Chapter 13: Twentieth Floor Trouble
"Help," Lieutenant Kevin said into the radio, in a voice that was a bit high pitched. "Please?"
The members of Operation Syringe stared out of the hospital windows at the six tanks and four jeeps that had just pulled up.
"I really don't think we can, like, get all of them," Nazz said, a worried expression on her face. "I mean, I'm not scared or anything, but that's a lot of firepower."
"You're not scared?" Kevin said. "Hell, you're braver than I."
The radio crackled. "What? What is it?" Mandy's voice said.
"What do you mean 'what is it?'!" Double Dee screamed, snatching the radio from his superior officer. "Look at the radar I spent hours building and you tell me what it is!"
"Chill out," the radio crackled. "We had to turn the radar power down because of the brownouts. Let me turn it back up."
There was a moment of silence. Then, "Oh. Umm. . . let me get the General."
There was another moment of silence before Eddy's voice came back. "Can you get out of there?" Eddy said, his voice calm. The operatives had no idea that at the base, Eddy's lip was badly bleeding because of how hard he was biting it. He knew that he had to keep his cool—a panicked leader was no help.
"Negative, General. I," he gulped. "I. . . believe that we are lost."
"I don't think so, Sergeant. What are the Nazi's dong?"
"They're talking. And now they're pointing at our car. Umm. . . I think they know it wasn't there earlier. Now one of them is pointing at the hospital doors."
"Oh crap."
"Yes."
"Everybody get to the top floor," Eddy said. "Hurry!"
"But what if they want to blow up the hospital?"
"They won't. They already killed everyone in there, now they'll want to take all of the medical supplies and maybe use the facilities that are already there, instead of having to build or import their own. Now GO!"
They needed no further encouragement, especially since a New Nazi soldier was climbing the steps that led to the hospital doors. They tore across the lobby through the stairwell door that was located next to the elevator. Every set of stairs was separated in the Peach Creek City Hospital—to go to the third floor you would have to go up the fist set of stairs, get out in the second floor, and go through another door to reach the stairs that would take you to the third floor. This worked to their advantage, since because of this somewhat unusual setup a soldier could not peek through the door on the first floor and look up to see people climbing ten stories higher.
They were on the fourteenth floor, going through the stairwell door to the fifteenth before they finally slowed to a walk. When they finally were on top of the roof, double Dee collapsed, panting. "Oh, dear," he said. "Curse my non-muscular legs."
"I don't think coming on to the roof was a good idea."
"What are you talking about," Kevin replied. "Of course it was. Why would the New Nazi's come on the roof?"
"I don't know, but there's no where to hide if they do."
At that moment, twenty stories below, an officer pointed at the hospital and said in his native German tongue, "Fire!"
A/N:Mein Gott, I am an asshole. Two cliffhanger endings in a row! You must all hate me.