"Baka! You spineless Chinese! Charge! All of you, forward! No retreat!"
Covered in blood and filth, Fujiwara Hiroshi’s face was a mask of savage madness as he watched his soldiers fall one after another.
Three Japanese Beanette tanks in a row were precisely targeted by the artillery platoon and exploded on the spot. Without the cover of the tanks, the Japanese soldiers immediately turned into turtles, cowering behind the burning, smoking hulks.
Chapter 52