Will and Seline were led inside the medical tent by a young but strong looking boy. “Are you two working here also then? I am Oliver. I am one of the stretcher bearers. They wanted strong young men for that job. I guess that is what you are here for.” He says as he turns to Will. “You must be here to assist the surgeon. I hope you have good hands, steady nerves, and an iron stomach. I saw some action with the small unit that we had before we came to the training camp to train all of you. It was gruesome, but a few of the men did make it.” Oliver said as he addressed Seline. The youth sauntered on through what appeared to be a grouping of several tents that were all connected together. They passed through a few areas with empty cots not set up and what looked like supply storage. There was
