Lone Mercury

Part 8

While I unraveled myself from the heap I became on the floor, I spotted a small salvation that lay motionless on a bloodied table. It was a radio. If I could manipulate it to the exact frequency, I could radio in for help from our main headquarters back home. Do it for your country, I command myself, needing any extra motivation possible. Carefully avoiding the deceased, I finally arrived at the solution. Radios haven't been used in over half a century, so if this didn't work, I had absolutely no hope. Locating an available outlet, I push the plug in, and smile in approval when the machine hums to life. As I fumble with the buttons, I recall the frequency number: 84.2. A gruff voice responds with a deep greeting. I recognize the voice right away. It was the General Salvatore. They greet me again, and this time I reply.
"Yes. I am here, General Salvatore. This is Sargent Grey. I am at ground zero and the condition here is extreme." I orderly reply, not wanting to waste precious seconds.
" You're at ground zero? That's impossible. It was destroyed. The Trilconven led an ambush killing all base 10 members."
"But, sir, I was kidnapped by them, and have been below ground in their labyrinth. I escaped, and radioed you at base 10 control center."
"You're the only one left."
"Excuse me, sir? What do you mean? Surely there are others. Base 9 or 11 must have people."
"No. All of ground zero was destroyed. You are the only one, Sargent Grey. You must breach the control panel. The original base 9,10, and 11 mission. You know and understand the underground workings of their labyrinth. You must complete this task. That's an order!"
"Sir, yes, sir! I will do everything in my power to fulfill my task, sir." I promise as the frequency dies back down, and the soft humming returns. I unplug the rusted radio, and my head races with thoughts of my landing 4 months ago. The Trilconven are extremely advanced, but have one flaw in their seemingly perfect system. They control all of their machines, guns, and members with a simple switch. One yellow switch in their East wing upper control room can win the war. I was Lone Mercury, and this was my duty.