Night falls.
Both the WWII forces and the Great Tang forces are hiding in their respective camps.
Each soldier holds their weapon tightly in their hands.
The attack yesterday was too horrifying, and no one wanted to go through that again.
The Great Tang forces spent a day setting traps on the trees in the nearby forest.
These traps had no offensive power, and they were only set to serve as a warning, to replace the sentries.
Last night, a sentry patrolling the edge of the forest fired the only ammunition in his chain saw spear, notifying the people in the camp.
It gave the Great Tang soldiers time to react, but in the end, he was torn apart by the savages.
When the soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield, all they could find was his arm still clutching the spear.
Under such circumstances, it was too dangerous to send out any more sentries.
Hu Shao carefully turned that arm into ashes and carried it on his back.
