Chapitre 463: Chapter 74: Destroying Decayed Wood With a Pull

The 190th Division's headquarters staff hadn't all died yet. The division commander squatted in a large crater, holding the sole surviving radio and shouted, "I am 190! 190! I am under heavy attack! We are about to be annihilated! Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me?"

Only the sound of static came through the earpiece, with no one responding to the division commander's call.

The division commander called out several more times until finally, a voice came through the static, "190, how is your situation?"

"We're about to fall! The enemy has launched a fierce attack, and our positions were pretty much wrecked in the first round of shelling! After the shelling ended, some of our units suffered forty percent casualties! Forty percent!"