Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

Chapter 383: Dedicated to Killing Insects and Shooting the Sun

When the rockets exploded in the air and ignited the tall and wide buildings of the U.S. military base, the eyes of the protesters on the Japanese side, with low wooden houses in the background, widened.

One side is spacious and tall, while the other side is low and dense.

One side is made of reinforced concrete, and the other side is made of wood and broken tiles.

The people who came to protest were of course the radicals of the Japanese left. Mixed in the crowd were professional thugs from radical organizations such as the Central Nuclear Faction and the Revolutionary Marxist Faction. These people acted independently, and one could see with the naked eye that they each had their own area and were not involved with each other.

Suddenly, a young female cadre from the Central Nuclear Forces wearing a white helmet took the lead, wielding a shovel, and rushed to the temporary defense line formed by the pilots of the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force:

"Charge! Tear down this colonial fortress!"

A large number of young cadres from the Central Core faction began to use shovels and iron rods to destroy the roadblocks, trying to get into the Yokota base and defeat the occupation forces of the colonial empire. The left-wing fighters who were called upon really did what they said, and thousands of them began to attack the defense line.

Neither the local police nor the Air Self-Defense Force pilots at Yokota Air Base received permission to open fire, so they could only form a human wall to confront the protesters.

The radical fighters used shovels to call out the police one by one, and the police were defeated. The police also took out batons and started an unlimited fight with civilians on the street. The fierce confrontation caused the protest to quickly turn from verbal abuse to physical fighting, and from single fights to group fights.

Li Xinghe saw that the situation was getting out of control, so he got out of the car and said:

"I'll go and chase them away, to prevent the American troops from really shooting and killing people. You guys go quickly, and let the revolutionary army run quickly too."

Wu Jianzhong drove away knowingly, while Li Xinghe rushed over with his pistol drawn, firing a warning shot into the air:

"The Metropolitan Police Department is here! The SWAT team is here! The U.S. military is coming with tanks to kill people!"

He shouted, instructing the left-wing radicals to run away quickly.

There are no tanks at Yokota Air Base, but there are fully insured semi-trailers. The US military did indeed drive the semi-trailers out to block the road and scare people.

So the radical opposition made a private plan and decided to turn around and run away.

When escaping, Li Xinghe also helped the female cadre from the Central Nuclear Forces who started the fight first to the other side of the road. Her arm was dislocated by the baton.

This girl, who actually has a pretty face, bared her teeth at Li Xinghe:

"Dog police."

Li Xinghe teased her:

"No, he's a good policeman who sympathizes with the left-wing movement. Go quickly and don't get caught."

After saying that, he slowly entered the base.

When the radical left was attacking the gate of Yokota Air Base and the more radical ones had already started firing rockets and launching firecrackers with slingshots, the investigation team from the White House decisively switched their status, hid in the safe bunker, and became the bunker boys.

When Li Xinghe came in, the group was holding a secret meeting.

Emanuel was furious:

"G.L., Aiman and the team members stay, everyone else go out."

When only the insiders were there, the fat white man screamed like he had a mental breakdown:

"How could it become like this? Why did our efforts to serve the country suddenly become crimes that are condemned by the public? What right does Congress have to question us? The Intelligence Committee even asked me to provide a memorandum. This is outrageous. A group of politicians dare to point fingers at us!"

In two days and two nights, under the harm of director Li Xinghe, Emanuel went from being a high-ranking rich man at Raytheon to an overstepping clown who was repeatedly questioned by Congress and scolded by the committee.

He broke down here, but Li Xinghe became even happier.

After thinking about it carefully, Li Xinghe came up with a new idea.

At this extremely dangerous moment, it was time for him to completely leave Yokota Base and pretend to be an outsider.

He said to those around him:

"We should go. I'm going to create an opportunity to provoke him."

Everyone agreed and worked together to call Aiman out.

"Are you happy now, dear?"

Li Xinghe deliberately made trouble. He hugged Aiman's slender waist tightly, left kisses on the face of this beautiful intelligence witch, and planted strawberries on her neck.

"Hey, now..."

Aiman didn't expect that she would be flirted with by Li Xinghe in the bunker. She had no time to stop him. Her sexual desire, which had been trained to be unbridled, rushed uncontrollably left and right in her body. Li Xinghe helped her into the bathroom, asked her to hold the bathtub with both hands, lift her tender buttocks, and then began to explore her flower path, sprinting all the way with waves.

"Don't...don't go too deep you bastard..."

Aiman was fucked so hard that her whole body was limp, and she couldn't control her desire to be penetrated by Li Xinghe even more deeply. Soon, she didn't care about being discovered, and the sound spread outside and was heard by others.

When Li Xinghe had finished venting his feelings, Aiman was changing clothes helplessly when he suddenly noticed that there was a bottle of contraceptive pills distributed by the US military in her bag.

Obviously, this sinister and cunning woman was still holding back and had been disguising her weakness, almost making Li Xinghe forget that this woman was a spy chief.

"You have..."

Li Xinghe smiled evilly, secretly poured out Aiman's contraceptive pills, and poured the vitamin kidney-strengthening tablets in his pocket into the bottle. Anyway, they looked the same, all starch tablets. As for what would happen to this female spy in the future, Li Xinghe didn't care.

Li Xinghe took a photo of Aiman's contraceptive pills and her wet lace sexy panties together, and then posted it on WeChat Moments: "Fun time in the bunker."

This circle of friends was only open to the investigation team, so it was immediately discovered by Emanuel.

The fat white man pounded on Li Xinghe's door frantically and yelled at the people from the Malki Foundation: "Get lost! You guys are only causing trouble for me. Those guys who run private money parties, get out of here! You are finished, I will report you to the CIA and expel you completely."

Everyone enjoyed it and ran away immediately.

The Malki Foundation was completely driven out of the US military base.

"I hope you take care of yourself and reflect on it carefully."

Li Xinghe walked away with a sneer.

After he left, the investigation team's work objectives changed completely.

At this point, Emanuel had only one last option:

"We need to conduct a vigorous audit! We need to put all the problems of the U.S. military stationed in Japan over the years into the official records. We need to stop hiding the top-secret data provided by G.L. We just need to let Congress know that our investigation results are excellent."

Logically, this approach is radical.

But the fat white guy can only do so, because his official mission is to be responsible for government accountability review. Only by completing his main tasks beyond the requirements can he have room for maneuver to explain to Congress.

Those who walked out of the camp began to make their own arrangements.

Valeriya reported:

"The people have been arranged."

"Guns, ammunition and bombs were also stolen. We stole 60 rifles, tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition, dozens of bombs, grenades and a portable stinger."

Li Xinghe clapped his hands and asked everyone to go first:

"Sisters, please leave first. I will go to the Officers' Brotherhood to reminisce about the past."

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The US military has its own caste system. Officers are one group, non-commissioned officers are another group, and privates are treated like cattle and horses and can be rolled around at will.

As an army captain, technical lieutenant, and college student, Li Xinghe, although not from a military background, has been helping everyone with logistics work and replenishing guns and manpower, so he also received an invitation letter to the officers' club at Yokota Base.

Sitting in another bunker at Yokota Base, surrounded by the navy, army, air force and military officers of the US Army stationed in Japan, everyone is one of us. Li Xinghe calmly lit a cigarette and said:

"This fat guy ordered me to work for several days. I was exhausted and now he wants to put the blame on me. He kicked me out and will cause trouble for you again. He is the head of the investigation team who was named by Congress to submit the memorandum. If he can't find any achievements, he won't be able to report back."

The white and black officers around him were all smoking. Li Xinghe slammed the table in dissatisfaction:

"Hey guys, let's talk. Do you want to sit back and watch your Bro get killed by that fat guy from the CIA?"

Among military officers, only the strong can bring status.

A black man was smoking a cigarette and laughing strangely:

"Aren't we sitting here now, helping you?"

Everyone laughed strangely.

Although the Yokota base was blown up by rockets, in fact, it was mainly the peripheral buildings that were bombed, and at most the walls were broken, and the soldiers on the ground floor were injured. The officers sat in the bunkers and had no worries about food and drink, so naturally they had no worries about anything. And they sat here and did not go out to command the army to capture the revolutionary army. In essence, they were deliberately playing badly and creating the reality that Emanuel's tyranny investigation paralyzed the entire base.

After being audited for more than a week, the officers' wallets were bleeding heavily. There were even a few unlucky ones who were unable to master elementary school math and arithmetic and could not keep account books, so they were made examples by Emanuel and were prepared to be reported to the authorities and then dismissed.

Ron, a white lieutenant colonel in the missile battalion at the base, messed with Li Xinghe:

"Don't you have Ukrainians? Let them do the dirty work, and when things break out, just say it was done by Russian spies."

Li Xinghe knew that these old hands were bullying the newbies, so he immediately shook his head:

"Get lost. I don't want to take the blame."

The maintenance captain of another flight squadron was more anxious. His aircraft serviceability rate was less than 40%, so he said more directly:

"Don't worry. Our Lieutenant General Rich has already decided to resign and retire. He will be responsible for the entire loss of the US military account in Japan. In this case, it shouldn't be a problem for him to bear a little more."

When it comes to checking accounts, everyone is in danger, so the atmosphere of bullying newcomers disappears.

Someone yelled:

"FUCK, after thinking it over, it's safer to kill the fat guy."

Some people are brave enough to practice:

"Truck Iai Kill."

"Anyway, we were at the US military base, so we made up an excuse and said he was killed by a rioting soldier."

Some people are very creative:

"Send him to the Osprey helicopter? The accident rate of the Osprey is so high anyway, the worst that can happen is that it will be grounded again."

The last time a Japanese Osprey helicopter failed, a Japanese major general and an entire staff were buried in the sea. Although there are conspiracy theories that the missile was fired by the Chinese, it is more likely that the US military's Osprey helicopter, which malfunctions every day, is really not working well.

Li Xinghe began to step on the brakes instead, secretly provoking him:

"What will the lieutenant general and major general say?"

The officers didn't care:

"Who cares about them? We just do our own thing."

After internal discussions at the officers' club, they had decided to put Emanuel on Air Force Two and then blow up the plane with a homemade bomb similar to a homemade rocket. The maintenance company was responsible for making the rocket, the flight squadron was responsible for secretly paving the way, and the missile battalion was responsible for launching it secretly.

Li Xinghe was responsible for paying the money. After all, he had just made a lot of money from his brothers.

A few ruthless middle-level US military officers actually took the initiative to formulate a plan to harm the investigation team.

This may seem outrageous, but it is a common occurrence in the US military.

Most of these officers wore berets, sunglasses, American G-1 flight jackets, camouflage pants and big boots. They looked like a group of old soldiers who had done many evil things.

If Li Xinghe were to make an evaluation, this place would be more like a replica of the night of the coup d'état in the Fifth Republic.

He is not Chun Doo-hwan, but several ruffians among the old American soldiers are just like him.

"For our future, the loyalty of everyone must be guaranteed."

Ron suggested.

Li Xinghe jokingly brought out the Chinese way of swearing, saying: "In China, when people swear, they cut their hands with a knife and drop the water into the same bowl to show that we are of the same blood and are as close as brothers. We drink the water with spells and blood together in front of God to show that we will not betray each other. If we betray, we will be excommunicated by God. We will be sent to hell, punished in many ways, cut off from our descendants, and separated from our wives and children."

Among a group of officers with only junior high school level social and cultural knowledge, Li Xinghe's oriental mysticism's oath method is considered to have strict regulations and reasonable punishments.

In a religious society, faith and vows have a strong binding force.

So everyone cut their hands and dripped blood, and swore an oath in front of the statue of God.

Li Xinghe provided the ghost-painted runes, which fell into the water after burning, and were poured into cups for each person to drink.

Considering that some officers might be carrying pathogens, even syphilis or AIDS, Li Xinghe only distributed talisman water to them, and omitted blood.

Let us all swear together:

"loyalty!"

"loyalty!"

Outside, rockets and confrontations between police and civilians are still going on. The soldiers are shivering in the barracks, the generals are waiting to retire and doing nothing, and the officers are vowing to go it alone to eliminate the tax inspectors.

As for the fact that Ricky Rupp didn’t know, did the old man acquiesce to it?

Hard to say.

The author says:

Author's note: Thank you for your support. The next chapter will solve the problem and start killing. Sorry, I had a nightmare for a long time last night. I kept dreaming about my sister. I don't know what's going on. I'm not in a good state.