"Today! Only us!" Lieutenant Woods roared as he stood up, exposing most of his body to the enemy, and forcefully hurled a lit grenade towards the riverbank: "Victory or death!"
Other soldiers followed suit, throwing their grenades.
Lieutenant Woods had learned his lesson before, so this time he waited until the second wave of enemy soldiers set foot on the riverbank and the first wave reached the high ground's edge before ordering the throw.
Nagy, a soldier from the New Reclamation Legion who had just run through the wheat field and crossed the river following those in front, looked up and saw black objects flying off the high slope.
Initially, Nagy thought they were stones and instinctively protected his head, but the backside of the black iron lump that fell in front of him still had a "fuse" hissing away.
