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

Kishi Nobu's family was home to a group of warlords and chaebol leaders from the old Japanese era, all of whom were war criminals. Some of them had evaded arrest by the US military and were living cautiously, not daring to show their faces; some had obtained permission from the US military and were free again.

The reason why I showed up at Kishi Nobu's house today was to listen to Kishi Nobu talk about a so-called Japanese revival plan.

Kishi Nobu stared at him with sinister eyes, unable to hide his excitement: "The war has broken out on the peninsula. For Japan, it is our chance to revive. Nanhan has been defeated all the way, and the US military will not sit idly by. As long as the US military takes action, and it is a big action, it is our chance?"

"Will the US military not withdraw from Japan for the sake of the peninsula?" said the leader of the Mitsubishi family doubtfully.

Kishi Nobu rolled his eyes at him, "You are a businessman. The United States will not withdraw its troops from Japan. It will always support Han. If the U.S. military sends a small number of troops, it will not be good for us in Japan. It is best for the U.S. military to intervene on a large scale and mobilize tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of troops to participate in the war on the peninsula. Everyone, just imagine, if the U.S. military takes such a large-scale action, how will the logistics be handled? Will the U.S. military be stupid enough to transport them from the mainland? Japan is just a stone's throw away from the peninsula. Everyone, do you understand what I said?"

The so-called Japanese elites present suddenly realized and nodded, showing great respect for Kishi Nobuyuki.

Kishi Nobu's eyes became even darker. "I wanted to meet Admiral Mai, but I didn't. I just wanted to get some information about the US military. Although the US military's actions are unknown, the war situation on the peninsula is in front of us. Nanhan can't hold on. Everyone, we can't allow Nanhan to hold on. We have to find a way to make them lose faster. Only in this way will the US military intervene on a large scale."

At this point, Kishi Nobu's eyes were fixed on a thin old man: "Sato, you still have a lot of secrets of the Nanhan Army in your hands. At this time when Japan is expected to revive, you can take action."

Sato is a senior spy who has been on the peninsula for many years and has trained soldiers from the South Han country. Currently, officers at all levels of the South Han army have people he has ambushed. As long as he gives an order, these people will only follow the Japanese orders.

Sato nodded to Kishi Nobuyuki and left the venue.

Kishi Nobu waited until his shadow disappeared, then cast his eyes on the other bald man: "Tada, you have to command some soldiers. When necessary, I will convince Admiral Mai that we have to set foot on the land of the peninsula again. We still have to go back. As long as we set foot on the peninsula, Manchuria is not far away. The Americans don't understand the situation in the East. Even if they take it down, they can't manage it well. We in Japan must let the American soldiers open the way for us. We still have to realize the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere."

Tadoda was very excited. He stood up straight, saluted, and said nothing.

"Gentlemen, make all preparations for the empire."

Kishi Nobu raised his hands high, gritted his teeth, and did not shout out "Long live!"

Everyone in the room raised their hands like him.

While the Japs were plotting, General Mai's favorite, intelligence officer Qiao Youzhi, was sitting in the jeep of the beautiful female officer Tina, speeding along the newly built road towards a complex of buildings flashing neon lights.

Tina drove, pressing the accelerator almost into the tank.

Qiao Youzhi was a little scared: This woman is not afraid of being hit to death, but I don’t want to be hit to death. I came from a different time period. If I get hit to death, can I go back?

"George," Tina interrupted Qiao Youzhi's thoughts: "This is your first time here, right? You are anxious to find a girl, am I anxious too? Here is my little baby, his name is Yoshikawa, I gave him an American name, Tiff."

Qiao Youzhi suddenly remembered that in order to please the Americans, the Japanese not only have people who serve American male soldiers, but also have people who serve American female soldiers. It seems that Tina, the female American military officer, enjoys it very much.

The jeep stopped and Qiao Youzhi looked at the road sign: Komachihara.

Tina couldn't wait to get out of the car and shouted to Qiao Youzhi: "George, I'm going in first. Oh, my baby, I'm coming."

Before Qiao Youzhi could react, Tina disappeared.

It was Qiao Youzhi's first time here and he felt a little restrained.

A Japanese woman in her twenties wearing a kimono came over and spoke fluent English: "Sir, is this your first time here? Can I serve you?"

Now that he could not leave, Qiao Youzhi did not say anything, nor did he know what to say. He stared at the Japanese woman intently, and AV scenes from decades later flashed through his mind.

After entering a room, the Japanese woman introduced herself: "My name is Liangzi."

"What's your last name?" Qiao Youzhi stared at her and asked.

Ryoko was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily: "My last name is Nakano, sir. You are really different from your friends. When they come, they don't even ask for my name, let alone my last name."

Qiao Youzhi smiled: "Why do you do this?"

Ryoko stopped taking off her clothes and said, "Sir, is this what you came here to ask?"

"Isn't it convenient to answer?"

"No, it's our honor to serve you."

"Sincerely?"

"Sir, this is His Majesty's order. As his subjects, we are neither sincere nor insincere."

"His Majesty?"

"Your Majesty, he is the god of our country, but now he listens to you."

Qiao Youzhi smiled.

Seeing this, Liangzi was no longer reserved: "Sir, don't worry, I have served many Americans."

"How old were you when you started doing this?"

Ryoko was a little sad: "To be exact, it's been a long time. The first time was not with you, but with Utsunomiya-kun. He was a member of the Kamikaze team. After I served him, he left. I don't know where he is now. Is he alive or not?"

Qiao Youzhi changed the subject: "Who else is at home?"

Upon hearing this, Yoshiko burst into tears: "My mother is the only one left. My father lost his legs in the war and passed away the day before yesterday. My brothers and sisters are also gone. My mother is the only one left. She relies on me."

Liangzi suddenly stopped crying and pleaded with Qiao Youzhi, "Sir, if you want to know anything else, can you please ask me later? If you refuse my service today, my mother will have nothing to eat."

Qiao Youzhi was stunned. It seemed that he couldn't leave without leaving something behind.

Qiao Youzhi originally had a sense of guilt, but when he heard Liangzi calling them Americans, the sense of guilt disappeared. Even if there was any guilt, it should be on the Americans.

Facing Qiao Youzhi, Liangzi thinks he is different from other Americans.

Seeing that Qiao Youzhi had almost finished his rest, he massaged his body and asked, "Sir, do you do that job?"

"What job?"

"The kind of secret investigation."

"How did you tell?"

"You were very careful when you first arrived, and you asked a lot of questions."

Qiao Youzhi couldn't help but take a second look at this Japanese woman, thinking, are you doing secret work?

He wanted to escape from this place and take out all the US dollars Tina gave him.

Ryoko couldn't believe her eyes: "Sir, you gave it all to me."

"take it."

Liangzi took the money and looked at Qiao Youzhi with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Finally, I mustered up the courage to tell a secret: "Sir, my neighbor is a man in his thirties who has fought in the war. He seems to be the person you are looking for."

Qiao Youzhi was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Where did you fight?"

"I don't know about that."

"Please tell me the detailed address."

Yoshiko wrote down an address.

Qiao Youzhi put it in his pocket and stared at Liangzi again before leaving.

"Sir, I won't say anything."

Qiao Youzhi nodded and walked out of the room nervously.

It was getting lively outside, with many American soldiers, in disheveled clothes, hugging Japanese prostitutes, who were even more disheveled, and shouting and cheering.

When Qiao Youzhi squeezed in, he saw that Tina was drunk and was spinning around carrying her Japanese baby Yoshikawa.

Being carried by a foreign woman in public, Yoshikawa's self-esteem was challenged and his face turned red.

Some American soldiers went even further and ran over to grab Yoshikawa's crotch.

Suddenly, someone outside shouted, "Captain Smith."

The almost uncontrollable lively scene immediately quieted down.