BANG!
All of Blue team almost jumped out of their skin.
BANG!
"Oh my god!" panicked Caboose.
"Gunshots!" hissed Tex.
Picking up their guns and rifles, Blues came running out, aiming wherever the enemy may be hiding.
"Shit! Lopez had better shot Sarge! We need the medic!" grumbled Church.
"Why?" asked Tucker. "It's not like he's done anything for us."
"Shit! Lopez had better shot Doc!"
Soon the Blue team was spaced out in the canyon, shouting for Sarge and Doc.
"Sarge! Doc! Where are you!"
That is, until Church heard a faint yelling over their own. "Over… here! … Goddamnit!"
"Sarge?"
They immediately ran towards where they heard the voice, and found Doc lying dead on the ground near the cliff at the back of the Blue base, and Sarge hanging for his dear life at some twig near the top. Though the man looked about as energetic as a rookie soldier, it was obvious by the way he was cringing that he had been shot as well.
"Oh no! Bad doctor!" Gasped Caboose, seeing blood seep out onto the ground past the cracked armor, "you're dead…"
Tex pushed the Caboose out of the way, and crouched down, checking for his pulse and wounds.
"He has a bullet wound on his shoulder, but I think it's the fall that's killed him," said Tex.
"What was he doing up there?" shouted Church.
"He said he needed ta go to the toilet!" Sarge shouted back. "And he decided ta use the Bluetard's idea!"
"Tucker did it."
"No I didn't! He just said it was your-"
"Are you Dangnabbits goin' to stand there all day or-" The twig Sarge was holding onto started tearing. "-Get me the fuck outta here!"
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