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

Nakamoto had seen all kinds of situations, and he was not panicked at all, mainly because he had the support of the US military. He pointed at Ogura and said, "The Americans don't know about this yet. Do you want to make a big fuss and let the Americans know?"

"You American dog!" Ogura cursed.

Nakamoto smiled and said, "I am the dog of the Americans. You and everyone here are not dogs. If any of you don't want to be dogs, don't do this job and go home."

The Navy idiot said nothing.

"Xiao Cang, I came to you today for your own good. You don't want to let the Americans interrogate you, do you?"

Ogura shook his head firmly, insisting that the first aid kit with dog shit in it was not him.

Nakamoto chuckled and said, "To put it in a big way, this is called revenge against the US military. To put it in a small way, it's called a production accident. You choose one."

"I don't choose any of them. It wasn't me who did it."

An Yongxi looked at it for a long time but didn't take any action, so he pushed the door open angrily.

The navy and army idiots in the workshop all restrained their emotions, remained silent, and made way for them.

An Yongxi picked up the first aid kit and was filled with anger: "This is a serious incident. It is a blatant killing of American soldiers. It must be dealt with seriously."

Ogura's arrogance disappeared, and there was more of a pleading look in his eyes when he looked at Nakamoto.

Nakamoto couldn't save him, so two army stags picked him up and took him to an empty room.

There were not enough torture instruments, but An Yongxi thought that Zhongben would have a way, so he sat in the chair and waited for the show.

The wooden stick that Nakamoto was holding was from the navy. He waved it in front of Ogura and said, "Do you recognize this thing?"

A hint of hatred flashed across Ogura's eyes.

Nakamoto hated the navy idiots even more than he hated Ahn Young-hee and the Americans. He hit Ogura on the waist with a stick. Ogura was really good and did not fall down. He held on. This was all thanks to his former superior, who had beaten him like this many times.

Ogura stopped and looked at Zhongben with contempt, thinking that with such little strength, it was no wonder that he was defeated by the Chinese.

Nakamoto was furious and continued to swing his stick a few times. Ogura fell to the ground after the dozenth blow. Nakamoto put away the stick and asked, "Will you tell me who else was your accomplice just now?"

Ogura was very tough: "All Japanese people are my partners, except you American dogs."

Nakamoto sneered: "You are so stubborn, I wonder how long you can keep it up."

The two army thieves found a saw, cut open the bottom of the chair, revealing a circle, and then tied Kokura to the chair.

He found a candlestick, lit a candle, and placed it under the chair, with the flame facing the middle of Ogura's buttocks.

Ogura's face changed expression at that moment. After a while, the muscles on his face twisted, and he clenched his teeth so hard that his lips were bitten.

Nakamoto wanted to take off his pants and let the flames burn, but suddenly it occurred to him that burning the pants first would increase the pain.

Xiao Cang finally couldn't hold on any longer, blood foam spurted out of his mouth: "I say, I say, take the candle away."

"You speak first, and then take the candle away." Nakamoto was unmoved.

Ogura hurriedly said a few names, and Onoda deliberately remembered them very slowly, constantly asking who he was talking about, Omura Shoichi or Omura Masaki.

Xiao Cang's eyes almost popped out and his butt was about to be burnt. He endured the severe pain and said: "Both of them."

Onoda looked at his painful expression and laughed, "Ogura, we cured your hemorrhoids, you should be happy."

Ogura didn't have the energy to curse back and could only ask them to take the candle away.

Nakamoto was not satisfied with these lists and asked him to continue to tell valuable information.

Onoda brought two thicker and longer candles, and Ogura broke down: "I'll tell you a big secret."

An Yongxi pricked up his ears.

"Masatomo Kono, Masatomo Kono has killed many Americans. He was responsible for the Nanyang Massacre in the Philippines."

Nakamoto was terrified. How could he reveal Kono's identity?

Ogura took the risk and revealed the big news: Kono was from the army, and Ogura was ready to fight to the death with the army.

An Yongxi heard it clearly, asked someone to remove the candle under Ogura's buttocks, and walked closer to him: "You are talking about Kono who killed an American. Where is Kono?" An Yongxi was overjoyed and told Nakamoto: "Protect this person well. Don't make any mistakes. If he dies, you will pay for his life."

After saying that, he ran to the office and called Qiao Youzhi.

Nakamoto knew something was wrong. Ogura, that bastard, had told Kono about it. Seeing An Yongxi leaving, he glared at him with flaming eyes, "Asshole, do you know what you just said?"

Xiao Cang was mentally disturbed by the pain and indeed had forgotten what he had just said. He asked blankly, "What did I say, you dog!"

Nakamoto smiled. He knew I was a dog and seemed to have cleared my mind. I helped him recall: "Asshole, you just talked about Kono and said that he killed a lot of Americans in Southeast Asia."

Ogura forgot the pain in his buttocks and was distracted: "Nakamoto-kun, I really told you about Kono-kun. I am guilty. Please, kill me, kill me."

Nakamoto shook his head: "If you die, the Americans will come after us." Then he instructed Onoda to tie him up and make sure nothing happened to him.

Onoda and a few army idiots naturally knew that this matter was of great importance and concerned their lives, so they tied Ogura up like a dumpling and stuffed a towel into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue. The three of them kept an eye on him all the time.

Nakamoto was not idle either. He found the heads of the navy and the army in the workshop. When the navy glared at him, Nakamoto was furious and slapped him in the face: "It's already this time, and you are still targeting me."

The navy idiot was already being bullied and was beaten for no reason, so he wanted to fight back.

Nakamoto waved his stick and muttered, "Ogura got into trouble. He told the Americans about Kono-kun."

Upon hearing this, the navy officer who had taken action was stunned. He felt a little resentful towards Ogura for telling everything to others.

Kono is not an ordinary devil. He is the most prestigious family boss in this area and controls the fate of many people. For example, those navy and army idiots in the factory who dislike each other. If Kono is unhappy, these people will not even have enough food to eat.

Kono participated in the war, but because of his prominent status, he did not charge into battle. He only appeared after the battle was over and did things like massacring prisoners and civilians. After returning to Japan, he was named the God of War.

In the Philippines, as an officer escorting American prisoners of war, he looked at the tall American soldiers and chopped off the heads of any American soldiers taller than him with his saber. Some American soldiers were taller than him after their heads were chopped off, so he chopped off their knees.

Kono killed for four or five days in a row. Those who were beheaded died instantly without pain; those who had their calves chopped off died in endless pain. Countless American soldiers watched themselves bleed to death and died in agony.

Kono's hands were stained with the blood of American soldiers and Chinese soldiers and civilians, but after the war he escaped capture thanks to his strong family connections.

After being a coward for several years, this guy became active due to the Korean War and organized a large number of veterans to enter the factory. From another perspective, this was also a disguised way of commanding the army.

All Japanese were warned that they must keep Kono's past secret. Ogura couldn't bear the pain and told it all.

Qiao Youzhi also rushed to the factory as soon as possible.