I slept for two days. Although I did not draw the boundaries and occupy the mountains as king, no one dared to walk into my five steps! Sasaki tried to push a can of "fruit" carefully in front of me with a butt. I got up like a sleepwalking and ate it. After eating the empty can, I threw my head and fell asleep.

The medical soldier was inspired to see this scene and tried to push the first aid kit to me. I didn't open my eyes and actually got up, grabbed the syringe and saline, and performed a sleepwalking injection method that made everyone shudder. Japan was extremely lacking in resources. In order to save bullets, every Japanese soldier had to undergo the strictest shooting training and bayonet fighting training.

In order to cultivate the murderous aura and beastly nature of the soldiers, the commander would even order them to assassinate the target of living people directly on the training ground. In these perverted training, the hand-to-hand combat of Japanese soldiers can be called unparalleled in the world. But when they saw me lifting the syringe and stabbing hard into their blood vessels, their hearts were still beating wildly, and they thought at the same time: "Master!"

When I opened my eyes again, it was already late at night on the third day. The bright moonlight rolled into the hall along the skylight above my head. In this dark world, a silver-white disc was gently drawn. A Japanese lieutenant sat in the disc. Next to him, there was a stone chess table with a rough handmade chess table on it.

His eyes seemed to have perspective ability, and he was directly aimed at me who opened his eyes slightly, looked at me, and smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

I nodded subconsciously, but I immediately realized that something was wrong. He used a Chinese language with a straight and Beijing-style flavour!

"Don't be surprised. I knew you were not our Japanese soldier!" The master said calmly: "If you were really us Japanese soldier, how could you rather be injected with normal saline than accept our help? If you were really our own people, how could you still be in absolute alert in your sleep? I guess who would really invade your defense bottom line when you were sleeping? You have already jumped up and started killing?"

"Sit, please sit!" The master pointed to the opposite side of the table and said, "I have a little research on Chinese chess. If you don't care, how about accompanying me, the old man, to the previous game?"

My eyes stabbed the master like lightning. Anyone who was staring at me with hostility would be stinged with my murderous aura, but the master just looked at me calmly, "You have a strong murderous aura, but do you think this kind of thing will work for an old guy like me who has been buried in the soil and has long been in love with it? If I were really hostile to you, I would have used a machine gun to knock you into a hornet's nest when you were sleeping. You wouldn't be able to avoid the machine gun's strafing when you were sleeping, right?"

I pondered for a moment, then smiled and walked over to the stone table, and asked, "Even if I'm not a Japanese, how can you be sure I'm Chinese?"

"Of course you are Chinese!" The master picked up a chess piece and gently filled it into a chess grid. "Isn't there an old saying in your Chinese military strategy that "know yourself and your enemy and know your enemy and you will not be defeated"? I am a Chinese fan. I have lived in Peking, China for a full four years until the war between us, China and Japan broke out and I returned to China to join the army."

"You Chinese are not scary. You can even be said to be weak and bullied. You like internal fighting. You are simply a mess, but you drag the millions of Japanese troops into a war that could not have won. We suddenly realized after paying a heavy price that a very small number of you Chinese will suddenly burst out with the most powerful force when facing the life and death of the nation. The most terrifying thing is that such people can become a spiritual beacon, tightly gather the people around you to yourself, and form the powerful combat power we had never expected."

The master sighed lightly: "We really underestimate your nation. You Chinese nation can go through five thousand years of ups and downs. I don't know how many foreign invasions you have experienced, and you can still stand firm today. There must be a reason for your own. Seeing you today, I just want to say that as long as there is a person like you in China, no one can truly conquer him!"

I stared at the master and said coldly: "Since we are enemies that cannot be eased, why don't you kill me as soon as possible, but allow them to help me?"

"We... have been defeated, our great Japanese Empire has surrendered, right?"

I nodded slightly, and the major breathed a long sigh, looked at the starry sky outside the skylight, and said calmly: "I have been watching the sky above my head for more than 60 years. We have to report to the headquarters every day, hoping to get their response. In fact, our hearts have long been dead. The reason why we still do this is just to leave ourselves a hope and make ourselves seem to have the value and significance of staying in this world every day. In fact, before we entered this base, our imperial army and navy had been devastatingly hit, and the 700,000 Kwantung Army was almost completely wiped out. I knew that we were already unable to make a comeback."

The master lit the board and said, "I have already started the first one, it's your turn to get it now."

I looked at the chess game in front of me in shock. The master's first move revealed one of his chess pieces to me without any cover.

"We are imperial soldiers. We have our own responsibilities and tasks. Unless we receive other instructions or die, we cannot change our destiny. Just like this chess piece, it cannot jump out of this chessboard by itself, unless... it is eaten by you!" The master lowered the once arrogant head of the Japanese soldier to me, "We have been here for sixty years! We are all tired. We are just a group of old men who have no hope and no future and have lost all their goals. So, please accept this chessboard! Please!!!"

I don’t know when all the Japanese soldiers knelt quietly in front of me. They slowly put a soldier’s most cherished weapon on the ground and tied a strip of white cloth on their heads.

They are really the best soldiers in the world! Even though they have bloody hands and owed thousands of blood debts to Chinese people, they are still the best soldiers!

Even if I don't want to admit it, I still want to give them a thumbs up, and at the same time I want to give my own thumbs up to our founding martyrs. I can't imagine how our martyrs started with the spear and sword, constantly fighting the world's strongest army, and gradually shifting the balance of victory to China.

I slowly picked up a squad light machine gun from the ground. A large group of Japanese soldiers were like wooden men, kneeling on the ground with their heads raised and their chests, waiting for the baptism of the bullets. At this moment, I could clearly feel their thoughts: if they could not live to usher in the final victory, it would be better to simply choose to die on the battlefield, which would be considered as a loyalty for the country.

"I have a few more questions to ask you."

The master said calmly: "Are you trying to ask the residents of the island now? Yes, they are all our Japanese expatriates. We recruited Chinese people across the island to build underground bases. In order to maintain the secret, they were all executed and the eight expatriates who could not be sent back to Japan moved here in a concentrated manner."

"Ping An Island has no strategic significance. Why do you want to build an underground base here?"

"Sorry, this is an SS-level military secret. I cannot reveal it to you. You, the winner, can find the answer by yourself after eating all the pieces on the chessboard." The Major slowly closed his eyes and said, "Please do it!"

Looking at the old man who had already understood life and death, I slowly raised the light machine gun in my hand and suddenly pulled the strike.

Dada dada...

The crisp and light gunshot echoed in the hall. The master first glanced at the bullet hole in his chest, and then said sincerely to me with a relieved smile: "Thank you!"

"A nation will prosper and will surely exert its heroes. I see a powerful China from you. I think China is no longer a sick man in East Asia, no longer a sleeping lion that never wakes up..."

While murmuring, the Major slowly fell to the stone table. I turned my gun and pointed it at the soldiers who were kneeling in front of me and fired violently. They fell down one by one without resistance. When I finished shooting one magazine, someone even sent a few magazines filled with bullets.

When I stood in the hall with my squad light machine gun, stepping on the bullet shells all over the ground, wearing smoke and bloody smell, there was no living person in the hall except me. Both the soldiers and the Chinese and natives who were massacred by them were completely asleep in this melting hole, and all the grievances and grievances were also allowed to be completely buried here together.

I picked up the Death Sniper Rifle, replaced it with kinetic energy bullets, walked slowly to a steel door, and I had long discovered that this was their forbidden area. There was also a shocking blood-red exclamation mark and a big skull on the steel door.

I think this is the ultimate reason why they set up bases here and sent troops to garrison?
Chapter completed!