Inside the Japanese brigade command post, Takatani Naojiro gripped the telegram he had just received, his hands trembling uncontrollably. His ferocious face could no longer hide his rage.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! The Ida Battalion had over a thousand men! How could they all be annihilated in such a short time? Even if you replaced them with a thousand pigs, it would take at least two hours to slaughter them all!"
Roaring in disbelief, Takatani Naojiro racked his brains, but he could not fathom how a perfectly intact battalion could have been wiped out so rapidly.
Chapter 125