On the front lines, the old Japanese commander Jingshu was repeatedly organizing his men to launch assaults on the Combined Arms Regiment’s defensive positions. Yet, without exception, every charge was suppressed by intense firepower.
"Baka! What are you all doing? Why, after all this time, haven't you even managed to take a single small stronghold?" Jingshu stood in his command post, a Japanese Regimental Commander standing before him. The commander's face was swollen and red, clearly the result of a vicious slap.
"Hai! Brigade Commander, please give me one more chance! I will certainly be able to capture the Chinese positions!" The Regimental Commander kept his head low, not daring to look up, but his body was stiffened and his tone filled with determination.
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