The group were walking towards Henry's office for a drink. Henry and
Hawkeye were up the front, looking forward to the drink, Radar trailing
behind them, Frank and Margaret talking to each other next, and Alex
talking to Trapper and Klinger at the end of the line. The compound seemed
strangely quiet, but Henry dismissed it.
'Probably all at the officer's club,' he said. They were halfway between a military van someone had left on the road and Henry's office, when a bullet hit the ground. Margaret, Klinger, Trapper and Alex ran back to the shelter of the van, while the other four ran to the protection of Henry's office door. Heart beating fast, Alex looked carefully around the side of the van. On the roof of another medical van in the compound was a North Korean. He had a gun slung up on his shoulder and he was watching the area where they had just been very carefully.
'What are we going to do? There isn't anywhere for us to go!' Trapper hissed.
'The closest cover other than this is Henry's office, where the others went in. If we are careful, and quiet, I think we might be able to make it. The main thing is not the panic,' Alex said slowly. 'Got that? Don't panic. Listen to what I tell you, and we'll be fine.'
'I'm the highest ranking officer here!' Margaret exclaimed.
'Ok, Margaret, what do you suggest we do?' Alex asked simply. Margaret stood there, thinking for a minute. 'I have a plan, if you're willing to forget rank, Major,' Alex said. Alex's voice told the three with her not to question what she was doing, but to just do it.
'I'm willing to forget my name, age and home address if you can get us out of this alive,' Trapper said.
'Alright, we're going to arc out from the van slowly, hands on our heads. Hopefully, he should know we don't mean to harm him and he won't shoot us,' Alex said.
'What if we moved the van closer to the building?' Klinger asked.
'He'd shoot the driver as soon as the van was started up,' Alex said. 'Just do it the way I want you to, and we'll be fine.' She lifted her hands in the air, and slowly began to walk out into the open, curving slowly out from the van. Trapper hesitated for a second, but did the same and started to follow her, about a metre between them. Klinger gave Margaret a little shove, and she followed the two out into the open. The sniper watched them carefully, but didn't make a move. Klinger was out from behind the van and they edged along. Alex stopped, and waited until Trapper was level with her. She pushed him in the back, to tell him to keep going.
'Start to curve in towards the door,' she said. From the doorway and windows of Henry's office, watched Henry, Frank, Hawkeye and Radar. No-one dared speak, in case the sniper thought they were planing an attack or something. Alex pushed Margaret and Klinger forwards then began to follow them. As they neared the door, Alex saw the soldiers eyes widen, and he slung his gun up to his shoulder. He was taking aim, and Alex's heart almost stopped. There was a gun shot, and Klinger hit the ground. Trapper and Margaret had made it in before he fired, but Alex threw herself onto the ground beside Klinger and began checking him over quickly. There was a hole in his left shoulder of his pink dress. She ripped the sleeve of the dress off, and checked his shoulder. Blood was everywhere.
'I need help!' Alex yelled, not caring if the sniper went to shoot her. Hawkeye came out. Alex glanced up at the Korean. His gun was hanging down again now, so she turned all her attention back to Klinger.
'What happened?' Alex heard Klinger asked as Hawkeye stopped beside them.
'Don't move. You've been shot in the shoulder, and I want you to lay still. I don't think the Korean though it was very patriotic of you to wear a dress,' Alex whispered.
'We don't have medical supplies in Henry's office. And we're going to have to be very careful in moving him,' Hawkeye said, glancing up at the sniper ever two minutes.
'We'll improvise,' Alex replied. With difficulty, they picked Klinger up, and took him inside, the Korean watching their every movement.
'Probably all at the officer's club,' he said. They were halfway between a military van someone had left on the road and Henry's office, when a bullet hit the ground. Margaret, Klinger, Trapper and Alex ran back to the shelter of the van, while the other four ran to the protection of Henry's office door. Heart beating fast, Alex looked carefully around the side of the van. On the roof of another medical van in the compound was a North Korean. He had a gun slung up on his shoulder and he was watching the area where they had just been very carefully.
'What are we going to do? There isn't anywhere for us to go!' Trapper hissed.
'The closest cover other than this is Henry's office, where the others went in. If we are careful, and quiet, I think we might be able to make it. The main thing is not the panic,' Alex said slowly. 'Got that? Don't panic. Listen to what I tell you, and we'll be fine.'
'I'm the highest ranking officer here!' Margaret exclaimed.
'Ok, Margaret, what do you suggest we do?' Alex asked simply. Margaret stood there, thinking for a minute. 'I have a plan, if you're willing to forget rank, Major,' Alex said. Alex's voice told the three with her not to question what she was doing, but to just do it.
'I'm willing to forget my name, age and home address if you can get us out of this alive,' Trapper said.
'Alright, we're going to arc out from the van slowly, hands on our heads. Hopefully, he should know we don't mean to harm him and he won't shoot us,' Alex said.
'What if we moved the van closer to the building?' Klinger asked.
'He'd shoot the driver as soon as the van was started up,' Alex said. 'Just do it the way I want you to, and we'll be fine.' She lifted her hands in the air, and slowly began to walk out into the open, curving slowly out from the van. Trapper hesitated for a second, but did the same and started to follow her, about a metre between them. Klinger gave Margaret a little shove, and she followed the two out into the open. The sniper watched them carefully, but didn't make a move. Klinger was out from behind the van and they edged along. Alex stopped, and waited until Trapper was level with her. She pushed him in the back, to tell him to keep going.
'Start to curve in towards the door,' she said. From the doorway and windows of Henry's office, watched Henry, Frank, Hawkeye and Radar. No-one dared speak, in case the sniper thought they were planing an attack or something. Alex pushed Margaret and Klinger forwards then began to follow them. As they neared the door, Alex saw the soldiers eyes widen, and he slung his gun up to his shoulder. He was taking aim, and Alex's heart almost stopped. There was a gun shot, and Klinger hit the ground. Trapper and Margaret had made it in before he fired, but Alex threw herself onto the ground beside Klinger and began checking him over quickly. There was a hole in his left shoulder of his pink dress. She ripped the sleeve of the dress off, and checked his shoulder. Blood was everywhere.
'I need help!' Alex yelled, not caring if the sniper went to shoot her. Hawkeye came out. Alex glanced up at the Korean. His gun was hanging down again now, so she turned all her attention back to Klinger.
'What happened?' Alex heard Klinger asked as Hawkeye stopped beside them.
'Don't move. You've been shot in the shoulder, and I want you to lay still. I don't think the Korean though it was very patriotic of you to wear a dress,' Alex whispered.
'We don't have medical supplies in Henry's office. And we're going to have to be very careful in moving him,' Hawkeye said, glancing up at the sniper ever two minutes.
'We'll improvise,' Alex replied. With difficulty, they picked Klinger up, and took him inside, the Korean watching their every movement.