"A howitzer? That might work, if you could get the thing to run right towards it, and any of us had a clue how to work one." He bound up the last of the soldier's wounds. "I'm sorry I can't do more."<br/><br/>He asked guy with the missing arm. "There were more guys like that one? This is getting nuts!"<br/><br/>Andy had done what he could, which was little more than disinfecting wounds, bandaging them up and distibuting over the counter pain killers and water. He now went over to the black armoured soldier. As he examined the guy, he shook his head. Fortunately he'd only eaten lightly, and his recent experiences had toughened his reaction to carnage, or he wouldn't have been able to work on the other soldiers.<br/><br/>But this... It was incredible the guy had been able to move a step. There was quite clearly nothing anyone could do for him. Andy just put one gloved paw over his muzzle, and used the other glove to close the guys eyes. The sword... at first it looked like a regular, if big sword, but it had a control on the hilt. Could it be? He reached down, lifting it in both hands, and pointing it away from him and the wounded, pressed the switch.