"Mother, sob!" "Someone save me! My legs are gone!" "Big brother, big brother, don't die!" Amid the artillery fire, cries and screams rang out across the defensive position before Town of Ton. In the trenches, the soil was soaked with blood, while severed limbs and chunks of viscera mixed with the dirt flung into the air and continually fell beside those still alive. Under the sustained, ferocious bombardment, how could the hastily conscripted civilians, soldiers, and even the Hot Water Ninjas have ever experienced such a scene?