Valkyrie by Lucas Marcum

Author:Lucas Marcum [Marcum, Lucas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cannon Publishing LLC
Published: 2019-01-27T07:00:00+00:00

“ATTENTION THE HOSPITAL, ATTENTION THE HOSPITAL. OLYMPIC BLACK. OLYMPIC BLACK. OLYMPIC BLACK.”

At the same time, Elizabeth’s comm unit went off. Picking it up and rapidly scanning it, she said, “Heavy shuttle went down. Valkyrie Two and Three are heading out; estimate twenty plus casualties in fifteen minutes or so.” Elise and Elizabeth traded a look, then moved rapidly to get dressed and to the hospital.

Five minutes later, face washed, clad in her utility uniform, and pinning her hair back as she walked, Major Elizabeth Suarez swept into the Emergency Triage Unit. The large tent was abuzz with activity as the trauma teams assembled and began reviewing their equipment.

She clapped her hands twice and raised her voice, “Ok, people. Listen up. Briefing time. On me.” The room’s buzz quieted somewhat. She spoke quickly and clearly.

“About forty minutes ago, a heavy lift shuttle off the Shiva went down about thirty-five clicks northwest of us. They called for help, and the Valks are almost on scene. The Shiva’s control center is saying there are twenty-one personnel on board, so we’ve declared Olympic Black. This will be a mass-casualty event.”

She turned to a thin female lieutenant colonel and a stout, calm-looking man wearing a major’s oak leaves leaning against a gurney. “Colonel Nwanka and Major Chen are going to be the primary triage officers.” The two physicians nodded. Elizabeth picked up a clipboard and continued. “I’ll be the primary triage room captain and traffic control. Staff Sergeant Green will detail NCOs to manage flow and designate recorders for the other areas. Areas are as follows: Primary Triage will be in the ambulance bay. The Emergency Treatment Unit will be for ‘Immediate’, under Captain Richards. The Intermediate Care Ward will be ‘Delayed’, under Lieutenant Wilkowsky. The mess hall will be ‘Minimal’, under Lieutenant Beta. ‘Expectant’ will be placed in the chapel tent, under Sergeant Miki and Chaplin Kowalczyk. Questions?”

There were none. Satisfied, Elizabeth checked her watch and spoke again, “Prepare your areas. We’ve got about seven minutes.”

At her elbow, Brian appeared. “Where do you need me?”

She turned and considered his question for a second. “Why don’t you go to ICW with Lieutenant Wilkowsky? This is his first time being in charge of an area solo. I’m sure he’ll do fine, but he’ll feel better with you there.” Brian nodded calmly and headed off towards the ICW.

Elizabeth checked off a few things on the checklist on her clipboard. She scanned the room, making sure everyone was engaged in preparing and checking equipment.

Suddenly she heard a low voice behind her, “Major Suarez, a word?” She turned to see the hospital commander, Colonel Assad, his executive officer Lieutenant Colonel Androvich, and his Sergeant Major, a burly, hard-faced Hispanic man named Octavio Cortez.

She lowered the clipboard. “Sir. What can I do for you?”

The colonel looked around the room at the providers who were taking these last few minutes of peace to talk or text or check equipment. “They have everything they need here?” His voice was gentle but firm.

“Yes, Sir.

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