Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

Kyoto, autumn, 17th year of Heisei.

The cool morning breeze, carrying a hint of the sweet fragrance of golden osmanthus, slipped in through the open classroom window and gently brushed Mr. Tian's cheek.

He was a little drowsy, supporting his chin with his elbow, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the translucent holographic projection screen on the podium.

On the screen, elegant Chinese characters full of ancient charm are displayed.

A female teacher from Longguo, wearing a modified Hanfu and with a gentle temperament, was patiently explaining the rhythm and artistic conception of Tang poetry to a group of Sakuraguo high school students who were still in their ignorant period in the audience in her standard Mandarin as clear as an oriole.

"'The country is ruined, but the mountains and rivers remain; the grass and trees grow thick in the city walls in spring.' Fellow students, please appreciate the great concern for the country and the people expressed by our ancestor, the poet Du Fu, when faced with the tragic situation of his country being destroyed and his family being ruined..."

This is a new compulsory course that was opened after the Dragon Country garrison took over the Sakura Country - Chinese.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang on time.

The female teacher smiled at everyone, bowed and said goodbye, then left slowly with the lesson plan in her arms.

The classroom suddenly became noisy.

"Oh, it's Chinese class again."

Next to Jieren, his best friend Kenta Kobayashi stretched and complained.

"It's so annoying to have to memorize these weird poems every day. We are a Yamato people, why do we have to learn these 'Chinese' things?"

His words, full of complaints and resistance, immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of a girl in the front row with a high ponytail who looked like the class monitor.

"Kenta-kun! Please watch your words!"

She turned around, raised her eyebrows and spoke sternly.

"What are these 'Chinese' people? Have you forgotten what our history teacher taught us?"

"Our writing, our architecture, our tea ceremony, even our kimono, which one of them was not learned from the Ancient Dragon Country?"

"Now, isn't it natural to relearn the origins of our own culture? Moreover..."

A blush of awe and fanaticism appeared on her face.

"The Dragon Nation is now the most powerful nation in the world, having completely defeated even that arrogant Eagle Sauce!"

"If we don't learn from the culture of the strongest, are we going to learn from those losers whose days are numbered and who can't even protect us?!"

Her passionate words left Kenta Kobayashi speechless.

The boys around also echoed.

"That's right! Miyuki is right! I think Chinese class is quite interesting!"

"Yeah, yeah! Did you guys see the news last night? They were showing those 'Aurora Sky Army' exercises again on TV!"

"Oh my god, their dark red power armor is just... just so cool!"

"I saw it! They could easily leap onto a building over ten meters high with just one jump! And with that gun in their hands, they could even pierce a tank!"

"So strong! Really so strong! That's what a man should be like!"

"You say, we Asians can actually be this handsome... Before, when I watched Hollywood movies, I thought only white people could be superheroes."

"Huh, what superhero?"

A boy wearing glasses who looked a bit like a homebody pushed his glasses up with disdain.

"Let me tell you, those comic book heroes from the Eagle Sauce are nothing but a bunch of clowns in tights in front of our 'Aurora Army'!"

"My current dream is to join the Dragon Nation's army in the future, pass their selection, and become a glorious 'Aurora Sky Army'!"

"Me too! Me too!"

Listening to his companions' discussions full of longing and yearning, Tian Jieren did not say anything.

But in his heart, there also surged an irrepressible burning yearning.

The school bell rang.

Jieren was walking home with his schoolbag on his back.

In the evening in Kyoto, the setting sun casts a warm golden glow over the entire city.

The streets were cleaner and tidier, and more prosperous and lively than ever before in his memory.

On the roadside, the newly opened shops with Dragon Kingdom-style lanterns hanging on them are crowded with people.

Girls from the Sakura Country wearing traditional kimonos and tourists from the Dragon Country wearing modern and fashionable clothes walked side by side closely, chattering about which dim sum was more delicious.

A soldier of the "Aurora Sky Army" wearing a dark red military uniform was patiently and gently helping up a little boy from the Sakura Country who had fallen to the ground while running.

Then, he took out a White Rabbit candy from his pocket like magic and put it into his hand.

The little boy's crying immediately turned into happy laughter.

Looking at the prosperous and harmonious scene before my eyes, full of vitality.

In Jieren's mind, a different scene from a few years ago involuntarily emerged.

He remembered that at that time, on this same street, there were drunk American soldiers wandering around, hugging pretty girls from the Sakura Country and shouting loudly.

They would just walk into any store that interested them and take what they wanted without ever paying for it.

All the shop owners could only nod and bow to them, angry but not saying anything.

He still remembered that at that time, because the Eagle Sauce frequently launched wars around the world, the economy of the entire Sakura Country was on the verge of collapse.

His originally quite wealthy family fortune was completely consumed by the endless inflation.

When he was at his poorest, he even saw with his own eyes his mother, who had always been extremely strong, secretly crying in the middle of the night just to ensure that he and his sister could have a full meal.

For more than a week, the family could only barely fill their stomachs by relying on the inedible black bean rice mixed with rice bran and weeds.

And now...

Everything is different.

After the Dragon people arrived, those domineering American soldiers disappeared without a trace overnight.

The lands of the old nobles who once lived in high esteem and sucked their blood were distributed fairly to every commoner who was willing to work hard.

As a result, his father was allocated a piece of land that belonged to him. It was not big but enough to support the whole family.

Mother, you don’t have to worry about food and daily necessities all day long.

A smile that came from the heart appeared on her face again.

In comparison, the so-called "Great Sakura Empire" ruled by the emperor and the nobles is simply... bullshit.

A yearning from the heart, like a wildly growing vine, entangled the heart of Tian Jieren.

He also wanted to be that kind of person.

Become a true...hero like those "Aura Heavenly Army", strong, upright, and able to bring peace and order to the weak!

However, when he returned to his home in a suburban apartment building with this beautiful vision of the future.

An indescribable strange feeling of uneasiness quietly enveloped his heart.

It's so quiet.

The whole apartment was too quiet.

While changing his shoes, he shouted towards the house out of habit.

"I am back!"

no respond.

There's something strange about him.

At this time in the past, my mother should be in the kitchen, humming a little tune while preparing a sumptuous dinner.

He walked into the living room.

I saw my father and mother's shoes neatly arranged at the entrance.

They are all at home.

Then why...

"Dad? Mom?"

He called out twice more tentatively.

Still, no response.

An ominous premonition began to spread in his heart.

He tiptoed towards his parents' bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar.

He carefully pushed the door open a crack.

Then he saw his mother's back.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the bedroom floor with her back to him.

Her body was rising and falling slightly at an extremely strange and rhythmic frequency.

There was a "crunch...crunch..." sound coming from her mouth, like a wild beast gnawing on bones.

And in front of her, on the floor shrouded in shadows, there seemed to be a human-shaped creature lying.

That silhouette looked a lot like...his own father.

Mr. Tian's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He didn't know why, but a huge sense of fear, which came from instinct, instantly gripped him.

He didn't dare go any further.

He just stood at the door and called out cautiously in a tentative tone with a noticeable tremor.

"Mother?"

The figure kneeling on the ground did not respond at all.

She was still concentrating on her strange gnawing movements.

"Mom? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with Dad?"

The intermediary called out several more times.

His mother still refused.

In the end, the worry about his father's safety overcame the fear in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and prepared to take a step forward to see what was going on.

however.

Just as he raised his foot and took that fatal step forward.

That figure, with its back to him.

Suddenly, all movements stopped.

Then, she slowly turned her head one step at a time in an extremely stiff posture.

Finally, her face was completely exposed in Jieren's pupils, which shrank rapidly due to fear.

It was a terrifying face completely stained with blood and minced meat.

At the corner of her mouth, there were still some pieces of her husband's torn flesh...