(from discussion of the settlement of the end of World War II on the Pacific TVD)

The Japanese at that moment are trying to chase out the shit and stick in the literal sense of the word (well, the roots of the resin pine. of juicy strawberries).
The militia is armed with bars and sticks - up to powdered silicon mosquitoes from water pipes and alabards inclusive. The main anti-tank weapon is a bamboo stick with a fool on one end and a anti-tank mine on the other. According to the results of the application, the fool completely burns his head and hands. The tank, if very (not) lucky - something.
The American tanks themselves at this point are protected by a 4+ rescue throw, in the sense, boards, clutch wire, and long nails folded everywhere, as if the screenwriters suddenly passed by the club of rollers and decided to spray their 40K weights with sculpted series.
This is enough!
Goblins... the Japanese jump on them with palms with swords in an attempt to get into the lookout on the march and kill someone.
They succeed!