"Ok Jon let me locate some sort of first aid kit, then we'll figure out how many walking wounded we have and how many need medical attention now. Hang tight Buddy we're going to get through this." Mike patted Jon on the shoulder as he stood up and headed back toward the wreckage. He honestly didn't know if they would make it or not but somehow just appearing confident and attempting to share that confidence would hopefully spread to others.

As he jogged towards the plane he saw a couple of the other guys walking around there, He went to them quickly and asked, "Have y'all seen a first aid kit anywhere? Jon is a med student and may be the closest thing we have to a doctor. We need to find the Kit and get some blankets and pillows as well as any bottled water inside so he can use it to flush the wound. We also need someone to check with the remaining survivors we need to sort out who had bumps, bruises scrapes, and call them walking wounded, they don't need attention right now. We also need to figure out which ones do need the attention now and try to get Jon to see to them ASAP. I've had training for mass casualty disasters like this so I cam start triageing the walking wounded from the injured if you guys want to take care of the other stuff for now. I think once we get the survivors sorted we need to get together and discuss sleeping arrangements and shelter for the night. I don't want to come across as pushy but we need to focus and take these things one step at a time."