Hong Kong movies: I can see the loyalty value, I am not panicked at all

Jiro Sakamoto is a farmer who lives a simple life. After the Fukushima nuclear explosion, he moved his family to Hokkaido, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

Hokkaido was not a very good place originally, but it became a popular place after the nuclear explosion.

After all, it is far away and there is no nuclear radiation.

The influx of a large number of simple people also caused every inch of land here to be worth a lot of money.

Now the family is squeezed into a compartment of less than 20 square meters, and life is very difficult.

In addition, he is just a farmer and has no special skills, so life is even more difficult.

"Hey, Sakamoto-kun come here!"

Neighbor Ishikawa saw Sakamoto coming home from work and shouted quietly at the door.

The two are from the same hometown, so they have a good relationship.

"Ishikawa-kun, is there anything?"

Sakamoto looked bitter. The money he earned from odd jobs today was just enough for the family's food expenses. He didn't want to talk nonsense with Ishikawa.

Ishikawa looked around and secretly took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "Sakamoto-kun, your ancestors were members of the 'Manchuria Reclamation Group', right? This will be useful to you!

Don't tell anyone else."

Sakamoto became even more curious when he saw Ishikawa's look. He looked carefully at the white paper in his hand. At the beginning, it was written with a few big words, "Recruitment of Karafuto Reclamation Group".

Sakamoto read it carefully and showed a surprise on his face. It turned out that this was the recruitment form of the government's Karafuto Reclamation Group.

Not only land, but also living expenses, and even someone arranged a smuggling boat.

This gave Sakamoto, who couldn't survive in Hokkaido, hope.

He hurriedly took the recruitment form back home to discuss with his family.

"Karafuto? Really?"

The family members quickly snatched the recruitment form from his hand and read it word by word.

Five minutes later, everyone's face was filled with joy.

"God bless you, Ichiro Sakamoto's father exclaimed.

Ichiro Sakamoto heard this and twitched his mouth. He thought about how his grandfather was a small leader in the Manchurian land reclamation group and got a lot of good things from Manchuria.

But all of them were taken away by Sakamoto's father, which led to the decline of the family and he became a farmer.

Although the land reclamation group could not burn, kill and plunder this time, as long as there was land, there was room for survival.

Ichiro Sakamoto picked up a samurai sword on the table. The surrounding tables were crowded and messy, only the table with the samurai sword was cleaned up.

It can be seen that the Sakamoto family attaches great importance to samurai swords!

Ichiro Sakamoto pulled out the samurai sword, which was shining coldly. The name of Sakamotoyama was engraved on the handle. There were some dark red marks in the groove of the blade that could not be wiped off.

Ichiro Sakamoto knew that it was the blood stains that soaked into the knife!

Thinking back then, his grandfather Sakamotoyama relied on this knife to gain a foothold in Manchuria. Now he also wants to use this knife to open up a world in Karafuto.

"The recruitment team will have a boat tomorrow night, let's go early! The earlier we go, the greater the harvest!"

If they go early, they can still choose fertile land first, but if they go late, it will really become a wasteland for reclamation.

"Good!"

The family of five said happily, they had no feelings for this place, let alone nostalgia.

A day later, Ichiro Sakamoto came to the dock with his family.

There were many people like them on the dock, most of them were carrying large and small bags with their families.

They kept looking anxiously at the sea, fearing that the smuggling boat would not come.

When Ichiro Sakamoto saw so many people, he felt at ease. With so many people on the dock, the government would not deceive them.

"Da Da Da..." The sound of the ship's engine sounded.

"Here they come, they come."

Someone shouted loudly.

The whole crowd began to gather, everyone smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

They believed that as long as they reached the other side of the strait, it would be the beginning of a new life.

"Only fifty people are allowed on each boat!"

All the boats were small fishing boats, and fifty people were already the limit, after all, there were still large and small bags of luggage.

When people heard that there was still a quota limit, they all wanted to squeeze to the front, and the Sakamoto family also followed the crowd and tried their best to move forward.

Fortunately, they finally got on a boat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I tell you, the whole journey is 42 kilometers, and we will arrive soon!" The captain of the boat said loudly.

The water in the Soya Strait is very shallow, which is why Xiaori does not send large ships, because it is too easy to run aground.

Only this kind of small fishing boat is convenient for free travel.

Sakamoto Ichiro leaned on the knife with one hand and held the side of the boat with the other hand, looking at the dark sea in the distance.

"My grandfather used this knife to kill countless Chinese people. Now I want to use this knife to regain the glory of my family."

Sakamoto Ichiro said to himself.

Other Xiaori people looked at the knife in Sakamoto's hand with envy, thinking that he was from a samurai family with a legacy.

"Sir, I see your sword is from the Meiji period. Who is your ancestor?"

"Well, my grandfather was the captain of the 24th squadron under the first echelon of the 'Manchuria Reclamation Group'!"

Sakamoto Ichiro said with some pride.

"Wow, you are indeed a samurai family!"

"The 'Manchuria Reclamation Group' made great contributions to the Great Japanese Empire back then."

"The descendant of a hero, awesome!"

Instantly attracted endless compliments from other people of the small Japanese.

This is exactly what Sakamoto Ichiro intended. At least now these people will have an impression of him, and it will be easier to talk about anything in the future.

42 kilometers is not long, but not short either.

It took more than an hour to walk half of the distance. After all, it was dark and there were small fishing boats, so it was impossible to walk fast.

But the captain was familiar with the route and nothing went wrong.

"Swish..." Headlights lit up on the sea ahead, and five speedboats started at the same time, rushing towards several fishing boats at a very fast speed.

Not only did the ordinary people on the boat get scared, but even the boat owner looked serious.

There had been no problems these days, so why were there suddenly more speedboats today?

He didn't know what these people were up to, and it was too late to turn around and run now, as the fishing boats couldn't outrun the speedboats at all.

At this time, the sharp-eyed people on the fishing boats had already seen the people on the speedboats holding guns, "Captain, what should we do? The other party has a gun."

When they heard that the other party had a gun, the ordinary people on several fishing boats began to panic.

The captain's face was livid, what should he do? How could he know what to do?

He just took over the business of the ordinary government, he was not a self-defense force!

Before he could think about it, the speedboat was already in front of him.

The speedboat was full of pirates, looking greedily at the ordinary people on the fishing boats.

All the ordinary people were so scared that they lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

Sakamoto Ichiro even put away the samurai sword he had just used for show, fearing that he would be beaten to death by the pirates.

The captain of the ship forced a smile, "Brothers, I don't know that this is your territory. I'm sorry for offending you. Take these first!"

The captain trembled and handed over a stack of Japanese yen.

At this time, the pirates directly hooked the fishing boat and jumped on it. Hai Mang walked up and took the Japanese yen.

The captain was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Since he had received the money, there must be more to talk about.

But then the expression on his face froze, and he saw Hai Mang directly sprinkle these Japanese yen into the sky. The Japanese yen fell from the sky and crossed Hai Mang's gloomy face.

"Click~" Hai Mang pulled the bolt, "Don't leave any!"