After a three-day, two-night, sleepless march, we arrived at the position and slept for a mere two hours before taking to the ground. Then, during the day, we held off an attack by over a thousand American soldiers on that small hill for more than six hours, leaving us utterly exhausted.
In fact, we had no idea how long we held off the Americans on that high ground; we completely lost track of time, only knowing how to kill the enemy and how to survive!
Six hours—that's what a soldier who escorted us to the rear told us.
We didn't participate in the subsequent pursuit of the Americans; we had no strength left to do anything. Even when our comrades told us of the victories from the front, we could only manage a few groans.
Upon reaching our destination, a large air-raid shelter, all sev
