Upon learning the source of the inferno, the old devil Numata tumbled from his horse, nearly face-planting into the dirt.
"Yamada-kun, how could they possibly be trapped in a sea of fire?! Didn't the Chinese withdraw entirely?! Baka! What on earth is going on here?!"
The sudden, monstrous blaze left the old devil Numata feeling a flicker of panic. As the commander of the vanguard, leading the main force of the 13th Division of the Imperial Japanese Army, he had been ruthless and decisive on the northern Tangshan battlefield, racking up significant military achievements. Yet, ever since he began the southern pursuit, a persistent sense of unease had weighed on his heart.
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