Chapter 153: The Company Commander's Miserable Luck: Why Am I Bait Again?

At the Bysmore border, inside division headquarters. Division Commander Wilson Darbishire nearly flipped the table as he snarled, "Useless, every last one of you!" He jabbed a finger at Romeo Fairburn, whose face was streaked with soot and dirt. "You couldn't retake the ground, and you lost a ton of men. What exactly are you good for, huh?" Spittle flecked Romeo's cheeks. He bit back his frustration and said, "Sir, I didn't expect those Yanos troops to be so tough. Their grasp of jungle tactics...