Doctor Forsberg of the White Heart walks in the tent with his new box of medical supply.
D. Forsberg: "First the Americans, now the Canadians, I'm sick of this war. Do you know how much trouble i had to get this box?!"
Nurse Furtado: "Well i can imagine, but nothing compared when we had to get supplies from the American camps."
D. Forsberg: "True, but it's stupid! How can we assist if we can't even get fuel supplies for the trucks and chopper. Our pilots have been serving as nurses, no offense..."
Nurse: "None taken, but i know what you mean. I guess we can start shipping the dead Canadians from early American assaults to their side, no longer a risk, and they are taking too much space. This is morbid..."
D. Forsberg: "Well, we have to do it someday, but maybe we can ask the Canadian to send a suitable transport. Go ask the CO, I'll change the bags for you...hey, this one is gone, we bring this guys int he morning to die in the afternoon, somehow i would rather them to be dead, at least they wouldn't suffer this much...John Spears, Master Corporal of DS Army."
Nurse: "Hey Jessica, have you seen the CO?"
Nurse Jessica: "They have gone near the Canadian front. They received word of wounded down the hill."
Nurse Furtado: "Give him a message, say we need the Canadians to bring suitable transport for 763 boxes."
Jessica: "Are we moving the corpses out of here? It's about time, i get tears in my eyes every time i look to the boxes."
CO Diana: "...coming through! three wounded, call Doctor Forsberg!"
Jessica: "Welcome back Diana, Doctor Forsberg asked if you could contact the Canadian side to come get the wounded with a suitable transport."
CO Diana: "Help me get this guys out of the Unimog and I promise i will look for the Canadians."
*after unloading the wounded, and bringing them to the Surgery tent, Diana needed some rest, and decided to go back to her barrack. After cleaning her sweat from forehead she started boiling water for some tea and walked out to the communications vehicle. The seats of the car were smoother than the chairs inside, she picked the radio and tried the Canadian general radio.*
Diana: "Canadian Command? This is White Heart CO, please respond."
Communications Officer: "White Heart? We're here, what do you need?"
Diana: "We need transport for the Canadian Military that fell with the American assault. Can you bring anything large? We have almost 800 boxes around here. And if possible, fuel for our helicopter, over."