February 24, 2012 3:06:24 AM EST
"SHIT!" i rush in to help him. when we get the car off him we see he's got a leg missing. "okay, someone put that on some ice. we need to get him to the sick bay before he bleeds out. dammit, i think it severed the femoral artery." i hold my shirt on his stump tightly, so much blood seeping through, my hands are almost completely submerged in the red liquid. i grab a nearby piece of scrap metal & get it red hot. i press it to the mangled flesh, cauderizing it. after about 10 minutes of driving, we get to the barracks. "Sergeant, we have wounded!" "i thought we were using stunners." "we were. he slid into a pile of demolished cars." "okay, we need someone to get the head surgeon. we're going to need the best we have if we're to save his leg." the surgeon came in & after 2 hours of surgery, he was weak, but alive. we managed to avoid the worst this time, but next time we likely won't be so lucky.
