Chapter 347 I am serious about fighting the devils
Chapter 347 I am serious about fighting the devils
Ambassador's residence.
MacArthur soaked in the hot spring pool, enjoying the beauty brought by the steam.
He just loved Onigashima.
The thought of their emperor bowing and trembling before him.
Those cabinet ministers did what they were told.
With just a baseball bat, he could make those samurai who were shouting about glory obediently offer their swords and fight on the baseball field like clowns for his own amusement.
Fuck the Bushido spirit, it’s all garbage!
Every time I hear the praises from the people of Ghost Island, they treat me as their reborn parents.
Of course, there are also the letters that come in like snowflakes.
Countless beautiful and gentle women begged and prayed to serve his wishes.
He would feel a sense of pride.
On this island.
He is the omnipresent and omnipotent god in everyone's mind.
It is the supreme being that surpasses Amaterasu and the Emperor.
It was he who implemented the constitution, abolished the aristocracy, carried out land reform, and thoroughly transformed the country.
Enjoy the praise of this territory alone.
This is a sense of satisfaction that Truman will never experience.
MacArthur got furious when he thought of the president, the Joint Staff, and those idiots in the Morgan consortium.
These bastards actually put themselves in the same category as stupid guys like Patton. What's even more annoying is that Truman cut nearly 200,000 of his troops in the name of disarmament, and almost left himself without any troops.
He also wanted to replace himself with a loser like Wainwright who had been captured by the Japanese army.
It's simply wishful thinking.
Not only that, the media controlled by the Morgan Consortium spread unfavorable public opinion against him in the country all day long.
"FUCK!"
Thinking of this, MacArthur pulled off the towel covering his face and slammed hard into the hot spring.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?"
The beautiful woman next to him, who was wearing a swimsuit, had a plump figure and fair skin, asked.
She is none other than Setsuko Hara, who is known as the most beautiful woman on Onigashima.
"I'm a little angry right now." MacArthur said, his cheek muscles tense, holding his pipe.
Setsuko Hara immediately understood and helped him sit by the pool.
moment.
Adjutant Holson came in and said, "General, your dinner is ready. Here is the dinner list. Please take a look."
He simply ignored Setsuko Hara who was working hard. He was no longer surprised by this.
MacArthur took a look and tapped Hong Zhiyou's name with his pipe:
"Who is this?"
“He was a good friend of Commander Kirk and General Randall.
“I’m here on behalf of Jiang.
"Chiang's son and Kong Lingkan are fighting among themselves.
“Right now, the food supply to the island is tight, and the president has stopped providing them with a large amount of aid. Hong Zhiyou is the representative they sent, and he is probably here to negotiate for assistance.
"If you don't want to see him, I've removed his name."
Holson said respectfully.
He knew very well that the general had always advocated military aggression to control the Gulf Islands, while Truman was using and consuming the Gulf Islands.
Chiang was also very tough on MacArthur's past stance.
Refuse the US military's advisory group to participate in specific command.
Reject the large-scale US military presence on the island and its participation in government affairs.
MacArthur and Truman also thought the northern part of the Gulf was too dilapidated, and they were too lazy to send even an ambassador there. Only a small number of counselors occasionally visited there.
Now that Chiang has sent someone to ask for help, it would be strange if the general agreed to it.
"I heard Kirk bought a house in New York?" MacArthur asked suddenly.
"Do not.
"I didn't buy a house, I bought a building near the New York Times," Holson replied.
"This man once helped Truman's military aid faction gain an advantage in the Senate.
“It’s that international espionage case.
"He has deep ties to the Seventh Fleet."
Holson added.
"interesting.
"Let this Hong..." MacArthur was a little stuck.
"Hong Zhiyou!" Holson replied quickly.
"Yes, let Hong Zhiyou come over. I want to meet him." MacArthur laughed.
He closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief with a look of pleasure on his face.
Setsuko Hara stood up with a red face, said nothing, covered her chest with her hands, bowed to the two of them, and walked away with her hips twisted.
“General.
“The special envoy sent by the Kong family had contact with Sakata Hisao many times.
“The Japanese cabinet represented by Ikeda Sugami seems to be afraid that you are cooperating with Hong Zhi, so they have withdrawn food from Guidao.
"Look..."
Holson took a quick glance at Setsuko Hara's hips and continued.
"This bunch of bastards, crushing them is as easy as crushing an ant.
“But let him.
"Look at Hong Zhi's performance tonight. If he can't even deal with a few dogs, there's no point in talking to him." MacArthur sneered arrogantly.
"Yes." Holson accepted the order.
……
7 p.m.
Hong Ji-you changed into a very gentlemanly white suit and carefully styled his hair into a handsome high back.
Wan'an was wearing a military uniform.
The party emblems on the hat and chest were polished to a shiny finish.
"Wan'an, how are your skills?" asked Hong Zhiyou, wearing a tie.
Wanan smiled coldly.
Without even looking at it, he just grabbed a glass soda bottle on the table and threw it out.
The soda bottle hasn't hit the ground yet.
He raised his hand and the lighter on the table flew out.
laugh.
There was a sudden sound of breaking air.
The lighter seemed to have eyes.
Snapped!
The soda bottle flew three meters away and shattered.
What the hell!
Hong Zhiyou can now be considered a half-martial artist, but his eyesight and hand strength are definitely not as good as Wan'an's.
"Are you good at boxing and weapons?" he asked again.
"certainly.
“I once studied under Cao Yanhai, and later I learned some killing skills on my own. I wouldn’t say I’m on par with those martial arts masters, but I’m no match for ordinary people.
"Why, we're going to have a showdown tonight?"
Wan An narrowed his eyes and asked proudly.
Turns out he is a master. Hong Zhiyou feels relieved. No wonder he can be Jianfeng's head waiter. He must be quite capable.
“That’s right, go to the dinner tonight, and given the behavior of the devils, they will definitely challenge you.
“It’s a challenge, but it’s also a life-and-death situation.
"You are Comrade Jianfeng's chief attendant. If you die here, I will not be able to explain myself, and it will also be a disgrace to the dignity of the Party and the country.
“I urge you to think twice.
"You don't have to go!"
Hong Zhiyou secretly provoked him.
Without Wan'an to take the blame, the Japanese devils would definitely challenge him directly.
"Secretary Hong really underestimates me.
"Isn't it just Bushido?
"I can crush it with just my hand!"
Wan'an felt a little annoyed at being looked down upon by him.
"Okay, then it's all thanks to Chief Servant Wan." Hong Zhi nodded.
……
Eight o'clock.
Hong Zhiyou arrived at MacArthur's official residence in a graceful manner.
European style party.
The aroma of fine wine, cakes, and snacks mixed with the scent of women's perfume and powder made the air feel so sweet that it was sickening.
Hong Zhiyou looked at the fat and short Japanese guests with a smile on his face, his eyes full of contempt.
"Hong, come here and let me introduce you to someone."
Randall took the initiative to step forward to support Hong Zhiyou and introduced him to the senior US military officials present.
This made Ikeda Sugami and others on the side extremely angry.
“Hong, this is Cabinet Minister Sugiaki Ikeda.
“This is Mr. Kong’s special envoy, Mr. Wu Fangzhi.
"This is Sakata Hisao, the deputy leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi."
Randall introduced it intentionally.
"Mr. Hong..." Out of respect for Randall, Ikeda, Sugami and the other two forced a smile, stood up and raised their glasses.
Hong Zhiyou didn't even look at the three people, but turned and walked to the other side.
Since they are enemies, there is no need to give them face.
Moreover, Hong Zhi had no intention of doing business with the Japanese.
Human energy is limited.
He has many ways to make money, so there's no need for him to be friends with these beasts.
"idiot!"
Ikeda Sugami sat down and slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.
"Mr. Ikeda, you see, in your territory, people don't even bother to look at you." Wu Fangzhi said sarcastically.
"This boy must be killed tonight!
"Asano-kun!
"Cut him with a knife later."
Ikeda Sugami looked viciously at a skinny middle-aged man with disheveled hair and wearing Japanese samurai clothes behind him.
"Hi!"
The man nodded coldly.
soon.
MacArthur and Setsuko Hara came side by side.
The retired emperor of Ghost Island was smoking a pipe and looking around at everyone with an arrogant look.
Everyone he looked at, including Ikeda Sugami, lowered their heads, and no one dared to look him in the face.
The woman even knelt on her knees.
Looking around the whole room, they are all like slaves and dogs.
The US military at this time, especially people like MacArthur, did have the capital to be proud and arrogant.
Hong Zhiyou stood there calmly.
He knew that these guys were all money-grubbers at heart. All their talk of being high and mighty was fake. As long as you have money, you have friends and good wine.
And he was exactly the kind of friend that MacArthur was looking for.
"Are you the friend of Randall and Kirk?" MacArthur saw that Hong Zhiyou had a sharp gaze and did not show any awe. While he admired him, he also felt a little unhappy.
"I am also your friend, General." Hong Zhiyou spoke fluent English.
"is it?"
MacArthur snorted and walked straight to the head of the round table and sat down.
Atomic Festival sat next to him.
She is a little taller than the average Onigashima woman, with a thicker frame, a plump figure, broad and generous eyebrows and eyes, and fair skin, giving her a bit of a Chinese-European mixed-race look.
Compared with the aesthetic taste of Chinese people, she may not be outstanding, or even beautiful.
But it really suits the appetite of Chinese and American people.
As for the "most beautiful woman" in the world, Hong Zhiyou should forget about it.
"My friends, let's get started."
MacArthur started cutting the steak first.
Then everyone started to move.
MacArthur was very talkative and would occasionally make jokes, and the atmosphere at the dinner was very good.
Amidst the laughter and joy.
MacArthur gave a look to Holson standing beside him.
Holson secretly nudged Ikeda Sugigami with his elbow.
“Mr. Hong.
“I heard that your sister is a red ticket, and many of your friends are also red tickets.
“And now you are sent by Jiang.
"But I don't know which country you represent?"
Ikeda Sugamichi.
“It seems that Ikeda-kun has a bad memory.
"The Cairo Declaration and the Potsdam Proclamation clearly state that the Chinese territories you stole, including the Wandao, must be returned.
“The Bay Island is naturally a part of China.
"Where does the saying of which country come from?
"Ikeda-kun, I thought you were stupid.
"Now it seems that you are indeed more stupid than I thought."
Hong Zhiyou spoke in a resounding voice and smiled contemptuously with narrowed eyes.
As he said this, he looked at MacArthur and said, "The general is a meritorious official in the fight against fascism and a promoter of proclamations and declarations. You should know this better than them."
MacArthur was sipping red wine when his glass suddenly stopped and he thought to himself that something terrible was happening.
He originally wanted Ikeda Sugami to humiliate and suppress Hong Zhiyou, and at the same time to sow discord between Hong Zhiyou and the National Government and test this guy's weight.
I didn’t expect that Hong Zhiyou’s eloquence was no less than Gu Weijun’s.
If he agreed, Ikeda would be embarrassed.
No, that is a denial.
Between himself and the devil, he laughed without hesitation:
"That's right, Wandao is part of China, and there is only one China in the world."
"Thank you." Hong Zhiyou raised his glass to him gracefully.
"Mr. Ikeda, why don't you apologize to Mr. Hong?" Holson came out to smooth things over.
"Damn Chinese.
"How dare you say we are defeated?
"We were defeated, but we were defeated by the commander and the atomic bomb. What does it have to do with you Chinese?
"You are nothing but the sick men of East Asia who were almost ruled by us."
Ikeda Sugami was a little overwhelmed and started shouting.
"Ikeda-kun.
“Dignity lies not in the size of your voice, but in the edge of your sword.
"The truth is always within the range of cannon.
“Ask your Neiji Okamura.
“Ask your Tojo.
“They’ll give you the answer.
"Since the Han and Tang Dynasties, you have not even been qualified to be a vassal state of China, and now you are still a defeated clown.
“At least they stole some of our culture.
"Be more like a gentleman, be more like a man.
"If you lose, you lose. Is it so difficult to admit the reality?"
Hong Zhiyou laughed out loud and took out the famous newspaper from his pocket.
In the photo, their short, thin Emperor Hirohito, who exudes cowardice, stands trembling beside MacArthur.
There was no way, Hong Zhiyou was originally looking for the newspaper in which the Japanese submitted their surrender document.
But He Yingqin was too disappointing. His fawning and bowing attitude was not effective enough to achieve the desired effect.
"idiot!"
Ikeda Sugami and a group of Japanese soldiers were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
However, no one dared to lose their temper in front of MacArthur. They could only clench their fists, tremble all over, and suppress their anger in their hearts.
Because they wanted to express their protest against their big daddy MacArthur.
This is something that Ikeda and others would never dare to do.
MacArthur also leaned back in his chair and laughed out loud.
The Japs were meant to be humiliated, and this photo in particular was his "masterpiece" that he was proud of all his life.
"Okay, Minister Ikeda, you are the defeated country, just admit it." MacArthur laughed enough and pointed at Ikeda Sugigami.
"Yes, sir." Ikeda lowered his head in humiliation.
"Ikeda-kun.
"Since Mr. Hong said that the Chinese are not the sick men of East Asia, why not challenge him with your Bushido?" Wu Fangzhi suggested.
"Aren't you Chinese?" Hong Zhiyou had never seen such a shameless person.
"I'm North American." Wu Fangzhi shrugged proudly.
"Traitor dog!" Wan An, who was standing behind Hong Zhiyou, snorted coldly.
Wu Fangzhi looked calm and seemed to be enjoying himself.
“Hong Ji has.
"Aren't you proud of China?
"Do you dare to challenge our Bushido? Let's see who is the real East Asian powerhouse!"
Ikeda Sugami asked.
"certainly.
"But it's boring to gesture too much, and you can't move freely. I suggest we have a life-and-death duel." Hong Zhiyou said confidently.
"A life-and-death battle?"
Everyone present was in an uproar.
"What, you don't dare?" Hong Zhiyou said aggressively.
"hateful!
"Asano-kun, fight to the death with the honor of a samurai." Ikeda Sugami ordered, and then he whispered a few words to Holson.
Soon a guard brought Shinichi Asano's samurai sword.
MacArthur was worried that there would be nothing to watch, so he left his seat immediately and had the tables moved away to make room for more space.
"Wan'an, kill him." Hong Zhiyou said.
Wan An, dressed in military uniform, walked into the field.
"Mr. Wan, what weapon do you use?" Randall asked.
“Isn’t Bushido good at playing baseball?
"I'll just use a baseball bat."
Wanan Hongsheng said.
"Baga, you damn Chinese!"
Asano Shinichi clenched his teeth in anger.
Who didn't know that MacArthur traded their samurai swords for a baseball bat.
This guy keeps talking about things that are not related to the topic. What a bastard.
Soon, someone brought a baseball bat.
The two sides were two meters apart. With a wave of MacArthur's hand, Shinichi Asano took the lead and attacked with a knife in both hands.
The samurai sword, shining with cold light, slashed towards Wan'an at an angle.
Wan'an has eye disease and he dodged to the side.
If the opponent exerts force while holding the knife with both hands, his body will inevitably tilt.
Wan'an took advantage of the situation and hit Shinichi Asano's left shoulder with a stick.
His blow was powerful, fast and accurate.
Asano Shinichi's shoulder felt like it was struck by lightning. The pain was so severe that he staggered two steps and almost couldn't hold the knife steadily.
Wan'an didn't wait for him to recover. A sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He strode forward like a galloping horse and hit him with another stick.
Asano Shinichi blocked the blows one by one, and was knocked back with his sword, almost falling to the ground.
Seeing that he was unsteady.
Wan An took another step forward and shouted, "Die!"
A baseball bat hit him on the head.
Snapped!
Shinichi Asano's head was smashed into pieces like a watermelon and he died on the spot.
“Unbeatable waste.
"Just play your baseball."
Wan'an sneered, threw away the baseball bat and returned to Hong Zhiyou.
"Asano-kun.
"You dare to kill someone, come and arrest him."
Ikeda Sugigami completely lost control of his emotions and started screaming.
The other samurai guards and Japanese dignitaries present glared at Hong Zhiyou and his two companions and surrounded them.
"Why.
“I really can’t afford to lose.
"But it's not your turn to run wild and give orders here." Hong Zhiyou said disdainfully.
"Minister Ikeda!
"You look very ungentlemanly." MacArthur's face darkened and he said unhappily.
"Yes, sir."
Ikeda Sugami glared at Hong Zhiyou and the other two, then stepped aside.
“Ladies and gentlemen, today’s dinner was wonderful.
"I'm a little tired, so let's stop here."
MacArthur applauded, glanced at Hong Zhiyou, and left with his pipe in his mouth.
"Mr. Hong, I would like to say hello to you on behalf of Miss Huizi.
"Tokyo is dark at night, so be careful."
Sakata Hisao came over and started chattering a lot.
Hong Zhiyou couldn't understand Japanese and couldn't help frowning.
Wu Fangzhi came over and translated a few words in a sarcastic tone.
Then, they left with a smile.
"Hong, let's go to my military camp. It's not safe here." Randall said.
"Do not.
"Act according to the plan. Whoever wants to kill me, I will take their lives!" Hong Zhiyou said coldly.
……
(End of this chapter)