Blick thought for a long, silent moment. The answer was obvious, but there was a short, fierce inner struggle before he could bring himself to accept it.
“Get Colonel Harris up here at once. He’ll know what we should do.”
A stubborn look came across Kane’s face. “We’re running things now,” he said angrily.
Blick’s face hardened and he let out a roar that shook the walls. “Listen, you pup, when you get an order, you follow it. Now get!”
Forty seconds later, Colonel Harris stormed into the office. “What kind of a mess have you got us into this time?” he demanded.
“Look up there, sir,” said Blick leading him to the window.
Colonel Harris snapped back into command as if he’d never left it.
“Major Kane!” he shouted.
Kane popped into the office like a frightened rabbit.
“Evacuate the garrison at once! I want everyone off the plateau and into the jungle immediately. Get litters for the sick and the veterans who can’t walk and take them to the hunting camps. Start the rest moving north as soon as you can.”