Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

They didn't know which colonel this was, but judging from his style and age, he must have a very powerful background. He might even be a royal relative, otherwise it would be rare to see a colonel who looked to be in his twenties.

But they didn't dare to ask too much. No matter what, they would just lick her first. If they could hold on to such a thigh, they would surely have wealth and glory in the future. Maybe they could work less for 20 years.

Lin Tian looked at the fawning faces of these people, and thought about what he was going to do later. He resisted the urge to laugh and greeted everyone.

Because of the system, Lin Tian had already mastered the Japanese language. Before coming here, he also learned the Kyoto accent from Zhou Weiguo. Now when he spoke, he sounded like a genuine old Tokyo native.

"Everyone, everyone, I, the colonel, am here on the orders of His Excellency Commander Shouqi to secretly inspect the locust armies in various places!"

"I arrived at Heyuan County today and just happened to hear that the military police captain here, Ichiro Hirata, was going to hold a birthday party!"

"In the spirit of my superiors' concern, I have come here specially to attend Captain Hirata's birthday party and have fun with you all!"

Lin Tian said this in a condescending tone, and then signaled the monk to hand the birthday gift to the traitor.

"Welcome to the Colonel. Our Captain Hirata will be very happy to receive your birthday gift!"

"Captain Hirata is entertaining guests inside. I will report this to the Colonel right away!"

The traitor quickly took the gift from the monk's hand with both hands respectfully and smiled flatteringly.

He was really proud today, being able to talk to such a distinguished guest. Even Ichiro Hirata will have to make use of him in the future.

However, this matter had already been reported to Ichiro Hirata, so how could it be his turn?

As he was speaking, Ichiro Hirata walked out. He had to treat such a person with utmost respect.

"Report to the Colonel! Captain of the Kawahara Field Military Police, Ichiro Hirata reports to you!!"

"I am so lucky to have you, the Colonel, come to my birthday party!"

"Colonel, please come in!!"

Ichiro Hirata held his head high and shouted loudly, looking very energetic.

"Yoshi! Captain Hirata is very energetic and looks very capable!"

"The great cause of the empire needs elites like you!!"

"I hope Captain Hirata will continue to work hard and serve the Locust Army!!"

Lin Tian was very good at telling lies, which scared Ichiro Hirata.

Ichiro Hirata couldn't help but feel secretly happy, as this showed that his superiors valued him.

But how could he not hear that the Colonel was being polite to him?

If he goes in first today, his future will be ruined.

"Your Excellency the Colonel is the most distinguished guest. I dare not act rashly unless Your Excellency the Colonel comes in! Your Excellency the Colonel, please come in!!"

Ichiro Hirata bowed.

Then the surrounding Japanese soldiers and traitors also bowed together. Since their immediate superior was doing this, how could they not show their support?

Lin Tian: "Hahaha, then I won't be polite!"

Lin Tian had almost finished his acting and there was no point in pretending any longer, so he walked in.

After entering, the Japanese traitors in the hall immediately stopped making noise and stood at attention and saluted.

Lin Tian waved his hand and motioned for them to sit down.

Lin Tianhe and the monk sat in the main seat surrounded by a group of high-ranking Japanese officials.

When the monk saw the table full of banquet, his eyes lit up. He swallowed and his eyes wandered back and forth between the roast chicken, pork elbows, peanuts and Fenjiu.

Which one should he eat first?

"Hello everyone, I'm Ichiro Hirata..."

As everyone sat down, Ichiro Hirata began to recall his mother, crying as he spoke, and then he started singing.

Lin Tian sat upright with his hands already placed under the table. He couldn't help but want to take action. This old Japanese guy was really annoying.

As soon as the monk sat down, he began to eat and drink, completely unaware of the strange looks from others.

But the others did not dare to say much. As the saying goes, there is only a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. The men that the colonel could bring with him alone must not be ordinary people. It was better for them to pretend not to see it.

But the way he eats... is too ugly and too vulgar.

This is not a locust army, they are just hungry people who haven't eaten for several days.

In just a short while, the roast chicken and pork elbow on the table were finished by the monk.

Then the monk took the bottle of wine and swished it around. Then, braving everyone's surprised looks, he picked up a plate of peanuts on the table and started pouring them into his mouth, not caring whether they were chewed or not.

Lin Tian was secretly shocked. He had always thought that monks drank peanuts because they had never eaten anything delicious.

When I saw it today, I realized that this thing is a rice-making machine.

Logically speaking, the food in Section 1 is of a very high quality. The monk has been here for a long time, but he still hasn't had enough.

Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh. If the monk was in his era, he would definitely be a very popular eating broadcaster...

But if the monk likes to eat, just let him eat more. What else can you do? He doesn’t have to spend any money anyway.

Seeing the monk eating so happily, Lin Tian also felt hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and put a few bites of food into his mouth.

But... the dishes on the table had all been cooked by the monk, and Lin Tian’s appetite was greatly reduced by the leftovers.

"Hey! Can't you see? The empire's warriors are still hungry!"

"Bring me a few more servings of the roast chicken and pork elbow!"

Lin Tian pretended to be angry and yelled at a Japanese lieutenant next to him.

The lieutenant quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, bringing back a few more plates of meat dishes.

The monk was not polite either. It would be a waste if you don’t eat it!

It's a creation when it's served!

Lin Tian was too lazy to load now. His gun was already loaded. The Japanese noticed something was wrong, but it was too late for him to take action.

Lin Tian picked up the chopsticks and started eating with the monk. It must be said that eating in this environment is really unique.

Ichiro Hirata was also stunned. This was simply too much and was totally not the style of an imperial soldier.

And by doing this, everyone's attention is on them.

But he didn't dare to ask more. If this kind of nobleman was like this, wouldn't he be asking for a slap in the face if he went up to ask questions at this time?

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Lin Tian and the monk finally finished their meal. Touching his stomach, Lin Tian took a sip of wine and felt really comfortable.

"Monk, just kill the people later, don't ruin the banquet. When Weiguo and his men finish their operation, we can come over and continue eating..."

Lin Tian whispered in the monk's ear.

"Got it, Commander!"

"I'll keep an eye on it!"

The monk was now completely indulging in the food, with his mouth stuffed full. He even reached into the roast chicken to pick up a chicken leg. Upon hearing Lin Tian's words, the monk blurted out subconsciously.

"What? Chinese?!"

"Who are you?!"

Ichiro Hirata was no longer calm and said alertly.

Lin Tian put one hand on the gun, smiling: "I am the commander of the First Division of the Eighth Route Army that you all hate, Lin Tian!!"

"Nani?!"

"Eighth Route Army?!"

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