"He scoffed dismissively. A soldier chuckled: 'Commander, I reckon eight out of ten of them couldn't stomach the humiliation, which is why they retreated.'
"Indeed, from start to finish they couldn't even catch a glimpse of a single person, toyed with right in the palm of our hands. Commander, you aren't fighting a war here, you're practically walking a dog!'
"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to swallow this anger either.'
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