Chapter 47: Pretending to Play Along

  Qingteng let out a sigh and said, "I really don't understand why you're so confident that after I get the weapon, I won't turn against you? Won't take my people to engage in an armed conflict with your people?"

  Shan Yixuan smiled and said in a loud voice, "I'm afraid you'll turn against my people if you get your hands on weapons, but I know you hate war! Turning against me is fine, but did all of my people grow up eating plain vegetables?"

  Qīng Téng thought for a moment and said: "What do you want me to do?"

  "Bring your people, join Qinglong Village, and we'll be brothers. Of course, our battles with the local people won't stop unless they surrender and leave China. Has Japan given you hope? Everywhere there are comfort women, you sacrifice on the battlefield, your wives are entertained by others, is this the life you want? You still think that your emperor loves you so much... He invades other countries for his own desires, occupies other people's lands, it's easy to wipe you out, what hope do you have?"

  Tohno Shingen's brainwashing made Seijuro Akashi lose all hope for his own Yamato people in Japan, the blueprint of his home country was deeply connected to invasion and aggression, there were only two ways to escape this relationship: one, death; two, never returning to that sorrowful land again.

  "If you win, will you attack my country?" Qingteng Yimut looked at Shan Yixuan seriously. The man in front of him had ambition, ability, and a bewitching charm... With him, Japan's invasion of China would be the biggest stumbling block. If he joined forces with him, there would be many battles against his own people in the future, could he really do it? Would his soldiers point their spears at their own people? A series of questions arose in Qingteng Yimut's mind.

  Shan Yixuan smiled and said, "I haven't thought about such a distant matter, what are you worried about? Your people are rampaging on our territory, don't we have the right to expel them? If you were us, how would you do it? Whether or not to follow is your and your people's business, think carefully!" Shan Yixuan saw Qingteng Yimu with a heavy heart, and said somewhat unhappily.

  Just as they were about to leave, Shan Yixuan turned around and said: "By the way, we can't just eat for free. I want to build hangars on both sides of the runway. If you guys do it like this, once someone takes notice, a few bombers will be more than enough to take care of us." Shan Yixuan pointed at the already completed control tower and runway.

  Qingteng Yimut looked at Shan Yixuan and thought, what is he going to do? He wouldn't think of attacking the Imperial Airplane, would he? Shan Yixuan ignored Qingteng Yimut who was lost in thought, ordering Xiao Feng and others to closely monitor their movements, riding a motorcycle towards Yang City.

  Yang's large courtyard, Yang Zilei was watering the flowers when suddenly a motorcycle sound entered his ears. Yang Zilei looked towards the gate and saw Shan Yixuan walking in with a smile. Yang Zilei stomped his foot in annoyance and asked: "Who rode the motorcycle? The devils have left, is there still someone who can ride motorcycles?"

  "Hey, you're looking down on Chinese people too much!" Duan Yixuan walked to the edge of the flower bed and jumped up to sit on the edge of the rock. Looking at Yang Ziluo who was pouting, he pointed accusingly and said: "Can't Chinese people ride horses?"

  Yang Ziluo was about to say something, but when he saw Shan Yixuan's expression, he let out an annoyed "hmmph" and said: "Are you here to annoy me today? Hmm! Didn't I say that Chinese people can't ride horses?" With a wronged look on his face, he continued watering a peony flower with the watering can in his hand.

  Shan Yixuan jumped down from the flower rock and walked to Yang Ziluo's back, hugging her small waist and saying: "Foolish, how can I bear to be angry with you!"

  "Hmph, I'm already angry!" Yang Ziluo said stubbornly.

  "Ah, I'm going to drown just watering. " Shan Yixuan straightened the watering can in Yang Zilai's hand and said, "Okay, don't be angry, I rode a motorcycle here!"

  "Hmph, speak up, what brings you to find me?" Yang Ziluo didn't believe that Shan Yixuan would put aside his brother's affairs and come looking for him without a reason.

  Shan Yixuan thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, actually there is something. Can you help me get in touch with a newspaper printing factory?" The Yang family's reputation in Xuzhou was well-known, so finding a newspaper printing factory to print some things shouldn't be a problem.

  "What are you doing at the printing factory?" Yang Zilu looked at Shan Yixuan and asked in confusion.

  Shan Yixuan thought for a moment, scratched his head and said: "I want to print a long newspaper!"

  Yang Ziluo smiled and said, "You've found the right person. Come on, take me to my uncle's printing factory. It's connected with Xinhua Daily, they have all kinds of newspapers!" As he spoke, he put down the kettle and took off his apron.

  Shan Yixuan hummed in response, the success or failure of this matter was related to whether Qingteng Yimutu and his soldiers would surrender with their own will, so absolutely no mistakes could be made. The two left the house and drove towards a printing factory in Xuzhou City.

  Shan Yixuan looked at the newspaper on the printing equipment and said, "I want to put this record on Xinhua News Agency's international board. Can you help me? Of course, I only need one copy, and no one else can know about this." He handed the printing factory owner a note and a photo.

  "This, we international news workers didn't discover this ah?" The boss of the printing factory said with difficulty while holding something.

  Shan Yixuan furrowed his brow and said, "Later on, you'll find out. I just need a newspaper, can you get it for me?" Shan Yixuan said somewhat anxiously. Qingteng Yimutu would soon surrender to him, and his plan would be one step closer.

  "Uncle, Yi Xuan is my fiancé, can you please help him?" Yang Zilu said with a pout as she saw her uncle's unwilling expression.

  "What? Your fiancé?"

  "Hmm!"

  "In that case, this matter will be handled specially. You wait, I'll go and inform the engineer, first get yours done." Yang Ziluo's uncle said, taking a copy of Xinhua News Agency and the thing handed to him by Shan Yixuan, walking out.

  Shan Yixuan took a deep breath and thought to himself that he had finally found the right person. Taking advantage of no one noticing, Shan Yixuan left a deep kiss on Yang Zilu's beautiful face. Yang Zilu blushed and lowered her head.

  Ten minutes later, Yang Ziluo's uncle handed the newspaper to Shan Yixuan and said: "Young man, how reliable is this information?"

  Shan Yixuan thought for a moment and said, "This is something that hasn't happened yet, but will definitely happen, with a hundred percent certainty!" The two of them joked around for a couple more sentences before leaving. Shan Yixuan sent Yang Zilai back to the Yang family's large courtyard, then turned back to the airport. Qingteng Yimu and the others had already started eating, Shan Yixuan parked his car, walked into the tower, looked at everyone, and said, "I'll let you all know this news after you finish eating!"

  "Xuan Ge, these devils are living a good life, all white steamed buns!" Xiao Feng suddenly appeared behind Shan Yixuan with a hot steaming bun in his hand. Shan Yixuan turned around and looked at the bun in Xiao Feng's hand that was still emitting steam, thinking to himself: "If ordinary Chinese people could eat such delicious white buns, it would be great!"

  "Xiao Feng, go gather the villagers this afternoon and tell them to bring their tools to help us build a hangar. We'll pay them!" said Shan Yixuan, looking at Xiao Feng who was eating mantou.

  It's too unsafe to leave the planes out in the open. If there are bombers, then all the planes at the airport will be affected. Shuang Yixuan doesn't want a tragedy to repeat itself.

  "Xuan Ge, we don't have an airplane, what's the point of fixing that thing?" Xiao Feng looked at Shan Yixuan in confusion.

  Shan Yixuan smiled slightly and said "You'll know later!" As he spoke, he picked up the newspaper and walked out. At this time, Qingteng Yimu had already finished his meal.

  "How about it, Qingmu Jun? We haven't mistreated you, have we?" Looking at everyone eating with oil dripping from their mouths, Shan Yixuan smiled and walked up to Qingteng Yimut with big strides.

  "I didn't say that!" Qingteng Yimut said in Japanese, looking somewhat innocent. Jun Yixuan's fluent Japanese left Qingteng Yimut stunned. Even the standard pronunciation of each word was perfect, which made Qingteng Yimut even more curious.

  "Ha ha", said Tung Yat-hin with a smile, "I've been out for just a little while and I brought back some bad news!" He handed a newspaper to Ching Tin-yuk.

  Qingteng took over the newspaper and was shocked by the big words in the international news section, asking: "Is this true?"

  Shan Yixuan shook his head and said: "Whether it's true or not, I didn't see it. If you believe it, then believe it. If you don't believe it, then forget it." Shan Yixuan said with a nonchalant tone.

  The large characters in the newspaper and the photo shocked Qingteng Yimutu: In order to promote the beneficial development of the Greater East Asia Co-prosperity Sphere, Japan's Yamato nation will randomly select girls and young women aged 16 and above and under 40 from Japan to go to the Chinese battlefield to provide "comfort" services for the soldiers of the Yamato nation. Furthermore, His Majesty the Emperor will also transport women from various countries to the Middle Eastern battlefield, where military comfort stations will be established directly on the battlefield.

  Shan Yixuan sighed and said, "See for yourself, this is the country you call sacred but is actually filthy. You still shout 'Long live the Emperor' with such fervor, I wonder if you'll still be shouting like that when your wives and daughters are being ravaged by your comrades!"

  Qīng Téng Yī Mù grasped his fist in anger and indignantly said: "How can the Emperor be like this? This is a violation of international law!"

  Shan Yixuan shook his head and asked, "How about it? Follow me! Your filthy country won't bring you any more hope."

  "I'll ask you again, soldier. Can you step aside?" Qingteng Yimut looked at Shan Yixuan with pleading eyes.

  Shan Yixuan nodded and said, "Of course, I can." After that, he turned around and walked towards the control tower.

  Qingteng Yimuk looked at the soldiers who had just finished eating and handed a newspaper to one of them, saying: "You go read out loud what's on the newspaper for everyone to hear!"

  The lieutenant handed over the newspaper and read out the international news section in a loud voice, using the dialect of his hometown Ryukyu. When he finally read: "Most of the women who went to the Chinese war zone this time are first-generation Ryukyu women." The lieutenant fell to the ground with a thud and shouted loudly at the sky: "Why? Why?"