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"You mean they are going to fight Little Japan,"

Gu Yunhai's face revealed immediately, and the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by an expression of respect.

"Diaoyu Islands belong to China. Brother, tell me, are we Chinese?"

"That's right. Grandpa always reminds us that we are Chinese. Can't we forget that we are descendants of China?"

"Yes, we are Chinese, we are going to do something,"

Gu Shuxue's eyes shone with determination.

"The machines have been repaired. Let's go back and prepare to help them."

"Fight little Japan, Oye,"

When the three men heard Gu Shuxue's decision, their eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

In their eyes, Gu Shuxue is their eldest sister, their spiritual support, and their queen. Gu Shuxue's words are orders.

"Haha, Sora Aoi belongs to the world. This is probably the handwriting of that commander. What a bad calligraphy."

When leaving the summit, Gu Shuxue suddenly discovered a few crooked words on the back of the stone tablet. She laughed, and the handsome figure with swarthy face and white teeth appeared in front of her again.

…

Takeshita went to sea early in the morning.

Sliding on the broken sampan, Takeshita left the Okinawa fishing pier and headed south. He looked around and determined the location of the sunken ship under the boat. He hung up fish food, threw out the fishing line, and lay down on the sampan. Basking in the sun on the board.

It's a nice day today, the wind is nice and sunny. I hope I can catch more fish. I'll go back to Okinawa to find those American soldiers and exchange them for some canned beef or something. The two boys at home will probably jump to the sky with joy.

If in the past, there would be no need to fish, just drive that 500-horsepower fishing boat, turn on the fish finder, and catch fish wherever there are more fish. With one net, at least several tons of fish would be caught. Those American soldiers are really a waste, fish heads Don’t even bother with the fish tail, just eat the fish fillets, and they’ll be fried. What a waste.

They don't know that fresh fish, sliced ​​into thin slices, served with soy sauce and horseradish, is the most delicious thing in the world, tsk tsk.

Takeshita thought about sashimi and felt a little hungry. He found a few seaweed dumplings, drank a sip of water, and finally swallowed the vegetable dumplings. It had been a long time since he had eaten rice dumplings.

A nasty earthquake, a nasty tsunami, everything was destroyed.

Takeshita was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard a roar. The sound was too familiar. It was clearly the sound of a ship's diesel engine.

Takeshita hurriedly stood up and looked around. Yaoxi, it's a warship. There are many warships. The warships of the Imperial Japanese Navy are back again.

After getting excited, Mr. Takeshita wiped his eyes and took a closer look. The flags flying on the dozens of warships were clearly the five-star red flag, not the familiar sun flag with rice characters on a white background, not the Japanese Navy, but Chinese Navy ships.

Takeshita's face turned pale. When the tsunami occurred, Takeshita had seen that all the warships in the Okinawa base were destroyed by the tsunami. Moreover, for more than a year, there was no trace of Japanese warships, American warships or aircraft at all.

Takeshita knew that this earthquake would probably destroy everything. The reason why his family was lucky enough to survive might be due to the protection of Amaterasu.

But now there are actually Chinese warships, not just one, but a formation. This is terrible. Could it be that Amaterasu no longer protects his people?

Run away, run away quickly, this was Takeshita's first thought. Return to Okinawa and tell the American soldiers that they still have advanced weapons there that can destroy Chinese warships.

But the most important thing right now was to throw the gun into the sea. Takeshita immediately dug out an automatic rifle from the bilge, touched it with a little nostalgia, and threw it into the sea ruthlessly.

He picked it up in Okinawa. Because he had served in the Self-Defense Forces, Takeshita liked this small-caliber automatic rifle very much. This is the latest standard weapon in Japan. Takeshita had to take it with him every time he went to sea. He had the right to deal with it. Sharks use it to defend themselves.

It's a pity that this thing is not an auspicious thing now. If it is discovered by the Chinese soldiers, it is estimated that the head will be damaged. Takeshita is not a fool. He knows that the Chinese army can dispatch a fleet, which is something the Japanese army cannot currently do. Those who are in charge of current affairs are heroes, so it is better to throw away the gun.

The broken sampan that was half sail and half oar could not escape a few meters away from the diesel-powered warship. Takeshita was surrounded by Chinese warships. Takeshita regretted very much why he had to run so far to fish today.

However, I heard that Chinese soldiers are civilized soldiers and never abuse prisoners. I guess I will not be harmed. This is what my grandfather said when he entered China and became a prisoner of the Eighth Route Army. Thinking of this, Mr. Takeshita raised his hand consciously. and hands, surrendered.

"Haha, the Japanese are very conscious and know how to cooperate."

On the bridge, Li Baoqiang smiled proudly at Ichiro Hashimoto and Jun Ono.

"Hai, we are all good citizens of Japan,"

Hashimoto and Ono flattered each other.

The speedboat of ship 131 captured Takeshita, but no binding measures were taken. The guy cooperated obediently and followed the Chinese soldiers to the conference room of ship 131.

Along the way, Takeshita observed the Chinese soldiers slyly. They were too tough, and each of them looked murderous, as if they were going to eat him. Takeshita couldn't help but pray to the great god Amaterasu to bless his life.

The interrogation task must have been handed over to Hashimoto and Ono, but currently these two guys are the only ones who understand Japanese. In order to prevent collusion, Li Baoqiang decided to let Hashimoto Ichiro interrogate the first Japanese prisoner, and he, the Konoha captain and Ono Shun Listen to the interrogation in the chief's lounge next to the conference room.

Hashimoto Ichiro secretly complained that this Chinese commander was very cunning. He was the future Prime Minister of Japan and had provoked a civil war between himself and Ono. Now he also adopted an interrogation and surveillance method. It was high, it was really high.

Hashimoto put away his thoughts and asked him honestly about the situation.

Hearing the friendly accent from the suburbs of Yokohama, Mr. Takeshita felt as if he had met a relative and shouted excitedly: "Fellow, how can you serve the Chinese people?"

"Baga, who is your fellow countryman? Why don't you salute the Japanese Minister of Defense when you see him?"

Ichiro Hashimoto was temporarily appointed by Li Baoqiang as Minister of Defense of Japan. This position made Hashimoto very proud of himself.

It's a pity that Ono Jun didn't get any appointment, so Ono Jun was filled with hatred next door. Ono Jun translated every word and deed of Hashimoto quite accurately.

Ono Jun wanted to impose a few words and put a label on Hashimoto, so that Li Baoqiang would be angry and kill Hashimoto directly.

However, after much thought, Ono Jun still translated honestly. Commander Li was not that easy to deceive.

"Hai hai," Mr. Takeshita immediately bowed ninety degrees, but he was wondering why the Japanese Minister of Defense was on a Chinese warship.

Although he was suspicious, Takeshita still told Ichiro Hashimoto everything he knew.

"Report to the commander, the guy's name is Takeshita, he is a fisherman,"

"Report to the commander, there are about 50,000 people on Okinawa,"

"Report to the commander, he said there are not many troops on Okinawa,"

Ono Shun was an honest translator next door.

"Report to the commander, he, he said... there is..."

A flash of excitement flashed in Ono Jun's eyes, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Damn it, you don't want to live anymore, what did he say?"

Li Baoqiang roared angrily, drew his pistol and pointed it at Ono Jun.

Because in Ono Jun's eyes, Li Baoqiang clearly saw that Ono Jun was gloating about his misfortune.