didn't come to say hi." One of the men answered. One of his buddies hit him in the ribs with his elbow.
"What he means," the leader explained, "is that we came to say hi, and to ask if you want to go for a beer."
Hitch tried to hide a smile. "Sure, a beer sounds good. How about you Tully, could you use a beer?"
"Sure, a beer sounds good."
"And I'm buying." Hitch insisted.
"We were hoping you'd say that." The leader of the trio laughed. "We just didn't know how to remind you of your promise without sounding, you know, like we felt entitled."
"You are entitled." The blond assured them. "You were the only ones willing to drive those trucks. That should mean something; and you should at least get a beer out of it."
"Oh, we're getting more than that." Another of the trio bragged. "Captain Olsen put our names in for commendations."
"Good for you." Hitch praised. "Now we really have something to celebrate."
"You mean surviving isn't enough to celebrate?" The third man asked.
"We'll celebrate that first, and then we'll have another round to celebrate your commendations." Hitch promised.
Tully rolled his eyes and followed the others out of the tent. It sounded to him as if he might have to do a little bit of rescuing if they kept finding things to celebrate.