"Engineers laying an ambush at Moonfall River unexpectedly ran into an enemy trap. All 1,500 engineers were wiped out, as were both artillery regiments. Only the 1st Artillery Regiment and the Heavy Composite Battalion survived and escaped because they were farther from the riverbank?"
"Five hundred Reconnaissance Unit members in the north and Heavy Composite 1st Battalion were hit by poison smoke. Their combat strength was reduced to less than a tenth, then they were surrounded and swiftly annihilated by enemy ambushers. Fewer than two hundred men from the City-Burner Corps managed to withdraw?"
At eight thirty that night, inside the Allied Forces' headquarters command tent in the Cocobia Rainforest, Garl's face instantly turned ashen upon hearing the two reports. His eyes burned with rage as he glared at the head of communications before him.
"Do you understand what kind of bullshit you're spouting, Colonel Shalu? As the head of communications, you should know better than anyone what the consequences of falsifying military orders are!"
"Before I lose my temper, I advise you to think carefully before reporting the battlefield situation to me again!"
"R-Reporting to the commander, the reports I relayed all came from the communications soldiers of those two units, so as for their authenticity..."
"Bang!"
"Bullshit!"
Before the trembling Colonel Shalu could finish speaking, the enraged Garl slammed a palm onto the command table and sprang to his feet. Thick white vapor poured from his nostrils, and unprecedented fury filled his bloodshot eyes as he stared down at the pale-faced Colonel Shalu.
He viciously hammered the command table with his broad knuckles while roaring at the man.
"So you're telling me that, with the vast rainforest concealing us, the enemy having no idea of our deployment range or where our armaments are stored, Davis the mole having