Crossing North Korea, I became a US soldier, and my opponent was my grandfather.

When An Yongxi saw Ikeda pulling out a knife, he backed away in fear. Thinking of the old friendship where he had not been beaten to death, he tried hard to persuade him: "Ikeda-kun, don't resist. The entire Japanese nation has given up resistance. What can you do alone? Just tell me the name of the person. I will keep it a secret for you."

"Bullshit, you dog!" Ikeda's eyes were red. Among the people who participated in the Nanyang massacre, there was one who was extremely important. He absolutely could not and dared not say it out loud.

Seeing that he was just threatening with a knife, An Yongxi became bolder and continued to ask, "Who in Japan today dares to kill someone wearing an American military uniform?"

Ikeda was furious. This slave dared to take advantage of him. He rushed towards An Yongxi with a bayonet brandishing, wanting to make this guy bleed.

An Yongxi has grown up and dared not run away when he saw Ikeda chasing him. He used to stand straight and stiff.

Ikeda was as angry as a mad dog, thinking he was in his former colony, and chased after them, cursing and swearing.

The Japanese people on the street were stunned. A drunk Japanese chasing American soldiers with knives, isn’t that courting death?

An Yongxi's physical strength was not as good as Ikeda's. After running a few hundred meters, his legs became weak. Seeing Ikeda approaching with a bayonet, he panicked and touched the pistol given by the Americans. He quickly took it out, loaded the bullet, and pointed at Ikeda: "Don't move!"

Seeing that he dared to use the gun, Ikeda became excited and said, "Shoot."

An Yongxi didn't move. Ikeda was proud and brandished his bayonet to try to grab his gun. An Yongxi was scared and pulled the trigger. A string of bullets fired, and Ikeda's chest was smashed. He lay on the ground motionless.

The Japanese police rushed over and saw Ahn Young-hee, who was out of breath. They quickly helped him to the side. One policeman comforted him while the others asked pedestrians on the street what was going on.

Someone told the truth, that the man who was beaten to death was drunk and chased the American soldier with a knife.

The Japanese police understood what was going on and were looking for death.

An Yongxi was sent back to the factory. Just as he lay down on the bed, two women came knocking on the door. He didn't dare let them in today. What if they strangled him to death after he fell asleep? After all, he had just killed a Japanese. He sent the two women away with a few words.

The next day, he did not go out. Even when the Japanese entourage from the factory came to ask for instructions, he did not go out until Qiao Youzhi arrived. He reported to Qiao Youzhi what happened last night, and finally asked worriedly: "If we kill the Japanese, will they secretly deal with me?"

Qiao Youzhi was very interested in the Nanyang Massacre and encouraged An Yongxi to continue investigating. As for the Japanese revenge, Qiao Youzhi told An Yongxi about the Japanese hunting him down a few days ago. The whole area was bombed flat and the people disappeared. Finally, he asked An Yongxi, "Do you think the Japanese dare?" Go to the workshop.

An Yongxi came to the workshop with trepidation, thinking he would encounter fierce gazes from the Japanese, but it turned out that they all lowered their heads and worked hard.

When they got to work early in the morning, all the Japanese in the workshop knew that Ikeda had been killed by An Yongxi. For a time, everyone was in panic and no one dared to look down on this former second-class servant.

An Yongxi was happy. These little Japanese devils really bully the weak and fear the strong.

When he approached Onoda, Onoda put down his work, turned to Ahn Young-hee and bowed deeply.

An Yongxi waved his hand, signaling him to continue working.

Onoda always lives in Aliado.

An Yongxi returned to Qiao Youzhi's office proudly and told him what had just happened.

Qiao Youzhi pointed at his military uniform and said, "Do you know how powerful this uniform is?"

An Yongxi kept nodding, scratching the back of his head and telling Qiao Youzhi about yesterday's embarrassment: "I thought I killed the Japanese and they were taking revenge on me. Two women came yesterday and I didn't dare let them in. I was afraid it was a honey trap to kill me in the middle of the night while I was asleep!"

Qiao Youzhi comforted him: "No, if you die, everyone in this factory will be buried with you."

Ahn Young-hee believed this without a doubt.

Qiao Youzhi then told him another task: "Let me tell you something, you have to do it seriously. I have a grudge against the owner of this factory. The fighter jets they produced attacked our naval base, and my relatives died there. Now that you are here, you have to find a way to avenge me."

An Yongxi frowned, thought hard for a while, and said excitedly: "You mean, let me find fault and deal with them."

"It would be best if it was a big mess that could kill them all at once."

An Yongxi patted his head three times in a row: "I understand. I am familiar with this kind of thing."

What Qiao Yongzhi instructed was like an imperial decree to An Yongxi and had to be completed. Not only did he have to put in his full effort, he also had to use his brain.

An Yongxi asked the two Japanese women to lie on one side and used his almost rusty brain to think about how to deal with the Japanese men. Looking at the shiny white Japanese women, An Yongxi also found it funny. The Japanese women slept with you, but you were still thinking about how to kill the Japanese men.

What can you do? It's your fault for offending the Americans.

The next morning, An Yongxi came to the workshop, called the former Japanese veteran Nakamoto to his office, and appointed Nakamoto as the production team leader.

Ahn Young-hee also talked about the happy memories of the merger of Japan and Korea a few years ago.

Nakamoto almost had hallucinations, thinking that his former glory had returned. Fortunately he did not slap, otherwise he would have become the second Ikeda. He heard that Ikeda died a tragic death, so facing Ahn Young-hee, he was as respectful as facing an American, and vowed to do a good job.

Then Ahn Young-hee asked him to call Onoda.

Onoda thought he was going to be beaten, but this time it happened in the office, compared to being in the workshop in front of everyone, so at least he saved his face. Onoda was even a little grateful.

An Yongxi enthusiastically asked him to sit down and gave him a piece of chocolate.

Onoda was extremely nervous and not used to the sudden kindness towards him, especially when he heard that he was appointed as the deputy production team leader of the workshop, he immediately knelt on the ground.

Ahn Young-hee leaned back in his chair, feeling so comfortable.

Meeting Major George is the greatest luck in my life, even luckier than being born into a Japanese biological family.

In this way, the two former Japanese soldiers were specifically responsible for production in the workshop.

As long as Qiao Youzhi didn't come to the factory, An Yongxi would sit in the office, and Nakamoto and Onoda would take turns reporting.

After a few days, An Yongxi felt that it was about time and went to the warehouse.

Then he called Nakamoto and Onoda over, pointed to some newly produced first aid kits, picked one up and asked them to put it to their noses. Sure enough, there was a moldy smell.

Dog feces was even found in one first aid kit.

Nakamoto and Onoda were terrified, this was a serious production accident.

An Yongxi told the two Japanese captains: "If you guys figure this out today, I can choose not to tell Major George."

The two Japanese were extremely grateful and returned to the workshop with murderous intent.

An Yongxi said he would not tell George and would call when he returned to the office.

Qiao Youzhi praised him and asked him to do a good job.

An Yongxi pondered the meaning of the three words "do a good job", which should be to deal with these Japanese people well. He returned to the workshop and looked inside the window.

Nakamoto has gone insane. He finally managed to become the captain, but after a few days of good times, these bastards are causing trouble for me again. The nuclear man's bloodiness is possessed by me again.

He picked up a wooden stick and his first target was Yoshisuke Ogura, a former private in the navy. He was very dissatisfied with Nakamoto becoming the captain and kept muttering about the army's idiots among the workers.

There are many naval idiots in the factory, and they are not convinced that Nakamoto, an idiot from the army, is the captain.

Another reason why Nakamoto chose Ogura was that Ogura's family had a dog and his shoes were often stained with dog poop.

Nakamoto reminded him several times, but Ogura became even worse and even had dog shit on his pants.

If dog shit is found in the first aid kit this time, then whose responsibility is it if not yours?

Ogura is called out, and Nakamoto throws him the first aid kit with the shit in it, demanding an explanation.

"This is a false accusation. This shit doesn't belong to my dog?" Ogura tried his best to defend himself.

Nakamoto waved the stick: "Can you taste that the shit isn't yours?"

Ogura suddenly realized: "You framed me." Then he shouted in the workshop: "The army idiot framed us."

The workers who were former navy officers were very excited and surrounded Nakamoto and Onoda.