[color=gold] [center][h1] Sergent Tauret[/h1] [/center] [/color]

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This night has turned into a shit storm. Where the thought of tired Sergent Tauret as she scrambled out of her bunk. Hearing the very clear sounds of battle raging on outside.
[color=gold][i]"Great... just the wake up call I wanted."[/i][/color]" the Sergent thought as she quickly geared up and activated her drone which she made sure was kept in the barracks with her at night so no one would try steal it. Following the Captain out of the make shift barracks she stuck close to him best she could. Climbing into the trenches at his order making sure to keep her head down and drone close so she wouldn't get hit. The last thing she wanted was get killed here in the first battle as the would just be embarrassing. Looking at the captain armor she could tell the captain was a fellow Fusan. Which instantly eared him several dozen points in her book, the last thing she wanted was to ordered around by some snobby little puffed up Terran who barely knew his ass from his elbow.

As the captain began giving out orders Anat paid close attention to his words having to just to make out what the man was saying. The woman nodding when the captain gave her orders.
[color=gold]"YES SIR!"[/color] She shouted in response instinctively a small grin plastered on her face at the idea of doing field surgery in a combat heavy zone. Moving towards the bunker quickly as she could while minimizing how much of herself she exposed herself to potential fire. Not knowing what enemy had the gall to attack the unions camp. 

Once inside the bunker Anat did a quick scan of the soldiers inside and if she had not been in a battle situation she could have shown a very worried look. A lot of these solider looked like they had high level burns and smelt like burnt meat. But a basic look over wasn't enough she'd need to give each one a examination and give them something for the pain they surly had to be feeling. Not wasting anytime Anat set her rifle down by one of the wounded and took off her Medical pack and began to examine the soldiers who look the most wounded so mostly like needed her attention more. Her first step was to inject the solider with a small dose of strong painkillers before quickly setting her drone built in light on and shinned it on the soldier she started to examine. Even with outside sky lit up like a Christmas tree the light in bunker was still poor so she needed extra light to see what she was doing properly. Trust the union not to put a headlamp in a medical kit.

It didn't take long for Anat to find the level of the burns of the worst of soldiers where beyond the level of care she could provide. Needing almost her entire stock of burn-gel just to treat of one of them. Their burns going so deep some of them where lucky to still be alive. All she could do for them was give them a dose of painkillers and radio a medical station to collect them. But she could see some off them wouldn't last long without treatment. Anat all to aware of how fragile the human body could be. Those that got luckily and where not so badly injured left and did what she could for the most injured even if she couldn't get them treat them full she could at the very least try to stabilize them.

Her first step to this was to begin by applying a burn gel the worst of the burns. The gel sealing the burns form the outside world and drawing whatever heat was still lingering out of the wound. Then moved on to the old traditional gauze and bandages for the more minor burns and any other injuries that needed covering. Small cuts got examined and then ignored if they looked free of debris and somewhat clean. Anat not having no time for such minor things she had to treat more sever injures to ensure the soldiers lived then move on. In this situation where she had more then one person she couldn't justify surgery on any of them she had to try keep as many as she could alive then move on.  

As the sound of fighting still waged on outside the bunker all Anat could hear was the pained groans of those she hadn't gotten to yet. Which started to bother her it acting as a reminder no matter how quickly she worked people where still suffering. When the other soldier started opening up with the MG, Anat was very grateful as noise it made drowned out a good chunk of the pained groans and allowed Anat better focus. She hated the sound of suffering more them most it being one of the few things that ate at her calm battlefield persona.