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“Where am I?” His voice was hoarse and he cursed inwardly at the tremulous note he heard.
“Battalion aid post, sir. We’ll be taking you back when the ambulances get here.”
“What time is it? I mean, how long have I been here?”
“Just coming up eight O’clock, sir. You’ve been out for about six hours. The MO gave you something, sir. For the pain, like.”
Phillip nodded and asked for water. The Orderly shuffled off into the gloom before returning with a canteen. Phillip could taste the rum in it as he drank and was sincerely grateful.
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