The night was pitch black and bitingly cold. A regular person standing still would have been shivering uncontrollably, yet the soldiers of the Combined Arms Regiment lay in ambush, completely hidden in the dark, snowy landscape.
A large force of Japanese soldiers was inching forward. A vanguard unit, over a hundred strong, pushed ahead step by step through the gloom. They held their breath, terrified of making the slightest sound.
*Crinkle, crunch.*
Chapter 390