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

Fortunately, the powerful attack still hit its mark, and the fist-sized boulder rolled down the mountain and landed at Shunzi's feet. Shunzi looked at the mountain, picked up the boulder, examined it again, passed it around to the other two, and then casually tossed it back to the roadside, without attracting the attention of the Japanese soldiers. It was just a boulder rolling down the mountain, and no one paid any attention to the three men's wailing and screaming.

They received the stone, but the three of them had no idea what the scribbles on it meant. They couldn't possibly take the stone to Li Dadi; taking a stone right under the Japanese soldiers' noses would be a terrible mistake, and they'd be shot dead—a truly unjust death! The crucial point was that if the Japanese noticed the information on the stone, it would expose the Mo Dao Regiment, which would be a disaster!

They didn't understand it, but they felt instantly at ease! Following Li Dadi's advice, they woke up early and yelled at the mountains, and someone actually responded! This proved that the kid hadn't lied to them; there really were brothers outside waiting for them!

"Eeeeeeeeeee!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

Upon receiving a response, the three shouted even more excitedly, simply warming up their voices without trying anything else. The youngest, in particular, had a hoarse voice that sounded like a rooster crowing! Their goal was simple: to let the people on the mountain know they had received the message.

After breakfast, the five of them briefly gathered together again. After the three of them traced the strange symbols on the stone to Diezi and the other two, they looked at the two of them with expectant eyes, their burning gazes seeming to melt away the sleep in their eyes!

"Fire attack tonight!" Diezi couldn't withstand the intense gazes of the several grown men and uttered the meaning of the symbol.

"A fire attack tonight?! Good, good! Is it finally time to go out?"

"Fire attack is good! In ancient times, people burned camps and borrowed the east wind to burn Cao Cao's ships; now the Mo Dao Regiment burned the Japanese airfield! It will surely be recorded in history! There's a new script to sing!" As soon as the storyteller heard about the fire attack, he thought of famous scenes from the play, and even began to think about new scripts!

"Understood! Tonight, we brothers will have to put in some effort to keep the Japanese soldiers tied up in the mess hall. The rest is up to us. Remember, if you see a fire, find a place to hide immediately. Help those women if you can; they're all suffering!" Li Dadi instructed.

“No problem! We’re all from the lowest rungs of society, so no one should look down on anyone else!” the storyteller agreed.

"What do you mean by 'low-class'? These girls are from good families, they're just being taken advantage of by the Japanese in this bad world! They're not the same as those low-class people!" the youngest brother argued, glaring at his opponent.

“My nephew is right this time, those girls are all good girls!” Shunzi said irritably.

"Alright, alright! I admit I misspoke, okay? Let's continue talking about the fire attack. I'll serve you tea and apologize once we're out!"

"That's pretty much it!"

When Diezi saw the two men speak up for the girls, she felt a warmth in her heart. She had also been ravaged by the Japanese soldiers, and if she hadn't met Commander Mancang, her fate would have been much more tragic!

……

"Brother Cang, it's done! What's next?" Da Zhao knew they had received the news because the three men down the mountain weren't repeating the previous tune. Now came the real work; such a large airport needed careful planning from the six of them!

"Leave one person here to keep watch, the rest of you go back to town to prepare things. We'll need quite a lot this time, so everyone should be prepared," Mancang instructed.

They came empty-handed; besides food and clothing, they only had two rifles and a pair of binoculars. Taking over an airfield with such meager weapons was a pipe dream. They'd have to find a way to deal with the puppet troops in the town!

"Alright! Zhang Guangxin stays, the rest of you go back to town for some meat!" Da Zhao said magnanimously.

Having fought the Japanese devils for so long, these people were no longer naive. The moment they heard they were going back to town, they knew those traitors were in for trouble. They were all incredibly excited!

"Okay! Remember to bring me a handy tool!" Zhang Guangxin replied.

"Haha, you'll get your share!" Xizi laughed.

This wasn't the first time they'd done something like this, and everyone seemed quite relaxed. When the group of five returned in the evening, they were all dressed in Japanese military uniforms, armed with rifles and cannons—even two grenade launchers and several explosive charges! No need to ask which stronghold they'd taken down this time!

"Hurry up and eat something and rest for a while. We'll start moving as soon as there's any movement inside! This is a big job. Even if the airport is bombed, we have to rescue the people inside! Also, take all the documents you can! In short, don't leave a single hair for the Japanese!" Mancang instructed.

"Alright! Leave all these things for the Japanese, make sure they're treated to a very comfortable meal!"

"Alright! No matter what, we won't let the Japanese devils get away with it!"

With the equipment in hand, everyone felt even more confident and were full of anticipation for the night's operation.

……

That night, the airport became lively again. The Japanese soldiers gathered in the mess hall, eating, drinking, flirting, and watching the performance on stage, completely absorbed in the moment!

"Yingtai longs for her elder brother, this parting is heavy with sorrow. Let us not forget the three years we shared as classmates and bedmates. I am but a woman, and I must speak my mind before we part, but the words, though on my lips, remain unspoken in my clear eyes!"

The three storytellers put in a lot of effort, managing to rewrite and perform the famous Chinese song "The Butterfly Lovers" in a single day! The bright sound of the sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument) and the deep, resonant sound of the cotton bow combined to create a melodious and smooth performance with a unique charm!

"Sasaki, what's the story behind tonight's song? It sounds quite elegant, like I've gone back to my school days!" Sakata Gintoki asked, nodding his head to the rhythm.

"Hehe, this is the famous Chinese song 'The Butterfly Lovers'! It tells the story of the eldest daughter of the Zhu family who disguised herself as a boy to attend a private school. She shared a bed with her sweetheart, Liang Shanbo, for three years without him discovering that she was a girl! When they graduated, she wanted to reveal her true gender but was too embarrassed to say it. She accompanied him for eighteen miles without revealing it! It's a very beautiful love story, and it has a great influence in China!" Sasaki Ichiro spoke eloquently, his eyes revealing undisguised longing and nostalgia!

"It's all because of their subtlety! Chinese people are so pretentious. Why can't they just express their feelings directly? Hiding things only hurts themselves and others!"

"Sordid! If only we could be straightforward, we wouldn't be so backward! The Tang Dynasty was once so glorious, but in the blink of an eye it was riddled with holes and enslaved by others! How tragic and lamentable!"

"Therefore, we must reclaim them! We will use our advanced culture to unify Greater East Asia and achieve common prosperity! If we want them, we will simply state our intentions; if they do not agree, we will take them back!"

The officers' chatter was extremely grating to Li Dadi, who was standing to the side. Those Japanese devils really thought they were beautiful because they were ugly! If they wanted something, they'd make it clear; if you didn't agree, they'd just steal it. What's the difference between them and animals? Don't they know what arranged marriages are? Don't they know what propriety, righteousness, and a sense of shame are? Truly worthy of being called Japanese barbarians!