The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Night on Lake 12, Lake Santa Margarita

When I returned to the office, a man was dying.

The soldier without legs pants.

“Lieutenant, can't you save me?" ”

Winter holds his hand.

“I'm sorry, Paige. ”

Soldier, Stan Page was the machine gun shooter in the fireplace. At the end of the battle, mortar shells ripped out below the knees. Several other fragments were embedded. The medic has prepared a lethal dose of morphine. It was winter. It was the commander's role.

Page is blurry.

“That's enough. ”

“What?”

“Lieutenant, I thought, if I went with you, you wouldn't die. ”

“ ……. ”

“It's cold, it hurts. ”

The soldier was closest to the fire. There was a mother and a medic on the other side. The mother weeps like a soldier. Not when she's sick. She lies there, staring at the soldier and weeping. Medics turn the mother's face to the front.

Jeffrey asked.

“Hey, Paige. Is there anything you want to say...? ”

“I want to die, I don't want to. ”

My pale lips tingle. His eyes are open. He's already looking far away.

Winter injected morphine. One by one, one by one. The soldier's face relaxes. I lost my strength in my hands.

“Mmm-hmm... ”

Slow, steady breaths over a few minutes. It slows down, fades away, and disappears completely. It was like death falling asleep.

There was only one body bag. The second victim was covered only by the deception she was wearing. Now lay the third victim by his side. My colleagues took a brief nod. I save my tears. There are also prayers of some civilians. After returning to base, there will be plenty of time.

There's still gunfire outside the window. Occasionally, there was a loud noise. However, the frequency gradually decreases. Very faintly, it was like a mixture of screams and monsters. It won't be long now.

Winter calls the medic to a quiet corner.

“White. How's the mother? ”

“The contractions started shortly after the war. It is now estimated that the opening of the uterus is now open. ”

“How long will it take? ”

“I honestly don't know. ”

The medic who had never made an expressionless face revealed heavy fatigue as people disappeared around him. He stops for dry cleaning. I washed my hands thoroughly in boiling water and sterilized them separately. He clenches his fist, closes his eyes, sighs and continues.

“I'm not a doctor. Sam Houston's training was complete, but none of it was gynecological. Taking a bullet from a baby is a completely different area……. ”

Port Sam Houston was the location of the U.S. Army Medical School. Medical training courses conducted here will be conducted at the Paramedic level upon completion. Winter nods.

“I see. I understand. ”

“When it comes to maternity support, all I know is what I picked up in the medical regiment. You have to act like you don't know anything. I'm the only one they believe in. ”

“ ……. ”

“Damn it! I'm afraid I'm going to ruin everything. I get dizzy every time I'm asked what to do or what to do. I'd rather be hanging out with mutants. ”

The Mac has been disconnected for a moment. Winter waited quietly. Sometimes you just need to listen.

The breath of a dead crier cleanses the roughened breath, and White says it again.

“She's in a lot of bad shape. His temperature is 38 degrees. He's taking risks, he's giving him antibiotics, but they're not working yet. He's lost a lot of muscle because he hasn't eaten properly. I wonder if my uterus is going to contract properly. It's hard to imagine what malnutrition and infection might do to the fetus. There's a good chance it'll be obstructed. Both maternal and fetal are... difficult. I'm not confident in making an incision in an emergency. Besides, she won't be able to cope with the bleeding. ”

Inhibited moaning, I hear. The mother was in pain. My husband massaged hard. For hours, I was powerless in every move. But it won't stop. I was desperate.

The medic was thinking about a difficult thing to say. It was the principle of giving up on the hopeless. Just like Stan Page made it easy to die.

I looked into his eyes, read his mind, and winter eased my worries.

“I'll do my best. Never mind the consequences. I can't give up. That's a civilian out there. We're soldiers.”

“…… Phew, got it. God help us.”

“Ah, White. ”

Winter stopped the medics from turning back.

“A mutant group will be approaching shortly. Even if we lure them the other way, there should be no light here. Will you be able to use the night vision for the rest of the process? ”

The medic's face distorts. Frustrated. At least your head nods.

“I'll try. But what if we put out the lights now? ”

“Let's collect some combat food heating packs and heat up the water. ”

Winter immediately instructed the platoon members. Pull out the cabinet drawers, bring in water, and fill them with heat packs. Approximately 300 fever packs came out of the thirty-third day combat rations.

Keep one pack close to boiling for at least 20 minutes. If water is put back, it rises lower than before, but to a hot temperature. If I divided it by the right amount, it was enough to last until morning.

To the soldiers who measure the amount to be used, winter says.

“Don't spare it now. Once you've turned up the temperature, it shouldn't be too hard to maintain. ”

“I understand.”

Close all the windows to the riverside that you left open to smoke out. Once the windows are dimmed with water vapor, it will be difficult to peer inside the darkened building, even if it is a nocturnal reinforced paper.

Geoffrey approaches winter. Listen once outside, then say.

“Captain Harris may already be dead……. Hah, you deserve it. What are you going to do now? Turn off the lights and wait quietly for things to get out of hand? ”

“No. It's hard to be quiet. I have a mother. No matter how noisy the river is and the weather is, it's dangerous if any of them has bright ears. I'm going out there to lure him in. If you have visible goals, you won't focus on the slightest noise. They'll mess themselves up. ”

“Seduction? That's really dangerous. ”

“That's not true. I intend to take him across the river. ”

“Ah.”

Upstream Salinas is about 10 meters wide. Given the rougher flow rates through the opening of the dam's water gates, the variations are not as wide as they should be. Depending on the variety's enhancement grade, you may be able to surpass it.

‘I guess it's just one or two. ’

At that point, I have the ability to do something about it. If it's like a ghoul, I'll blow your head off before you land. I don't think it's anything to worry about, Winter said.

“Tell them to hang some for the soldiers outside. Let him cross in a minute. ”

“Less...... It'll be easier than before. How many will you take this time? ”

“One squad. Jeffrey's got it covered. ”

“No, that's not a problem, just one more squad? I don't know when the mutants will show up on the other side... Why don't you take some more? I heard you almost got buried alive on your way in. ”

Winter leans in.

“Did Elliot tell you?... You heard me. It had nothing to do with the size of the troops. ”

“Just in case. ”

“Do as I say. It'll be okay. First of all, protecting civilians comes first. ”

“Why don't I leave? I get teased as a squadron leader who plays around all the time. ”

“I can't because I can't. ”

“No, what are you doing to me? ”

Whining at a serious joke, Jeffrey no longer stalled. You radio in to instruct the external border troops, spread the word, and prepare the troops for deployment.

Prior to departure, you will need to reagreet the rendezvous point of your movements and non-return.

It was time to face the civilians. They don't know the situation yet. I'm just guessing. People stay in the dark for a long time, so the less anxiety they have, the better. You can't have panic attacks. This was also the role of winter.

“So, the lieutenant is trying to lure you in? ”

Following the explanation, the old man who ambushed the sheriff asked. Winter agrees.

“Yes, there is a confrontation between Captain Harris and a mutant group over the eastern ridge. I think it's almost over when I hear it. In fact, the terrain here is not so good. Upriver Salinas to the west, dam to the north and lake to the east. ”

“You mean there's a good chance the mutants will roam here. Is there any chance Captain Harris won? ”

This time it was Kathleen, the sheriff. Winter nodded again.

“There were so many variants. Captain Harris was hopeless. It's a good thing the rest of the fight is heading south, but it's gonna be hard to expect. That's why we need a decoy. ”

One hand rises from the crowd, a little distance from the sheriff. A hot bearded man. My clothes were very loose.

“So we're just supposed to wait here? ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“You're not going to abandon us? ”

“No way. I'm only taking a handful of people out. The rest of the troops will stay with you. I need you to trust me. ”

The boy made a gentle smile. Even for those who had reached their limit, the smile of a renowned young officer was appealing. Nevertheless, there is a new voice, a sweet question.

“Now that there are no mutants, can you even get across the river? I mean, somewhere safer! ”

“Ma'am, it's freezing outside. A lot of people don't seem to be able to move right now. ”

“We're fine! ”

She said loudly. The scope of 'us’ was clear. Some didn't like it, but remained silent.

Winter did not look at the offended side. But the last thing I ask is for it.

“Keep your voice down. There might be a group of stragglers nearby. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

It wasn't a sorry face. I feel nervous. This is different from the selfishness I had sharpened.

The sheriff, and her and her old friend, have a sneak peek of anger. Kathleen puts her finger on the trigger. He looked at the boy officer. He seemed to be unconscious of his actions.

‘I can't tell you to kill everyone who's not noble. ’

How much responsibility can one cannibal take before Asa?

It was rare for a boy to think that someone's sin was entirely his responsibility.

The intermittent shooting stops outside the window. This sense of combat overlaps with a map of memorization. Estimated time remaining for winter. The error range is large. It is not unusable.

“I can't afford to talk long. I need you to make my decision right now. If you don't believe me, I can't protect you. Please cooperate.”

“But Lieutenant! It's not fair that multiple people risk their lives for one person! ”

“This anomaly interferes with the mission. Bon voyage, ma'am. Everyone's in danger.”

As the sound of winter changed, the woman clammed her mouth. Tears come to my eyes. I close my eyes with a palm book around my chest.

“I'll put out the fire. because it's hard for mutants to see the light. It will be dark and long, but please remain calm. I'll let you live. ”

The burning fires have still poured cold water. Aaaaah! The steam is rising. It smelled like charcoal.

Six infrared lights were placed around the mother. When I try to put more, the medic, White, refuses. Night vision puts a burden on your eyes. Even if it's too bright, I can't help caring for my mother.

Sergeant Liverman brought the map to the boy officer.

“I've discussed it with the platoon commander and devised a route and rendezvous, but what do you think? ”

“Well……. That's okay. Let's keep going. ”

There's nothing to touch. Winter is acceptable. You draw it exactly as it is on your map. Ugh, Zec, Zec. It ends quickly with the correction of the Reading Method. Jeffrey then approaches.

“Elliot's squad has suffered heavy losses, so they've decided to send Hernandez's squad instead. There were seven of them. They handed me a rocket and a machine gun, just in case. I don't think it's going to work here anyway. ”

“Great. Depending on the size of the variants, we can sweep them away on the terrain. Where is everybody? ”

“Doha is preparing. All you have to do is go. ”

Before leaving, a few men dropped the boy off. Only Geoffrey and Liverman pray for the weight. Among the civilians, a pair of sheriffs and old men follow them outside the door. Two soldiers behind them, just in case. Winter was about to send the two of them in.

“Why is it raining on purpose? ”

The old man looks at the blood stains on the face of winter and says,

“Lieutenant, I must tell you this. ”

“What……? ”

“Thank you for your dedication. Truly. And...... I'm sorry you have to fight like this at your age. ”

It was a greeting I had heard since the Silver Star Commendation Ceremony. It was a journal at the time, so it's probably the first time in any sense. Winter asks.

“What's your name? ”

“Chapman, Douglas Chapman. ”

“Thank you for your support, Mr. Chapman. ”

Winter shook hands with the old man.

The sheriff bowed instead of shaking his hand. You must still be tired, but it was hard to find and theft. Winter salutes and says to her,

“Don't hate people so much. Then the whole world will hate you. It's an experience story, so don't listen to it. ”

Kathleen looks very embarrassed. Winter made me smile.

“Go ahead.”

And he looks at the soldiers.

The door closes, and a sound locks. Turning their heads, the preachers of the flashing lightning and the white, plague upon the black shadow of the ridge.

Winter turns to the soldiers waiting for you. It was time for the dawn to go deeper.

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