Margaret and Hawkeye climbed out of the back of the ambulance and waved their thanks as the driver drove off. A medic from the aid station came running up to them.
"Let's get you inside and we can take a look at that leg." The medic said, pointing to the bandage on Hawkeye's leg.
"We're actually trying to get back to our unit, the 4077th M*A*S*H. I'm Captain Pierce and this is Major Houlihan." Hawkeye said. He rather have BJ, the Colonel, or even Winchester look at his let. He would trust them with his life.
"Pierce and Houlihan? Thank God you're alive! But sir, are you sure you don't want me to look at your leg? It will only take a minute." The medic inquired. "Then we can see about getting you back to the 4077th." Hawkeye sighed.
"Fine, but I'm telling you, as a doctor, its fine." Hawkeye followed the medic over to their work area. The medic cleaned the wound, stitched it up and put a new bandage on it. Hawkeye had to admit that once he was finished, his leg did feel better. Once he was finished, the medic led them outside to a waiting helicopter. Over the noise of the rotor, the medic shouted,
"Because you're technically wounded and our worst case at the moment," the medic yelled, gesturing to the empty space around them, "You qualify for a helicopter ride! Figured it would be faster than a jeep! I didn't tell the 4077th you were coming, just requested a copter! Figured you'd want the fun of the surprise! Now you two take care of yourselves!" Margaret and Hawkeye yelled their thanks to the medic than ran around to the other side of the helicopter and buckled themselves in. Motioning to the pilot that they were ready, they waved their thanks to the medic, then they were taking off and flying over Korea.