"Damn it all to hell! Old Yu! These little Japanese devils are god-forsaken animals; they aren't even human!"
The veteran’s eyes were bloodshot. Inside the bunker, several other soldiers were huddled together. Some faces were weathered and old, others young, but all, without exception, burned with deep-seated hatred.
As a provincial force, the 66th Army did not have the full, standardized equipment of the elite German-equipped Division. They had come from the south during the turn of autumn and summer, and very few had brought winter gear with them. In the biting cold of winter, unable to light fires to keep warm, they had no choice but to huddle together in the bunker; the more people there were, the warmer it felt.
Chapter 226