Inside the locomotive, Major General Shimugi Naruto of the Japanese Army stood grimly by the window, his eyes fixed on the middle carriage. The gunfire from within sounded like the roar of the Grim Reaper, causing his eardrums to ring. His fingers tapped unconsciously on the armrest, every beat seeming to hammer away at his patience.
"General, we've been waiting for quite some time. Why haven't the regular Chinese forces and other anti-Japanese armed groups shown up yet?" the adjutant asked cautiously, sweat gleaming coldly on his forehead in the sunlight.
Shimugi Naruto let out a cold snort, his eyes filled with intense greed and ruthlessness. "Hmph, those fellows are simply harboring fear, hoping to reap the benefits as the third party. This train is packed with gold bricks—that is a fatal temptation; how could they possibly let it slip by? I just didn't expect this group of mysterious gunmen to come meddle in our affairs. No matter. The real prey is far more interesting than these small fries."
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