Truk Town.
The French soldiers who had not entered the battlefield stared blankly at the towering flames rising in the forest.
They had thought Shire could lead them to victory in this battle, but never imagined winning in such a way, and never thought the enemy would lose so miserably.
Many had prepared for sacrifice because they heard their opponent was the German First Panzer Division.
"This is Germany's only armored division, consisting of the bravest and most battle-hardened veterans."
"Shortly after we formed our tank regiment, the Germans also had their own tanks and tank divisions."
"Yes, they are learning from us, and targeting us. They might be our most knowledgeable enemy!"
...
But none of that happened.
Shire only dispatched an armored battalion, and only 32 tanks entered the battlefield.
The soldiers thought this armored battalion was sent out as bait, looking at them with heroic eyes, assuming few would return alive.
Yet...
All it took was a single fire.
