I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

A domineering aura? Domineering my foot!

Mancang quickly dressed and washed his face before leaving the room. He saw the little girl wearing a floral shirt standing with her back to him under the eaves. Her curvaceous figure was quite graceful!

Zao Hua seemed to sense his gaze, turned around and glared at him angrily, the blush on her face not yet completely gone.

"Uh... well... you said you wanted to talk to me about something... why don't we go inside and talk?" Mancang said awkwardly.

It's really frustrating. The first time was in the fitting room when the little brother rudely approached the beauty, and this time he wasn't even dressed! Even if he has a thick skin, he can't withstand the girl's anger!

"Hmph!" Zao Hua snorted coldly and continued, "Tell me, why did you impersonate my father?"

"Huh?...Isn't this to save you?..." Mancang explained.

"Then why did you save me? Did we know each other before?" Zaohua continued to press.

"Huh?...Miss, are you mistaken? Did I save you and it turned into hatred?" Man Cang was completely baffled. He didn't need to be so grateful to his savior that he was practically begging for forgiveness, but at least he didn't need to interrogate her like this. Was he interrogating a criminal?

"First answer me why you saved me?" Zao Hua said, unmoved.

“Well… you’ve seen it yourself, we’re the team that fights the Japanese. If we find out the Japanese want to mine gold, can we agree to it? They’re digging up our gold and then attacking us. What kind of logic is that? We have to do something about it! Anyway, whatever the Japanese want to do, we’ll make sure they can’t do it!” Mancang said.

"That's all?" Zao Hua was clearly not going to let him off the hook so easily and continued to ask.

"Hmm?...Isn't that enough?" Suddenly, a thought flashed through the young man's mind, and the words in his mind blurted out:

"Of course, that's not all. Later, we found out that you, such a beautiful young girl, had been coerced by the Japanese. This was outrageous! How could we let the Japanese steal such a fine young lady? We had to take her back quickly!"

"Cabbage?...You filthy scoundrel! You're the cabbage! Your whole family are cabbages!..." Zao Hua suddenly realized that the cabbage this guy was talking about was her, so she immediately pounced on him, grabbed him, and started scratching and clawing at him!

"Young lady, please spare me!..."

The two of them started fooling around in the yard, and the villagers passing by couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Under the young lady's relentless onslaught, Man Cang could only beg for mercy repeatedly. Later, seeing his sincere remorse, the girl finally let him go. When asked about his plans for her and Professor Song, this guy revealed his shrewd businessman side, immediately appointing them as cultural officers in the Mo Dao Regiment, instructing them to teach the brothers in their spare time. He also promised a whole host of benefits, like food, drink, and lodging, completely captivating the young girl!

Only he and Manxiang in the Modao Regiment could read, so much so that they had to come up with a set of pictures to transmit information, which was really too much trouble! These two are both genuine intellectuals, wouldn't it be a waste not to make good use of them?

The little girl agreed in a daze, but she wanted to go home first to let her parents know she was safe. Mancang naturally wouldn't stop her, telling her to stay in the village and wait to return with the caravan on the next business trip.

……

In the compound of the Xiahou Town Military Police Headquarters, Inoue Masao was smashing things in a fit of rage. Just moments before, a soldier had reported that the Wangyue Mountain exploration team had encountered an accident; two ten-man squads and the entire Morigen Proletariat had all been brutally murdered on the spot, with only the master and apprentice missing!

All the data and equipment at the scene had vanished without a trace. Their weapons and three motorcycles disappeared as well, leaving only corpses and dried blood on the ground!

Two days ago, Fujimoto Toku of Senyuan Products called him to tell him that something had happened in Tianjin and that he needed to send more people to keep an eye on things. But in less than two days, the people here have been kidnapped. How is he supposed to explain this?

After smashing everything on his desk, Inoue Masao calmed down a bit and went to the telephone to dial the number for Mafang Village:

"Hello, this is Masao Inoue! Please answer the phone with Yohji Yamamoto."

"Hi! Major Inoue! I'm Yohji Yamamoto."

"Have any of our military motorcycles passed through the checkpoint since last night?"

"Our military motorcycles? None! Not a single one has passed through the checkpoint since yesterday!"

"Yosh! Guard the checkpoints well, especially the motorcycles! Stop any of our army's motorcycles that pass by!"

"Yes, sir! Understood!"

After hanging up the phone, Inoue Masao's eyes lit up. Since no motorcycles had passed through, it meant the enemy was still in those two towns. Without delay, he immediately summoned all the Japanese soldiers and collaborators to conduct a thorough search, determined to find the master and apprentice and their three motorcycles no matter how deep the ground was!

As a result, the two towns became lively. Groups of Japanese soldiers and traitors set out, causing chaos and disorder wherever they went. The local people were trembling with fear, not knowing what was happening.

……

At Zhang Youcai's home in the county town, Platoon Leader Sun and his two companions came to the courtyard again to say goodbye to the old man.

"Old man, we've been out for quite some time now. The fighting at the front is intense, so we're saying goodbye today." Platoon Leader Sun has clearly lost a lot of weight in the past two weeks. They've really expended a lot of energy searching for that nameless hero.

"You're leaving already? Wait a moment, let the housekeeper prepare some food for the journey!" The old lady was reluctant to see them go and quickly told the housekeeper to prepare their luggage.

"No need to trouble you two. It would be a waste to let the Japanese and traitors search us along the way! It will be easier to pass through the checkpoints if we carry less luggage," Platoon Leader Sun declined.

"That's true. How can we contact you in the future?" Zhang Youcai was most concerned about maintaining long-term contact. Even frequent correspondence would be helpful since his son and daughter weren't around.

"Well... the regimental commander specifically instructed that he would send people back to visit the two elders frequently in the future... but we can't communicate with them yet!" Platoon Leader Sun said helplessly.

This is enemy-occupied territory, and contacting the front lines is virtually impossible! Even for soldiers like them, crossing back and forth risks their lives!

"Alright! Tell Yiliang to be careful, everything is fine at home! If you have the chance, try to find out where his sister is, it's been almost three years since we last saw her..." The old man was full of melancholy.

"Okay! I'll definitely bring it!" Platoon Leader Sun replied.

"How did your mission go? Did you find the person?" the old man suddenly asked, remembering their mission.

"No! The Japanese don't seem to have any clues either. We suspect it was an explosion caused by their own operational error," said Platoon Leader Sun.

“That’s possible. If such a capable person really comes out of the county, everyone will know about it! I’ll keep an eye out for him, and I’ll find a way to let you know if there’s any news!” Zhang Youcai reassured him.