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

Yes, what they saw was indeed Li Dadi and the plate. It was dinnertime, and the airport was brightly lit as dusk settled in. Except for those on duty and patrolling, everyone else was gathered in the canteen waiting for dinner. The Japanese soldiers were very excited because of the evening's performance and the newly captured young women! Every one of them had a greedy look in their eyes!

Li Dadi and his four companions were carefully carrying dishes of food to each table, counting the number of Japanese soldiers as they served.

There were four tables with 35 people, including technicians and pilots. Security personnel were more numerous, occupying seven tables, not counting those on duty outside; a rough estimate suggests over 100 security personnel. In other words, the entire airport staff numbered nearly 200. Forcing their way off the airport with just a handful of them would be utterly futile!

"Gentlemen, today Lord Sasaki has brought back a troupe of court musicians for us, musicians whose ancestors specially performed for the Chinese emperor! Since the Battle of Seoul, none of us have been able to go out, so tonight we'll have these musicians give a good performance for the warriors of our empire! And these newly captured beauties, everyone can have a good time tonight!" Sakata Gintoki, the highest-ranking official at the airport, said with a beaming face.

After the Battle of Seoul, there were no combat missions for a while, and everyone was getting restless from being cooped up in this remote mountain valley all day! If it weren't for discipline, these people would have turned this place upside down long ago!

"Yoshi! Great!"

"The work of a court musician! The emperor of China!"

"I still prefer pretty girls! The calls of Chinese pretty girls are so charming!"

"Hahaha, with performances and pretty girls, it feels like I'm back in the geisha house in Osaka!"

"Hahaha, wow! And all this strong liquor! This is practically living like an emperor!"

The restaurant suddenly became lively. Many Japanese soldiers, forgetting about their food, grabbed a girl, sat her on their laps, and started groping her, causing everyone to burst into laughter!

Soon, the storyteller and his youngest uncle were invited by two Japanese soldiers to a makeshift stage in the restaurant. Looking at the sea of ​​Japanese soldiers below, all three trembled with fear!

However, even if he was terrified, he had to put on a smile and go on stage to perform. If he didn't provoke the Japanese soldier, he would be shot and killed right there!

"Ding ding dong dong..."

The storyteller, however, remained calm. He glanced at the uncle and nephew, picked up his sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument), and went on stage to begin. He knew he couldn't count on the uncle and nephew; forcing them onto the stage at this point would only make things worse.

"At the first watch of the night, the crescent moon shines on the flower terrace. Sister Qiuxiang has made a plan, to have him come at noon..."

This is a folk tune, a story about love and romance. Although the Japanese devils didn't understand it very well, it didn't diminish their enjoyment at all! These bastards, with girls in their arms, were already itching with desire as they listened to the singing on stage. They were having a blast, rubbing against the girls while listening to the little song!

Even Ichiro Sasaki, a connoisseur of music, was completely absorbed, nodding and swaying to the music. These little tunes and melodies are so captivating, gentle, lingering, and narrative, offering a unique flavor compared to Western symphonies!

"Sasaki, what song is this? It's making me really want to listen to it!" Sakata Gintoki asked, looking at Sasaki who was swaying his head.

“I don’t know the name of this folk song, but it’s about a couple who secretly meet without their families’ knowledge. It’s very romantic!” Sasaki Ichiro replied with a wink.

"A private date? Ugh! Chinese people are so pretentious. If they like a girl, they should just go up and confess, right? All this hiding and concealment is so unpleasant!"

"Haha, this is what the Chinese consider beauty! When our Yamato women wear kimonos and fall for a man, they can find a secluded spot, take off their kimonos, lay them on the ground, and have a good time! It's cool, unrestrained, and incredibly exhilarating!"

“The Chinese are different. They value subtlety and beauty! Chinese women wear cheongsams that cover their bodies completely, yet they are still irresistible! So, they believe in not speaking directly between men and women, and they are evasive and secretive, like playing a riddle! Even their music has this dreamlike and enchanting feel, which is very captivating!” Sasaki Ichiro said eloquently.

Only a music teacher like him could notice these things. Others only know about fighting, looting, killing and plundering, and they wouldn't care about these trivial details!

"Hahaha, yoshi! Sasaki has really figured out the Chinese!"

"So, Dass! If the war is won, why don't you stay and take up a post, studying music and cheongsam-clad beauties at the same time! How wonderful!"

"Haha, how wonderful! In the future, we can make these demure women wear kimonos and take off their clothes anytime, anywhere, just like us Yamato women!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A group of officers surrounded Sasaki Ichiro, teasing him incessantly. Seeing this, the storyteller on stage felt much more at ease, at least they had passed this test tonight!

Li Dadi and Diezi bustled around the restaurant, serving tea, water, and dishes. Seeing the Japanese soldiers chatting and laughing so happily, Li Dadi felt relieved for the three of them. He then began to think about how to get the message out.

It wasn't that he cared much about these three men; they had all been captured by the Japanese, and getting out would require them to work together as a team. The girls who had been captured were already terrified and helpless, clearly unusable; it was the five men who could handle it!

"You stay here and take care of yourself. I'm going out for a walk!" Li Dadi said softly, carrying a pot of hot water.

"Hmm... Be careful..." Diezi said with concern.

Once inside the wolf's den, one must be careful at every turn; a slight misstep could mean certain death! But once inside, doing nothing would only lead to being slaughtered! Fortunately, both knew that Commander Mancang and his men were surely guarding the outside, and as long as they could get the message out, they would still have a glimmer of hope!

Li Dadi carried a large pot of hot water in one hand and a stack of teacups in the other, walking out of the restaurant and heading straight for the soldiers on duty at the entrance.

"Hey! Stop right there! What are you doing?" Before he even got close, a Japanese soldier pointed his gun at him and shouted at him sternly.

"Ah! Sir, don't shoot! I've brought you water! Hot water to help you warm up!" Li Dadi quickly said, holding up the kettle and teacup in his hand.

It's freezing cold and night has fallen. I don't believe these Japanese devils won't be tempted by the lively scene inside! They wouldn't be so ungrateful for a bowl of hot water, would they?

"Hot water? Oh my! You good citizen! Come on over here!" The Japanese soldier indeed didn't make things difficult for him and beckoned him over.

"Hey! Hey!" Li Dadi skipped over and poured the guy a bowl of hot water, handing it to him:

"It's cold, have a bowl of hot water to warm up! I'll cook you something delicious after my shift ends!"