"But—"
"Shut up!" snarled Dugan. "I'll give you a written order later. You're relieved from sentry duty this instant. You're transferred to the Special Section. Tell no one till the drill is over. Can you bring your motorcycle here?"
"If the Colonel does not mind, it's not far away."
Dugan snarled ferociously. He had learned good snarling while living in Japan. It was enough to make any enlisted man jump in his boots. "You bring it here. Instantaneously!"
The soldier saluted and hurried away.
Dugan rushed into the tunnel. There was a blue light twenty feet in. Unlike the tunnels on the other side of the hill, this one had a right angle in it. When Dugan came to the turn, he saw a soldier standing by a red light farther in. Soldier and the door beside him were both covered by an infernal red glow. They looked like a minor scene from hell.
This soldier was tough. When Dugan approached, he pointed the machine pistol at Dugan's abdomen first and asked questions second. "Password!" he snapped.
"Can you control these men?"
"Password!" said the soldier doggedly.
Dugan pretended to be tremendously excited. "Radioactive water! It's flooding. It kills when it touches. Get yourself and these men out of here. Line them up in the woods. Do anything you please. But if you lose a single one, you'll be shot for it. How many have you got here?"