Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

When they were young, were they supporters of that damned "alliance of Marxists and Emperor adherents"? Is that why they still remember it so fondly?

But "The Story of a Female Civil Servant" is a nonsensical political comedy, so it's as funny and absurd as possible.

Li Xinghe scratched his head:

"Well... it's not entirely impossible."

The Ryukyu issue has only just begun, and there is still a long way to go before relations are completely severed with Japan. Therefore, such a system would be a good choice for a reasonable balance between China and Japan.

The story of the female civil servant airs two episodes a week. If I count carefully, it will be up to the point where she becomes a special episode.

The ninth episode aired right when the political situation was at its most heated and intense in September. Airing it at that time laid the political groundwork for a future resolution to the Okinawa crisis, and was a crucial step in elevating the drama from a nonsensical comedy piled with vulgar jokes to a nationally popular political drama.

"Also, you need to reshoot the erotic scenes from the second season here."

Misato then came up with a second script in a completely different way.

This is pure fanservice and eroticism, featuring themes such as Nozomi Sasaki's bare back, Haru's stockings, and various sexually suggestive scenes. Even more extreme, the script explicitly mentions certain scenes.

Looking at such a sensual scene, Li Xinghe couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart:

"This is way too explicit..."

Just then, Haru and Nozomi Sasaki, both wearing loose bathrobes and exquisite makeup, entered the room to prepare for the next shot test and reshoot with Misato.

Misato forcibly hugged her son, attempting to correct his understanding of sexual fetishes:

"This is called studying the sexy beauty of Japanese women. Sit still and behave yourself. Mom is going to teach you what traditional female beauty is so you won't always be fooling around with those slutty, white-haired women."

This is called instilling patriotism in your son.

Misato was so certain of her opinion.

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Author's Note: Thank you all for your support. Here's 5000 words. The Okinawa Incident is just one of my own fantasies; it's highly unlikely to happen, and even if it does, it would probably be after 2040.

Chapter 583: There's Only One Mother in the World, The 25th Division's Power-Off Plan (5100 words)

In the dimly lit room, with a sensual yellow light as a backdrop, two beautiful women in yukatas lay prone on the tatami mats, striking various alluring poses.

"Have a drink, things aren't going to be so easy from here on out."

Haru placed four cups of sake in front of everyone, and Li Xinghe, without suspicion, drank them all in one gulp. After drinking, he felt a kind of hazy, dreamlike feeling, as if he had let go of many things.

Drinking alcohol can relax a tense mind, making it easier to perform well in such situations.

As usual, Li Xinghe and Haru started the battle first.

Haru easily took off her yukata, instantly becoming completely naked, and straddled Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe was also surprised:

"Don't you have seamless underwear today?"

"We're already so familiar with each other, I bet even if I wear it, you'll still break it, right? Don't always waste precious props."

Haru remained silent.

When have you ever managed to ruin a seamless bra? Do you think props are so easy to mess with?

Then she parted her cheeks, letting the bright red butterfly devour the large starry river in one bite, and sat in Li Xinghe's lap, gently rubbing against him.

Jian Mei blushed and quietly filmed while pushing the camera.

Sasaki Nozomi stared in disbelief, then hid in a corner in shock.

Weren't we here to film some erotic scenes and study the aesthetic features of Japanese beauties? How come you two are already connecting so intimately as soon as you meet? Is this a film shoot or a sex party?

Mom, you need to do something about this!

She peeked out from the corner and found that Misato, who was in charge of directing the filming, was gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her eyes wide open. She didn't even notice that her yukata had slipped down, revealing the small grass inside her blue silk lingerie. She was watching with more fascination than anyone else.

After a long period of abstinence, Haru couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes. She quickly started leaking nectar and collapsed into Li Xinghe's arms, panting heavily.

"The next part of the script is... Huh? What is this?"

Although his psychological defenses had been breached by alcohol, and he was even more confused and disoriented by the physical intimacy with a woman, Li Xinghe was still shocked when he looked at the script.

This is way too yellow.

The script below is entirely devoid of frontal shots, but it requires filming his semi-naked back, shoulders, and the silhouette of a woman, accompanied by numerous suggestive female voices. In the script design, the first action is for the mother, Misato, to spread her legs and restrain her son's waist, faking a pose reminiscent of a erotic manga, known as the "Rito Fall."

Li Xinghe and Jian Meili had already accidentally gotten too close to each other once during an audition. Since then, Li Xinghe has been hesitant to get too close to Jian Meili. And now they're doing it again?

Not to mention, Li Xinghe was still rock hard.

The mother and son gazed at each other, and Misato, with her cheeks flushed, was as lovely as the red leaves of Fragrant Hills in autumn.

Li Xinghe suddenly felt that life is just a series of coincidences.

At this point, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of human relationships and to provide psychological cover for Misato, who, despite her naturally mysterious and cute appearance, is actually flexible and calm inside.

She took out a condom and carefully put it on Li Xinghe:

"We still need to take precautions. That way it won't count as direct contact, it won't."

This hypnotic, nonsensical theory actually convinced Misato.

Huh? What did Yoshiko tell me again? What did she do with the condoms in her room?

Misato suddenly couldn't remember clearly.

This isn't Yoshiko's room, so there shouldn't be any problem. Besides, family members know their own situation; the women of the Kazuma family are extremely infertile, to the point that it's almost impossible for them to have children.

So, with the help of Haru, who was drunk and whose eyes were filled with an evil aura, Da Da Xinghe smoothly explored into his mother's garden, parted the narrow and difficult doorway, and completely entered his nominal cradle.

"what!"

Misato's legs, her fleshy thighs rubbing against Li Xinghe's waist, she clenched her hands, closed her eyes and pretended she couldn't see anything.

Li Xinghe moved slightly, slowly moving in and out, and drops of liquid quickly flowed out. After a few moments, Misato's waist suddenly tightened, and after trembling involuntarily a few times, she gushed out.

Because she was too nervous, Mom only lasted 2 minutes this time.

“What a bunch of trash…” Nozomi Sasaki muttered quietly from the corner.

"Waaah..."

Misato covered her face and quickly buried herself under the covers.

Li Xinghe hurriedly comforted Jian Meili:

"It's okay, Mom. It's not shameful. Next time, we can invite Higashikawa Yukami over. She's much faster than you."

That being said, Yukimi-chan is really unlucky.

Misato quickly and shyly punched her son:

"Hey! I'm not that bad, it's...it's you who made me too nervous. Let's try again."

Anyway, it's not true.

She hypnotized herself in this way, gradually removing her bottom line.

This time, the pose change was still based on a panel from a famous erotic manga, with Misato lying on the ground and Lee Seigawa covering her from behind. The condom, which had long since lost its effectiveness, fell to the ground during the change of clothes, but Haru kicked it into the trash can, making it an unfortunate object that no one cared about.

Miri Mapu

Lying prone on the bed, she lowered her waist and raised her buttocks so her son could grasp them and vigorously penetrate her. The sounds of their slapping echoed in the room. Misato, not daring to utter a sound, silently endured this boundary-crossing mother-son love.

Nozomi Sasaki silently held the camera:

"Hey hey hey, third shot, could you two please cooperate a bit? Tuck your penis in, it's too obvious, this isn't a filming location. Wait, what am I saying..."

Although it wasn't, the scene was far more explicit and violent than what could be described.

Misato lay on her side on the bed, embracing Haru affectionately, while Lee Seong-ha stood beside her, diligently cultivating the fertile soil of Misato's mother.

Haru is a great bed partner, constantly helping Li Xinghe and Ma Miri adjust their positions, and even taking over when Ma Miri is about to give up, creating the best lovemaking experience for her.

Finally, tense and with a white pearl hidden inside her, Misato lay on the bed, her eyes half-closed, letting sweat and the pearl drip down her thighs. Touching her lower abdomen, which seemed to be radiating heat, feeling the warmth and flow within, Misato couldn't help but ask herself:

Am I a good mother?

Thinking about this, Misato felt a chill run down her spine. After all, she really wasn't a good mother. She had given birth to a child and entrusted it to her younger sister, Chiyo Hinaki, to raise. She herself had become withdrawn and hid in Tokyo, afraid to see her child. Only after the child grew up and she returned did she manage to mend some of their relationship. This was simply not good.

She hurriedly tried to excuse herself:

"I will try my best to be a good mother in the future."

Thinking of this, Misato felt a sense of atonement. If... by accident... that... there really was a possibility of having a child, it would be a way of atoneing for Li Xinghe, and also a trial to become a qualified mother again.

So she turned around and hugged Li Xinghe tightly, kissing her son's neck:

"Am I a good mother? I think I am."

Haru rolled her eyes, sighing at the hardships of working people who have to make such sacrifices for film and television status and friendships.

The next day, they still had to continue making contributions.

……

On Okinawa Island.

Inside the tunnel dug by the engineering corps, Zhang Xiaoqian silently shouted into the phone:

"Good soldiers? We don't need good soldiers."

"We are looking for veterans who, after their discharge, are in dire financial straits, have gambling debts, bankrupt investments, have a bad credit history, are divorced, childless, or orphaned, and have no choice but to leave their hometowns and take a desperate gamble. Ideally, they should be from Fujian or Zhejiang, so we can easily forge their place of origin and register their household in New Ryukyu as relatives in Taiwan, Fujian, or Wenzhou-Taiwan, or as relatives of orphans. After all, it would be too deliberate if everyone came here to obtain citizenship through marriage."

A significant number of veterans with low levels of education, coming from rural areas and peri-urban areas, do not have a satisfactory life after leaving the military. Coupled with the slowdown in economic growth in recent years, investment failures, and the cryptocurrency bubble, many of them are in dire need of employment.

It's not even a hope.

Therefore, only this type of soldier was needed on the Okinawa battlefield.

In a rush, Zhejiang and Fujian quickly gathered the required number of people by utilizing the powerful data search capabilities of the Veterans Affairs Bureau. They then allowed the Ryukyu Independence Army to place targeted advertisements for them and evacuate them from the country for free.

Meanwhile, a team with higher rank and stronger command capabilities than Zhang Xiaoqian was sent from China to Okinawa as a third party. The on-site commanders were nominally Chinese and South Korean veterans who were volunteer mercenaries, and they attempted to compete with the US Third Expeditionary Force and the 25th Marine Division.

Everyone is eager to know:

"What is the actual combat level of their coastal combat regiments? Does the 25th Division, once hailed as an elite force, match the combat effectiveness of the Russian-Ukrainian theater? What are its levels of expertise in drone protection, missile deployment, and air-ground coordination? What new changes have occurred in the Indo-Pacific theater after three years of military reforms?"

This is the best testing opportunity, equivalent to a live-fire exercise.

Moreover, it can simultaneously observe both US and South Korean forces.

People want to know, how will future wars be fought?

Right here in Okinawa, with unlimited drones and bombs, and with the support of high-tech AI, a guerrilla tactic combining drones and AI is being developed.

The guerrillas almost never participated in direct combat, but instead frantically dug tunnels, laid landmines, flew drones, and infiltrated various camera lenses.

The drones in the sky continued their relentless bombing swarm, dropping not only detonators and bombs, but also blades, ignition devices, feces, and wooden sticks. Every item that fell from the sky caused great tension for the US military and the Self-Defense Forces.

Bombs and landmines of various sizes were planted outside U.S. military and Self-Defense Force bases, as well as along major roads. Traffic cameras detected linked AI-generated detonators; if a U.S. military vehicle's license plate was detected, the roadside bombs would detonate randomly.

Flying drones, satellites, and all AI-connected mobile phones, cameras, and vehicle-mounted radars are constantly searching for and collecting intelligence on US military activities. This intelligence is then aggregated and analyzed by the AI ​​mastermind, providing guerrillas with the best ambush and escape routes. It even predicts where the 25th Division's flamethrower trains will set fire next, guiding local residents to evacuate.

After several days of continuous drone harassment and guerrilla ambushes, the combat capabilities of the US military were gradually revealed.

The 25th Marine Division's defenses against drones were utterly inept, and the entire unit was virtually incapable of responding to air strikes, far inferior to that of Ukrainian veterans.

Compared to the neighboring Third Expeditionary Force, this unit was far more sluggish in its response. They preferred to remain in their barracks, constantly harassed and bombed, rather than disperse and dig trenches and tunnels for cover. They refused to disperse, refused to think proactively, and relied primarily on a turtling survival strategy within their camps.

Based on this, everyone can make the following assessment of the US military in the Indo-Pacific theater:

"The U.S. Army in the Indo-Pacific region is still the same force that has never understood field air defense. The so-called drone jamming guns are basically ineffective in complex situations. They are no different now than they were in Iraq and Afghanistan."

The tradition of the U.S. Army is to serve as a support force for the Air Force and to act as an occupation force. The 25th Division has long been stationed in peaceful Hawaii and Alaska and has not been sent to Ukraine for training.

If we can't defeat the guerrillas, does that mean we can't kill civilians?

So they are in Okinawa just like they are in the Middle East.

At the same time, the 25th Division was also setting fire to civilian areas, forcing the civilians out, and then razing the area to the ground, cutting off the Ryukyu Independence Army's operational range.

Any resident who dares to resist will immediately become a victim of bullets.

In less than six days, they shot and killed 400 civilians for amusement, and the killings became increasingly rampant, driving tens of thousands of people into refugees.

Even the American media were speechless and criticized them in their newspapers:

"The 25th Marine Division is still that bloodthirsty machine that slaughters civilians. From the Korean War to the Vietnam War, and Afghanistan, there is almost no time when they don't kill people."