When I led the new recruits up the cliff, the battle was already over. The entire battle took only a dozen minutes, breaking through the Allied forces' so-called "impregnable" Imjin River defense line.
Everywhere were shell craters, corpses, tattered barbed wire, and various weapons abandoned by fleeing puppet troops. Damaged vehicles continuously spewed billowing black smoke into the sky, as if accusing the world of the evils of war.
Tiger and I, along with the others, finally managed to pull the recruits up one by one, then collapsed onto the ground with a thud. I was so exhausted; I'd never been this tired even fighting the Americans with bayonets. This was hardly leading troops into battle; I, the company commander, might as well just declare myself the chief babysitter for the new r
