Rickys eyes slowly open. Above him, a large green felt strip protected him from the sun. The sun, if it had been out, would have illuminated the field hospital about 2 miles from the front.
Ricky started to get up, only to collapse and fall out of his hammock and into the wet blood filled mud. The intense pain seared down his leg and all the way up to his head. His screaming woke the hospital up as nurses ran to his side. They lifted him up and dropped him on to his hammock.
"It's ok." said a soft voice at his side, "It's just the stiffness." He looked to his side to see a very pretty nurse looking down at him. She was no older than he was, 25 at most. She had lovely long brown hair and deep blue eyes. "I'm Jane. I'm your nurse as you can see and ill try and help. We removed the bullet but the infection was already in. We've cleared the most of it but it may hurt for a while."
Janes voice calmed him down, lessened the pain and brought him to. He slowly lifted himself up, ignoring the pain so he could see her.
"What happened? Last i saw was a gun in my face. I thought i was dead?" He said in his rough voice.
"Suprise German attack. We reppeled them back out but they took 17 lives. From what we know, your friend Nick shot the fritz in the back, but as he fell, he pulled the trigger hence the bullet hole in your leg. I'm sorry"
"For what? What happe..." His question was cut short as he saw the bloodied, bloodshot and bruised body of his best friend Nick being burried in the background. Ricks head fell onto Janes shoulder as he cried and wept.
"There was one other thing." Jane said " The commander wants to see you."
To be continued...