"Damn! We really can't hold on any longer, Lord Qin, we need to retreat! The developers must be crazy, this level of difficulty is clearly set up to wipe us out!"
"Get lost! Retreat, my ass! We're not afraid to die; even if we can't hold for five days, we will die standing! Where's my heavy machine gun? Lumina! Where the hell is your heavy machine gun? Open fire! Suppress them!"
"Lord Qin, all the hunting crossbows are destroyed, and Old Sir Lumina just went down. She managed a one-for-one trade with a Voodoo Jackal assassin, and less than a hundred brothers are left alive in the trenches.
Lord Qin, we can't hold on, we have to retreat, we can't let the flag be destroyed under our watch!"
"Cowards, get out of my sight!
Where are the tubes?
The tubes can still fire, right? Fire all the shells! Drive these damn Filthy Claw Jackals off my position.
Damn it!
Melee group! Fix bayonets! Charge with me!"
