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, a bare touch to announce his presence. (man?) the tickle of Buddy's questio
n was unsure but eager. "Just a minute, stay right here, let me get these thing
s on," Eddie was struggling getting the goggles over his still bandaged head.
"SANDERS!" "Ow! Shit, Doc, don't yell!" Apparently the goggles had speakers a
nd some sort of a microphone built in to them.
"Shouldn't have gone outside if you didn't know how to use the equipment, Sander
s." Doc's voice had toned down a little but was still very audible above the so
unds of battle around them.
"Keep the Nightshades on, Sanders, it's your means of identification!" "All fr
iendlies appear as green images, enemies without the Nightshades are red images.
" Doc went through a list of do's and don'ts then ended by a curt, "Good luck."
"Hmmph" was all Tim grunted as he led the way to the house. A couple of men in
a small truck with a tank of flame-retardant foam were working on the personnel
carrier and just about had it put out by the time Eddie and Tim got to the house
. A couple of yards from the door Eddie called for Buddy with a piercing whistl
e.
"Unnhh!" was all that came out as the 160 pound brown dog plowed into him. "Oh
thyit Buddy,bit my damn tongue again!" As he got up off the ground he couldn't
help but see the smirk on Tim's face. "Here man, wipe yourself off before we go
inside." Tim handed Eddie a large handkerchief that he accepted gratefully, da
bbing at his mouth and turning looking for Buddy.
"He's gone, man." Tim said as he opened the door. Eddie walked in first still v
ainly attempting to stop the blood gushing from his bitten tongue.
"Sanders!" came the familiar bellow. "I guess we had two casualties, eh?" Tim
couldn't control himself any longer and was almost crying as he laughed. "The do
g got him, sir" was all he got out between guffaws.
As he glared at Tim, Maria came up with a washbowl and a first-aid kit. She led
him into the main room setting him down on his favorite recliner and began to w
ipe off his face carefully, looking for his wound. Apparently she didn't realiz
e he had bitten his tongue until most of the gore was wiped clean from his chin
and throat. Her puzzled look turned into a grin as she beckoned to him to open
his mouth.
Doc paused for a second then continued, "You see, Sanders, they came here to fin
d you."