Hawkeye squinted as his eyes met the morning sun. He stretched his arms wide and between a yawn greeted the man appearing next to him.
"Nice work in there Sid…if you're ever in the area, we can always use the help." He finished with another yawn.
"I'll keep that in mind." Sidney replied also stretching. "You look tired Hawk…gonna get some sleep?"
Hawkeye winced at the thought of sleep. "What? You think I forgot the reason why you're here…come on, let's continue our session out of this freaking sun."
As the two started for the officers club, shells started hitting near the compound. Hawkeye grabbed Sidney's shirt and threw him to the ground along with himself. Crowds started racing towards post op. Hawkeye stood up still holding Sidney's shirt and yanked him into post op following the crowd. He yelled for Colonel Potter but there was no reply. He yelled for BJ and still nothing came of it.
Sidney watched each time a shell exploded how everyone except Hawkeye flinched. It was like second nature to him to be calm in a time like this. Sidney then realized Hawkeye still hadn't let go of his shirt.
"Hawk you can let me go now."
"Right sorry Sid, got a little carried away…look I need ya to get a few volunteers and make sure there is no body else stuck anywhere in the compound, I'm gonna find Potter."
Without even waiting for a reply he dashed through the double doors out of Post op.
Shells were hitting closer and closer, the ground was shaking like it never had before.
"Radar…!!!"
"I'm trying sir but the phones are out…sir I think we may need to retreat."
"What is this the Civil War? Where are my officers?"
Just then Hawkeye bolted through the doors with Margaret and Charles.
"Where's Hunnicutt?" Potter yelled over the shelling.
"Don't know Colonel…"
"Listen, we may be getting run over here…tell everyone to try to stay calm. Radar get a driver, I want all the nurses out of here NOW!"
Radar jumped up. "Yes sir, right away sir."
Hawkeye was as calm as ever.
"Charles I need you to rally up all the critical patients and make sure we got enough equipment if we need to bug out."
Charles without hesitation did just that.
"And me sir?"
"Hawkeye, I got a real bad feeling and I knew I could only share it with you…we only get shelled this bad when our boys are being pushed back this way. Looks like we may get stuck in the middle of a damn battle. And the only alternative is to run for it and hope for the best…"
"If that's all we can do sir…"
"It's all we can do…now we'll have to get as many patients into the bus as we can, and pack as many people in as humanly possible. We're heading for the hills." He ended his sentence almost shaking.
"Okay Colonel…I'll rally the troops. We'll be alright…"
The Colonel had never seen Hawkeye so calm before.
He grabbed his picture of Mildred, giving it a kiss he stood up and grabbed his pistol from his desk drawer.
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"Nice work in there Sid…if you're ever in the area, we can always use the help." He finished with another yawn.
"I'll keep that in mind." Sidney replied also stretching. "You look tired Hawk…gonna get some sleep?"
Hawkeye winced at the thought of sleep. "What? You think I forgot the reason why you're here…come on, let's continue our session out of this freaking sun."
As the two started for the officers club, shells started hitting near the compound. Hawkeye grabbed Sidney's shirt and threw him to the ground along with himself. Crowds started racing towards post op. Hawkeye stood up still holding Sidney's shirt and yanked him into post op following the crowd. He yelled for Colonel Potter but there was no reply. He yelled for BJ and still nothing came of it.
Sidney watched each time a shell exploded how everyone except Hawkeye flinched. It was like second nature to him to be calm in a time like this. Sidney then realized Hawkeye still hadn't let go of his shirt.
"Hawk you can let me go now."
"Right sorry Sid, got a little carried away…look I need ya to get a few volunteers and make sure there is no body else stuck anywhere in the compound, I'm gonna find Potter."
Without even waiting for a reply he dashed through the double doors out of Post op.
Shells were hitting closer and closer, the ground was shaking like it never had before.
"Radar…!!!"
"I'm trying sir but the phones are out…sir I think we may need to retreat."
"What is this the Civil War? Where are my officers?"
Just then Hawkeye bolted through the doors with Margaret and Charles.
"Where's Hunnicutt?" Potter yelled over the shelling.
"Don't know Colonel…"
"Listen, we may be getting run over here…tell everyone to try to stay calm. Radar get a driver, I want all the nurses out of here NOW!"
Radar jumped up. "Yes sir, right away sir."
Hawkeye was as calm as ever.
"Charles I need you to rally up all the critical patients and make sure we got enough equipment if we need to bug out."
Charles without hesitation did just that.
"And me sir?"
"Hawkeye, I got a real bad feeling and I knew I could only share it with you…we only get shelled this bad when our boys are being pushed back this way. Looks like we may get stuck in the middle of a damn battle. And the only alternative is to run for it and hope for the best…"
"If that's all we can do sir…"
"It's all we can do…now we'll have to get as many patients into the bus as we can, and pack as many people in as humanly possible. We're heading for the hills." He ended his sentence almost shaking.
"Okay Colonel…I'll rally the troops. We'll be alright…"
The Colonel had never seen Hawkeye so calm before.
He grabbed his picture of Mildred, giving it a kiss he stood up and grabbed his pistol from his desk drawer.
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