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

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. It's not all bad that the two of them were caught at the airport by some twist of fate. If they want to deliver the message and complete the mission smoothly, they have to find a way to get along with these people. These three chefs are collaborators, and if they get along well, they can be of great help!

"Haha, young man, you're quite sensible! That's good, it saves us all the trouble of worrying about you two! You have to be observant when you work here. These Japanese soldiers aren't easy to deal with, so you two need to be careful! If you get beaten or scolded by these ruthless people, that's one thing, but if you get stabbed by them, you'll have nowhere to regret it!" the fat chef grumbled incessantly.

"Hey! Thank you for reminding us! Don't worry, we brothers will definitely work hard and won't cause any trouble for everyone!" Li Dadi continued, nodding and bowing.

“Okay, my surname is Pangda, and everyone calls me Pangda. They are Chen Er and Zhang San. What are your surnames?” Pangda asked.

“…Our surname is Li…” Li Dadi was about to say his name when Pang Da interrupted him.

"Your surname is Li, right? Then you'll be called Li Si, and your brother will be Li Wu! We'll stay in the kitchen and not wander around aimlessly! Getting shot by the Japanese would be a pointless death!"

"Alright! Don't worry, we brothers are all honest men!"

……

While the two of them were busy in the kitchen, the storyteller and the uncle and nephew in the other room started arguing!

"It's all your fault! Why did you have to call a cotton bow a harp? Now look what's happened, we've been arrested! What are we going to do now?" the youngest complained angrily.

"What to do? How should I know what to do? Who knew that singing a song would get you arrested by the Japanese! It's all because you were carrying this broken bow and blocking the door. In the end, it's all because of this broken bow!" The storyteller had long lost his patience and immediately started arguing with the youngest brother!

"Blame me? How can you blame me? Who insisted it was a musical instrument? Who tried to fool the Japanese into singing? Who was trying to use our family heirlooms to appease the Japanese? Did my broken bow cause this trouble? What did my bow do to you?" The youngest brother suddenly lost his composure, stood up, and started cursing while jumping up and down!

"Who else is to blame but you? If it weren't for your broken bow blocking the door, would we have been trapped in the teahouse by the Japanese? If I hadn't come up with a quick-thinking plan to fool the Japanese, you two uncles would have been dead by now! You heartless bastards, you don't know how to be grateful and you even turn around and blame others. Now look what you've done, you've been caught by the Japanese and are waiting to die in this godforsaken place!" The storyteller also had a fiery temper, and he jumped up from the ground and started arguing with the youngest brother.

Who are you calling heartless?

"I'm talking to you! You heartless bastard!"

The two were arguing back and forth, and in the heat of the moment, they started fighting. Head to head, they were pulling each other's ears so hard they were almost black and swollen! They looked like two bulls locked in a battle!

"Stop! Stop right now! What time is it? Why are you two fighting? Don't you want to die?" Shunzi was watching anxiously from the side, unsure whether he should help the youngest brother tidy up the storyteller. Anyway, both of them seemed to have a point! He anxiously followed the two of them, pacing around in circles!

"Uncle Shunzi! Quickly teach this bastard a lesson! He's calling us heartless!"

"Don't listen to him! You're the elder, you're more reasonable than him. Tell me, if it weren't for me, wouldn't you have been killed by the Japanese long ago?"

"You fart!"

"You have no conscience!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"ungrateful!"

"Hey! Are you two crazy? There are Japanese soldiers everywhere here. If we attract them, we'll all get shot! Instead of wasting time on this, you should be thinking about how to get through tonight! If things go wrong, the three of us and those two waiters will all die here! All of us will be dead!" Shunzi was getting a headache from the two of them and suddenly thought of the situation and started yelling.

"Huh?..." The two who were still arguing were stunned! No matter what, they were now considered court musicians by the Japanese. If their performance that night displeased the Japanese, they would be finished!

"I don't care! Who told him to say I'm heartless? If anyone's going to let go, it's him who let go first!"

"You're talking nonsense! You should be the one letting go first!"

"Let go first!"

"No, let go first!"

"Hey, stop arguing! I'll count to three and you all let go at the same time! Ready, one, two, three! Let go!" Shunzi shouted hurriedly.

The two of them loosened their grip, but in the end, they each yanked hard on the other's ear, until their ears swelled up like cow ears!

After letting go, the two of them quickly rubbed their ears, wincing in pain, and stared at each other with wide eyes, ready to collide again at any moment!

……

The six men in the warehouse watched them enter the airport from afar. When they understood the situation around them, they were all relieved! Their mission was to bomb the airport and eliminate the surrounding threats, but by sheer luck, the Japanese had led the way for them! The rescue and bombing of the airport had been combined into one task, saving them a lot of trouble!

"Haha, these little devils are so careless! They're guarding the airport and still messing around outside! They're nothing compared to Maojian Airport!" Shimizu couldn't help but laugh as he surveyed the surrounding defenses.

"Isn't that right? The Japanese think they have no rivals around and they've become unruly! They deserve to run into us. I'll take this airport!" Da Zhao said with great bravado.

"After the Battle of Seoul, all the Nationalist troops in the surrounding area withdrew, so there's no one to fight back! Winter has arrived, and the Japanese are thinking of grabbing some supplies to get through the winter. This is an opportunity! It's good that Dadi and the others have gone in. We can coordinate from the inside and outside to give the Japanese a good show!" Man Cang stared at the entire airport with his eyes shining. With such lax defenses, who else would we target but them!

"Okay! Tell me what to do and I'll go get everything ready right away!" Da Zhao said, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

"We need to prepare properly! Here's the usual routine: let's stay here tonight and prepare after we find a weakness in the Japanese!" Mancang said.

“Okay! Let’s go up that mountain over there, it’ll be safer there! I’ll go get some food and a pair of binoculars or something to make it easier to observe!” Shimizu said, pointing to the mountain to the east.

"Go ahead! Be careful! Xizi will come with you; it would be best if you could get a few military overcoats!"

"Alright! We'll be right back in a minute!"

The enemy made guns and cannons for us when we didn't have any. Wherever there were Japanese soldiers, there was no shortage of these things; they were used to it!

Soon, the group climbed to the top of the hill and surveyed the airport in the valley, carefully noting its layout and patrol routes. Once they could make contact with the people inside, the airport would be theirs!

The two, Shimizu and Shimizu, worked very efficiently, finishing the task in three hours! With food, drinks, and clothing provided, the group sat on the hilltop, enjoying the mountain breeze and observing the airport while waiting for nightfall.

"Uncle Cang, look! Isn't that Dadi and the other guy?" Dazhao said, pointing towards the kitchen during dinner.