Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

Nakamoto envied Nomura and others who were taken away. Less than two minutes later, gunshots were heard behind the military camp. They were all rifle shots, one after another, without continuous firing.

Every time a shot was fired, Nakamoto and the others shuddered. Many of them did not go to the corner, but just sat there and the blood flowed out without their knowledge.

Nakamoto counted carefully and found that there were more than fifty-eight guns in total, the same number as the people who were taken away.

The gunfire stopped, and Nakamoto called to Onoda: "Ride on me and look out the window to see what's going on."

Onoda was shot through the window and he would never dare to do it again.

Nakamoto slapped him in the face: "Asshole, coward."

Onoda covered his face and dodged.

Iida came out, squatted down, and let the army baka Nakamoto ride on him.

Nakamoto didn't hesitate and straddled Iida's neck.

Iida miscalculated. Nakamoto's pants were wet and the smell made Iida breathless.

Nakamoto was clinging to the window, and outside were the bodies of Japanese soldiers. Nomura was missing half of his head and his face was beaten off. Two American soldiers lifted him up and threw him onto the truck like a dead dog.

Iida really couldn't stand it anymore and sat on the ground. He wasn't one to suffer any loss, so he rode on Nakamoto and looked out the window. He saw the bloody scene for two glances and dared not look again.

The rest of the Japanese followed suit and were all terrified after watching it.

They have done this kind of thing many times in the past, and now that it has happened to them, they are more afraid than anyone else and have completely lost their previous arrogance.

Some cried out: "The Americans beat them to death without blinking an eye. We will probably suffer the same fate."

Some also said: "The Americans don't even want to waste bullets, they just starve us to death."

For two days, the Americans have not given us a single grain of food or even a drop of water.

The Japanese were completely desperate and lay on the ground waiting to die.

Qiao Youzhi, who controls their destiny, does not want to let them die. He wants them to maximize their value.

At this time, Qiao Youzhi and Robben were in a private room of a high-end restaurant, and the heads of the Sanchuan and Sanling families were there.

There was luxurious American food on the table, and the box was also decorated in American style. This was renovated by Sanchuan's people in the fastest possible time to give Robben and Qiao Youzhi an atmosphere of their hometown in the United States.

They didn't come for dinner. Sanchuan handed them two deposit certificates, two hundred thousand U.S. dollars in a U.S. bank, and then took out two keys, two houses in the U.S. capital, and two houses in Dongjing.

Robben and Qiao Youzhi looked at these things and said nothing.

Mikawa is an old fox, very good at reading people's expressions. "My two sirs, this is an apology for the offense against Saijo. There is no change in our promise to the US military compensation fund and the things we ask you to be responsible for."

Robben glanced at Qiao Youzhi and thought that the matter ended here.

Qiao Youzhi asked a question: "What are you going to do with those workers?"

Sanchuan stared with his eyes wide open: "What workers? There are no workers. Our government's files do not even have these people."

Qiao Youzhi smiled: "Old man, you know how to do things."

Seeing the American smile, the Japanese knew that the job was done and they stood up and left.

As they walked away, Qiao Youzhi asked Robben, "Colonel, should we report this to Admiral Mai?"

Robben laughed: "In the eyes of the admiral, this is nothing, not a hair. Even if we don't say it, the admiral will know, and those two devils will say this!"

Qiao Youzhi was waiting for him to say this and left happily.

After returning to the office, Qiao Youzhi hid these things. In the words of Lieutenant Genis, these were all start-up funds for his future career.

It was just getting dark and I thought about the dead Japanese people who were imprisoned.

We drove to the military camp and turned on the lights. The scorching light shone into the eyes of the Japanese people. Everyone was indifferent and most of them could not move. They were hungry and thirsty and had not eaten or drunk anything for nearly two days.

A few of them were more energetic, their eyes moving around as Qiao Youzhi walked.

Roy didn't look at them well and asked, "You guys are pretty good at it."

The Japanese heard this and became excited. One of them said, "We fought in Burma. We were in the tropical jungle and had no food for more than half a month. The commander asked us to eat grass, and we survived for a month by eating grass."

Roy was amused by him.

Qiao Youzhi circled around them, returned to the door, and began to speak: "I just came back from your superiors. I mentioned you, but your superiors told me that your names are not on the roster, nor in your government's files. There is no place to prove that you are Japanese."

When these words were spoken, the Japanese people's heads exploded. It made them feel more uncomfortable than if their lives were taken away immediately!

Some sat up and looked at Qiao Youzhi in disbelief: "Sir, is this true?"

Roy was furious: "Do we need to lie to you? Why bother lying to you? Wouldn't it be easier to solve it with a machine gun?"

The Japanese are right. They can kill us with just a flick of their fingers. There is really no need to lie.

It’s not necessarily that His Majesty doesn’t want us anymore. His Majesty no longer has the final say in many matters. It’s those rich people who despise us.

He suddenly became completely hopeless and knew that even after his death he could not enter the Jingguo Shrine and would become a wandering ghost.

Some people started crying.

When Roy saw that they were about to act out a sad drama, he immediately pulled out his gun and thought to himself: You can't act out a sad drama, you can only act out a tragedy.

The pistol intimidated the men.

Roy said: "Originally, we could have just left you here and not care whether you lived or died, but Commander George was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see you die miserably. Commander George knew that you were just doing the work and everything was ordered by your superiors, so he decided to give you a chance, a chance to live."

When the Japanese heard that they could survive, they immediately knelt down facing Qiao Youzhi.

Seeing this, Roy couldn't help but be happy: "Captain George knows that you are soldiers. Since you are soldiers, you should do what soldiers do and go to where soldiers should go, instead of doing things you are not good at. Captain George has decided to incorporate you into a secret army to carry out missions on the peninsula. Do you have confidence?"

When they heard about going to a war, some Japanese resisted. They didn't want to fight. Only a small part of them looked happy.

Qiao Youzhi said: "You should have heard of the Jackal Team. Some of you should know some of their members. Let me tell you, the Jackal Team is doing very well in the Peninsula, and all the money they send back to Japan is US dollars."

There were some Japanese who knew about the Jackal Team. Onoda knew the wife of one of them. When he was at his house, his wife took out some US dollars and asked Onoda to identify whether they were real.

Onoda took the money to the bank and exchanged it for cash. He then asked, "Sir, what mission are we on?"

"Usually it's a reconnaissance mission. The salary for garrison mission is low." Qiao Youzhi replied.

Onoda was excited and really wanted to go, and most of the people wanted to go too.

There are also some people who are more cunning. They think that the Americans want us to fight in order to be cannon fodder, so we must not go.

Roy asked loudly, "Is there anyone who doesn't want to go? We won't force them."

There were actually a few people raising their hands.

Roy asked the soldiers to pull them out, and soon, gunshots were heard behind the barracks.

Roy continued to ask: "Is there anyone who doesn't want to go?"

There was total silence; everyone was willing to go.