"General, what's the status of that survivor?" It appears that the commander from Unit 209 is curious about Theo's health. I simply give the superiors a glance. 'Should I inform them about the condition of Private Theo Smith?'
'If they do know him, I'll stir up the details.' I tap the table with my fingertips and then bend forward. "His situation is extremely concerning. He may be in a coma for a few days due to his serious injuries."
I had lied to them, and somehow, they were relieved to hear that. Abhorrent. The fact that the survivor may die at some point makes them joyful, as evidenced by the smile on their faces.
In order to make sure they didn't attempt to assassinate the incorrect individual, they enquire, "What's his name?" They don't even know how to act; I can see right through their façade.
I lied once more: "Private William James from the Arnigwade Village." William James is one of the deceased soldiers from Unit 109. I managed to see his name on the doctor's files when I visited Theo earlier.
If I wanted to keep Theo's identity a secret, I had to do it. He doesn't appear to be familiar to the superiors either. If they did know him, it would be terrible, but I suppose luck is on my side today.
"Wouldn't it be better if we sent him back home?" It appears that the commander of Unit 310 is also participating in this nefarious scheme. They begin debating how to return the survivor home.
Ah... it's so loud. When are they going to stop barking? I find it annoying because I'm unable to understand how it feels. It appears that fear overcame them, but I'm very sure they should have understood the repercussions of returning a wounded soldier home without receiving the necessary care.
"According to Nebalble legislation, sending a severely injured soldier back to their hometown without providing them with the necessary care would be a violation of Act 196's regulations. The commander of Unit 310, please consider your words before speaking." I strongly suggested that discussing such topics is a shame to the military.
They nod and go silent. Other than the doctors, who will occasionally shift, no one needs to check on the survivor because I have already reported the entire situation to the higher-ups. But whatever happens, I'm going to make sure they don't say anything.
"Now that everything was settled down, why don't all of you go back to your duty instead of slacking off here chatting about some nonsense?" I give each of them a glare. I don't want to see them anymore.
One by one, they rise, bow, and depart from the tent. I still heard them conversing after they had left. How unprofessional.
I pull out Theo Smith's documents after making sure no one else is in the vicinity. If I want to win him over, I need to get to know him better.
Theo Smith, the Southern private appointee. A soldier of extraordinary strength and agility. He was transmitted to the North to fight on a larger, more brutal battlefield since he was the most skilled fighter in the South. However, given what occurred to Unit 109, it appears that he wasn't prepared to battle quite yet.
No, I'm rather certain that this issue has a larger context. He was the only person with minor wounds; his only injuries were scratches. In addition, his wound healed more quickly than a typical person.
Other than the truth that he was the only person to survive from Area 21 above the hills, these documents don't say anything about him. The Mashitilk's unexpected attack claimed the lives of his father and stepmother. It remains a mystery why he was left unharmed.
However, that's what intrigues me about him. Private Theo, I'll be patiently awaiting to speak with you.