Lay Your Love

Chapter 9: Horrible news, great meeting

Tom crossed his arms and groaned. "Ughh!" This was so boring, there was a special type of hell for people like Randall and Hillary. And Tom would make sure of it. If it hadn't been Tom having to be stuck in a new medical bay and getting "help" then he'd be long gone. But for his new friends and Hillary's sake, he obliged. But this? This was living hell. Who knew planning out maps would be this boring?.

Both Hillary and Randall turn their heads from the map and onto Tom who was slowly gliding off of the table. "OI bastard sit up straight and pay attention!" Randall angrily commanded as Tom jolted up but muttered a "lame" under his breath, sitting up with a slouched position. Hillary patted Tom on the back and pointed at the map. "Son, have you caught on atleast?" Tom fumbled with his answer. "Uh we are in Spain now?" He answered with an unsure look, Hillary frowned and Randall slapped his face and dragged his face downwards. "No, We are in France but we are closer to Spain." Randall explained and Tom gave them a weird look.

"What?" Hillary asked. "This? This is France?" Tom asked as he got up and looked out of the tent. "Yeah, after the fifth red army attack, this place looks like a waste or abandoned land but it's a great place for us army folks" Randall explained. "And now that we were commanded not to engage with the reds we need a waste land like this. The red army usually doesn't come and check these places" Randall went on. "But, wouldn't they send out the sentiels or other search bots they have? If they dont wanna risk their soldiers" Tom questioned. "Well that would be the case, but fortunately the Red leader has been going around making more deals and as paranoid as that man is now. He doesn't realize yet that he's giving us a chance by commanding more soldiers to the main base or to build a new train station" Hillary piped in.

"But at the moment we haven't seen or heard from them at all! They must be planning something" Tom said, finally getting interested in the topic. Hillary looked over to Randall and then back at Tom ''The only thing we are aware of, from the higher ups, is that Red leader is gonna have some sort of big meeting. But as of the moment we aren't entirely sure what it could be about'' Hillary said as he leaned on the table. "Meeting? with who? where?" Tom asked, maybe there was a chance to attack?. No, they were too few. Tom mentally kicked himself.

"With the Russian government," Randall said as he sat down on a stool. "But we still have no idea how this meeting will go, not until they broadcast it, if they even do that nowadays. The red army has been monitoring almost everything on TV or any other social service." Randall explained, he leaned forward and rubbed his face. "God, and people get brainwashed by it!". Hillary stood up "Alright, well I think that's enough talking for today. I'll head over to the medic bay with Tom, gotta check on your loose screws son." Hillary joked as he walked over to Tom ruffled his hair and grabbed his shoulder. Tom gave him a small glare from the "joke".

Tom and Hillary walked through the camp towards the medical bay. Tom didn't like being treated as a child. Hillary had an exhausted expression, due to Tom running off at night from the medical bay, Hillary had decided to stay awake a few nights to make sure the brit didn't run off. Tom was also put through more training with Hillary and the seconds in commands. To say the least Tom's mood has been soured. But Tom knew why he was treated the way he was. It was clear that Hillary did not fully trust Tom anymore and rightfully so Tom had dragged a bloody and fatally wounded red army soldier back to camp. Currently the red army soldier was in the medical bay, recovering.

Oh, what Tom wouldn't do just to finish that soldier off. Tom really didn't know why he wanted to kill the young man so badly. Was it because he was a red army soldier?no, it was because he was some sort of extension of Tord. Lans had tried to mend Tom's view on the soldier by giving Tom the name of the soldier. Njord. Njord unfortunately had not uttered a single word, well more like he couldn't. Lans claimed that Njord wouldn't be able to speak for a whole month at least.