C243 The Magic Crossbow
"What about our losses?"
Chu Hen gazed at the checkpoint ahead with a grave expression. Tito, upon hearing this, began to sweat profusely. "Without deploying the firearm squad and the 'Beast Warrior Regiment', we're bound to lose at least thirty men."
Such a formidable checkpoint, where one man could hold off ten thousand, was not to be breached by brute force