The Deployment Notice

16.

The infirmary was chaos. To be fair, Buck was pretty sure that having this many of them here was not a common occurrence. There was enough tables for all of them though, so Buck supposed that something like this had to have happened at some point. That or they'd at least had the foresight to plan for it perhaps.

Either way, there was still only just Marco wheeling himself around like crazy trying to triage all 16 of them. Buck watched him give everyone cursory once overs and moving on, trying to get an idea of who could wait and who couldn't. Three of the men were sent back to their cells immediately seeing as they'd somehow managed to escape the ordeal with nothing more than a couple bruises. The other thirteen of them got triaged though.

When it was Buck's turn he tapped out a quick, 'I can wait' So Marco didn't waste any time on him. Not when there were others much worse off than him. Marco pursed his lips, not liking it and not wanting to trust Buck's evaluation of his own state. Which was honestly fair enough, he'd earned his reputation in that regard. Still, Marco let it go, knowing from his evaluations of some of the others that Buck really wasn't his most critical patient.

Marco wheeled off and started working on the more serious cases, and Buck just took the time once again to watch. They were so close, so close to being free of this place and to going back home. Rescue was coming soon, either tonight or tomorrow if his timing was right, they just had to hold on a little bit longer. Then Buck just had to make sure that Marco made it out with the rest of them.

Buck couldn't see a lot of what Marco was actually doing, but he saw enough to know that quite a few stitches were being given. He grimaced in sympathy with the other men who'd met that fate, stitches could feel brutal, especially with nothing as far as painkillers went in this place. Though, judging by the sluggish yet steady bleeding he had, he was fairly certain he'd be meeting the same fate as the others when it came to stitches.

It wasn't exactly quiet, there were the ever present sounds of pain that were always in any infirmary, but Buck had spent enough time in various places like this that he wasn't exactly too on edge. Plus, no one was getting rolled out in a body bag, so it seemed Marco's attempts were all successful. He really did question how they thought only one medic would be enough when they set up this whole operation. But hey, it was probably for the better right now, at least he didn't have any more people to worry about.

Time ticked by slowly. A couple more people were rolled out of the infirmary, including Sammy. Hassan, Asif, and Mic were still here though, and he expected Hassan would be here for a while due to the extent of his injuries. The rest of them stood a decent chance at getting out of the infirmary tonight though.

Marco had finished stabilizing the more serious patients and had started moving onto the rest of them. Buck watched as he stitched up two other men who just had some deeper scratches. The third one had a nasty gash on his forehead that'd been steadily bleeding through the bandage Marco had hastily taped on when assessing them.

Then it happened. Suddenly the room was shaking and there was a distant boom of mortar making contact with another part of the structure. The whole infirmary went still at that, silence reigning for a moment. Then there was another boom and more shaking. It was time, they were being rescued finally.

Two of the three guards hurried out of the room, and Buck looked over to Marco who was already staring at him. Buck didn't do anything, didn't so much as let a muscle twitch, just staring back evenly and hoping that would be enough of an answer for now.

"Get back to work!" The guard shouted, accent thick, and the moment was broken.

Marco went back to the stitches he was giving the man, doing his best to quickly patch the man up enough to move on while the room was still shaking at random intervals. Buck really hoped they knew which parts of the compound they were hitting and that they weren't going to accidentally cave in the ceiling above the infirmary. That would really fucking suck, especially since they were so close to freedom.