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" Bah, i already checked...he is living...." He sighs and lights a cigarette. " I guess you can patch him up...I was never good at medics." He relaxes his grip on his Galil, but continues to look around, fearing that someone else heard the gunshot. Suddenly, three figures emerge from the bushes, guns at the ready.

 

"OY WHO ARE YOU!!!" Mistlav yells.

"Anarchist, lawbreakers, and freedom fighers." The man laughs. "Tolik, its you!!!!" Mistlav yells. He jogs over and clasps his hand. "Man, I haven't seen you since you went off to fight at the border!"

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"Nina, help me haul him back to the fire.... I need light to work on him. Mistlav.... Do you or your..... friends have an extra smoke? My hands are shaking too much to work on him, I need something to calm the nerves."

 

Back at the fireside:

"Holy s**t! I don't see how he can possibly still be alive! He's got so many gashes. He's lost a lot of blood and seems to have shrapnel or the remains of bullets in two places...." Cleaning the gashes with vodka and suturing them back together, Flogging works shakily. Removing the shrapnel, he cleans and dresses the remaining wounds. After tying up a tourniquet around the worst of the bleeding (that can be safely stemmed with a tourniquet), Flogging drew a pint of his own blood and hooked it up to a makeshift IV consisting of: the branch of a tree, a section of surgical tubing, a syringe, and an old bag. Sticking the IV in the man's arm, Flogging turned to the others and said, "It's crude, but it'll help the guy out a bit... I just hope he regains conciouness in a couple hours......"

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Mislav walks back to the camp, laughing and joking with the three freedom soldiers. "Guys!!!! These are the freedom guys that I wanted you to meet. This guy is Tolik." he motions to the man next to him. "He's probably one of the smartest guys in the zone besides those eggheads." Tolik bows in a joking manner. "Those two buffoons back there are Shifty and Borov. Not many people can match their shooting. We call him shifty because...well...he's shifty i guess. Was in a little cottage when a few bloodsuckers attacked and his buddy Seriy just got...well...you get the idea."

 

Mistlav sees how bad the condition of the man is and sighs. "Another one taken by the zone...I'ts sad...Oh and yea, i do have an extra cig." Mistlav tosses Floggin a pack. "I found another half full pack on one of the stiffs." He motions to the pile of dead bandits.

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Mistlav shrugs. "Bah, only about a hundred or so RU. That will barely get me fed for the day." He sits down and pulls out a can of soup and a pot from his backpack. "I found a few cooking supplies, thats about it. Anyone want soup?"

 

Seriy and the other two Freedom soldiers stand up. "I would love to join you, but I have to go get some more ammo for our heavy machine gunners at the border. Damn muntants...Anyways, keep in radio contact Mistlav."

 

"Can do. So, any of you want some food?" He says as he pours the soup into a pan and sifts it over the fire.

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