(4) Stuck at the perimeter
The young corporal was pretty insistent on them being turned aside, but Harry wasn't about to let this fresh faced yuppie to keep them from whatever party was going on inside the base. "Now see here my good man," he started again. "I'm Lieutenant Harry Sullivan and I work in U.N.I.T. The Brigadier is a close mate of ours, surely he could spare a moment..."
"But he can't and he won't," the corporal cut him off in mid sentence. "Get a move on you lot. Nothing to see here."
Harry could sense Sarah move up next to him. Good old Sarah, she had no intention of being turned aside either. The corporal was starting to shove them back toward the beach with the side of his rifle. "I say, no need to get rough."
"Get moving, tourists." More shoving with the rifle.
"We are not tourists...well, we are, but we aren't." Harry was getting exasperated by the absurdity of the situation. "Look, we are with U.N.I.T., I'll prove it. Just bring us to the Brigadier and he'll recognize the Doc...." That's funny, where was the Doctor? He was standing with them a moment ago.
"But he can't and he won't," the corporal cut him off in mid sentence. "Get a move on you lot. Nothing to see here."
Harry could sense Sarah move up next to him. Good old Sarah, she had no intention of being turned aside either. The corporal was starting to shove them back toward the beach with the side of his rifle. "I say, no need to get rough."
"Get moving, tourists." More shoving with the rifle.
"We are not tourists...well, we are, but we aren't." Harry was getting exasperated by the absurdity of the situation. "Look, we are with U.N.I.T., I'll prove it. Just bring us to the Brigadier and he'll recognize the Doc...." That's funny, where was the Doctor? He was standing with them a moment ago.