> "And who do I have the pleasure of being captured by?"
>"The 3rd Battalion of the People's Liberation Army, Captain. Anything
>more than that is of little significance." replied the rather important
new
>comer.
David noted this in his head.
>"Now that he is awake, and can move himself. Escort him to transport, and
>see to it that he is secured. We will be moving out shortly." they added
to
>the guard.
David prayed that the Master Sargent got to his guards and informed them.
>The single guard took David, at phaser point to a near by land transport
>vehicle. There were three guards by the transport. They helped David in,
as
>he was still quite sore, and began to 'secure' him. They bound his hands
with
>some kind of shackle, and secured it to a handle in the back of the truck.
>They also secured his feet together with what amounted to duct tape. The
>guard sat by David, with his weapon on the far side of him so not to
intice an
>escape.
David was confident in his transponder, "Where are we going?"
"Someplace where we can properly interview you. Someplace where you can
scream and scream and no one will hear you." he replied.
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