Spaghetti knelt down besides his cousin, pale-faced and sweating but still conscious. Checking the rough tourniquet on his leg, he called Missionary and the two men carried the wounded bloke in a fireman’s hold to the army huts behind Luton Hoo. An uniformed doctor cleaned and bandaged the leg before a camouflaged ambulance, bell clanging, took the patient to the new hospital on Dunstable Road.
“Alright lads, you’ve done well. Let’s be on our way and leave someone else to clean up the mess. See you in the Engine for a good breakfast,” Sowerbutt grinned.https://www.amazon.com.au/Colour-Red-Deal-Sowerbutt-Novels-ebook/dp/B00RL9FGKM
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