>"My understanding is you have a phaser wound to the back and were held
captive. Can you give me some more details over your capture?"
>"Aye, sir. I was with a detail supporting some MAGs on patrol. We were
ambushed by the rebels. No big thing, just do what the platoon sargent
says and you >make it out, right. Well, the rebels hit hard. One of the
mags shoots this one charging rebel, and lays him out. He then shoots the
guy while he is on the ground >just lying there stunned out of his
gourd. The medic with us goes to offer aide, which he is supposed to do
under our rules of engagement. Treat, and bring back >for
interview. While our medic goes out to treat the reb, I yell at the mag
SOB for wasting time shooting a fallen reb. Shoot at those folks that are
shooting at us, >right. Well, our medic is taking fire, but not from the
rebs. From the MAGs. You see, the rebs don't shoot at Starfleet medics or
docs. Us dog faces, sure, but >never the docs. I run out to get the medic
and his reb to some cover. As I run out there, I get shot in the back.
>When I woke up, I was in rebel hands. However, I was not confined. Our
medic, 'Doc' was also held by the rebels, but he was working to help their
wounded. Doc >had convinced them that he needed me to help him out. A
week or so later, their camp was raided by MAGs. Planetary defence held
both Doc and I, saying we >were rebels. Some of the people that raided the
camp, liberated as they call it, were with us when we were captured in the
first place. They knew that we were >Starfleet, but yet they insisted we
were collaborators. We were held for another two weeks, and interrogated
rather forcefully."
David was almost speechless, the Lance Corporal's experience at capture was
exact to his.
"Corporal, who was in charge of your interrogation when you were held
further by the Planetary defense force?"
"Sorry, sir, but I never caught his name. He did wear a colonel's uniform
though."
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