Surviving the War Aftermath: A Heart-Pounding Journey Through the Wilderness

The Way of the War... After the War II


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I covered her and watched over her again. I lay beside her and drifted off to sleep. Some time during the night ….
I awoke in a cold sweat and in a state of panic I screamed out “Erica!!”... I jumped up and put my hand on Erica.... she moved slightly... she was sleeping soundly … Thank God it was only a dream. I don't think I could have gone on if it had been real. I placed my hand on her forehead it was cool her fever had broken.

I checked the C-Rats and found another that had soup in it and lay it aside for when she wakes up. I knew I had to get her to a doctor I also knew that that there was no chance of rescue as long as we stayed where we are.

I inflated the life raft attached the motor. I began loading what supplies we could take with us I went through our clothes and took only what would fit in one bag I put our toiletries and underwear in our awol bags. I put the spare ammo into mine.

I heard Erica calling out to me. I rushed back inside the plane... she was trying to sit up. I helped her. I helped her out of the plane and helped her to Pee. She wanted to know what we were going to do. I explained that we had to try to get out on our on. It was next to impossible for the plane to be seen wrapped up in the trees.

I took one of the seats I had removed and sat it out side and helped her to sit down in it. When the soup was warm I poured it in to a canteen cup and gave it to her. I completed the loading of the raft. I took one of the parachutes and pulled out the canopy and spread ti out as well as I could on the limbs and brush.

I called to Dotty and told her what I had done with the chute. If they spotted the chute they would know this was the right lake and we had headed South. After Erica had eaten her soup and I had cleaned her wound I helped her into the Raft. We shoved off with the paddle, I prayed that the motor would start … I cranked an nothing, again, and again still nothing. I rested a minute and noticed a needle valve in the gas line I opened and tried again... It started on the 1st pull. I looked at Erica and she gave me a smile. We are headed south.

The lake we are on seems to be quite large on our left we are parallel to the shore. To our right we occasionally see an Island but other wise we can not see the other side of the lake nor

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