Marshal: "Of course. The broadcast is still ongoing, which means the radio station hasn't fallen. It's almost night, and the Prosens are not good at night battles. We must break through the last thirty kilometers tonight!"
Podoliskov: "For some reason, I have a feeling that we will definitely succeed."
"We must succeed!" the Marshal said firmly.
Podoliskov continued, "I don't know what this Melanian is saying."
Marshal: "He is encouraging the Resistance Organization and the guerrillas to become an unyielding mountain, to be a storm that never looks back."
Podoliskov: "I'm a rough person, but—is this leader also a poet?"
Marshal: "Indeed, the resistance movement is the most magnificent poem he has ever composed."
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As soon as Sergeant Major Kosolek saw the Red Flag, he shouted to Andreas, "Damn it, it's the Red Flag!"
Andreas: "Damn it, no wonder they dare to advance with their headlights on. Retreat quickly!"
New recruit: "Huh? Retreat already?"
