We retreated through the thick jungle.
Airplanes flew above us
like bombs exploding in our ears.
We hadn't even saw the enemy,
yet we were already running.
We crossed the bridge between the two countries.
The British blew it up
and yet the enemy still advanced.
It was the first time we met the enemy,
and we weren't able to hold ground.
We retreated further into the island.
The zero planes squashed our planes flat
together with many other strategic sites.
The enemy was invading fast
and we were tripping over our feet to escape.
We backed further into the country.
Things were looking bleak
and air raids showered the city.
Most of our troops were gone
and it was hardly two weeks!
There is not much space to retreat to now.
Dead bodies littered the streets,
rubble and dirt were all over the place
and it seems that the place have been washed with blood.
The enemy, merciless, pressured us to surrender.
Sigh, what a war!
Barely into two weeks and
we have our hands on our heads!
We had disappointed you, citizens,
but we had tried our best!
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