Captain Uehara walked tiredly into a large wooden house near Yokosuka Military Port with a suitcase. The home of Lieutenant Shirakawa of the Kanto Army Intelligence Department was here.

The list given to him by the Kwantung Military Intelligence Department contains the home addresses of most of the Kwantung Military Intelligence Department soldiers. This used to be an absolute secret, but now it is not.

Captain Uehara stood in front of a wooden house and looked at the door number next to the door to confirm the correctness.

He raised his hand and gently pushed the door, and the door actually opened.

Captain Uehara walked into the yard, and a girl of five or six years old was sitting on the small stool with a two-year-old child in her arms.

"Is this Shirakawa's family? Is your mother Ms. Kaneko?" asked Captain Uehara.

"Do you have something to do with my mother? She goes out to do business and it will take a while before she can come back." The girl replied. She smiled innocently as she said.

"So when will your mother come back?" Captain Uehara asked again.

"I don't know, but the later she comes back, the more delicious she brings!" the girl replied.

Captain Uehara squatted down and asked with a smile: "What delicious food does your mother bring to you?"

These days, he followed the address and walked through hundreds of families of the Kwantung Army's intelligence departments. The scene he saw made him feel melancholy and even sad and angry. All he could do was to take out was the little bit of pitiful dozens of yen.

Prices are soaring in Japan now, and this amount of money does not solve the problem at all.

"There is bread, milk and chocolate!" the girl replied crisply.

Hearing these, Captain Uehara couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you hungry? I still have rice balls here." Captain Uehara opened the suitcase and took out a rice ball from it and handed it to the girl.

The girl nodded slightly and said thank you, then took the rice ball and stuffed it into the mouth of her two-year-old brother in her arms.

Looking at the innocent and sensible girl, Captain Uehara felt that he was in a much better mood. But he waited here for more than an hour, Kazuko Shirakawa had not come back yet.

"Where is your mother going to do business?" Captain Uehara asked.

"It's there!" The girl raised her hand and pointed toward the direction of My Wife Island.

Captain Uehara walked out of the yard and headed towards the island of Goma.

Yokosuka was originally one of the most important base ports of the Japanese Navy, and now the ports are anchored in the US Navy's aircraft carriers and battleships like hills.

It was fenced with iron fences across the water from Goma Island. This is the main area leading to Goma Island oil warehouse.

Several American soldiers were playing basketball naked.

There were dozens of Japanese women wearing heavy makeup outside the iron fence looking at the American soldiers playing basketball and cheering.

Compared with the burly and strong American soldiers, the vulgar Japanese men are not considered men at all.

Of course, more importantly, if the American soldiers inside the iron fence take a look at him and take a drink and eat and then do something else, the whole family will not have to go hungry for several days.

Captain Uehara has been staying in Northeast China until he returned to Japan this year and only saw the Americans after Japan surrendered.

He first looked at the American soldiers and focused on the dozens of women.

These women are only fourteen or fifteen years old, and the older ones are already over forty or fifty years old. They all smeared their bright red lips in front of the American soldiers through the iron fence, as if they were waiting for the visit of these American soldiers.

Just two or three months ago, due to lack of weapons, these women were training with bamboo guns to prepare to fight the Americans who were about to land.

The women cast a flirtatious eyes at the American soldiers and shouted the Darlings they had just learned, and even made a kiss.

A policeman passed by and turned a blind eye to the scene in front of him. If Japan had not surrendered a few months ago, he would have arrested these women.

Captain Uehara really couldn't stand it anymore. He shouted: "How can you women do this! You have lost all the faces of the great Japanese Empire!"

All the women turned their heads and looked at Captain Uehara coldly, and none of them showed shame.

A man in his fifties-year-old mother San pointed to Captain Uehara and said, "You still have the face to say to us. The newspaper broadcast said that it was because of you incompetent and cowardly soldiers that Japan became like this today! You just came back from the battlefield, right? Why didn't you die there? Why did you still have the face to live? Beat him!"

Mom Sang's order worked as well as the command of the head of the Kwantung Army's intelligence department. Dozens of women rushed towards Captain Uehara like wolves and tigers, punching, kicking, scratching, and in a short while, Captain Uehara was beyond recognition.

He covered his torn clothes and ran away quickly with his suitcase. Behind him was the laughter of American soldiers!

Captain Uehara returned to Lieutenant Shirakawa's house, and the girl sat on a small stool and hugged her brother and waited for her mother to bring delicious food back.

Captain Uehara waited for more than two hours, and a woman walked in with bread in one hand and a bottle of Coke in the other.

The woman was stunned when she looked at Captain Uehara whose clothes were torn, but she immediately returned to her calmness. There was nothing she feared for her now, and nothing that would embarrass her.

"What are you doing here?" the woman asked.

Captain Uehara vaguely remembered that there was this woman among the women who hit him!

Now that he felt ashamed, he was Captain Uehara, and he remembered the purpose of coming here.

He hurriedly opened the suitcase and took out an envelope from it and handed it to the woman and said, "This is sent to you by the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department."

The woman took the envelope and pulled out thirty yen from it and said coldly: "Do you know that the food on the black market has increased by more than ten times now. What is this little money enough to buy?"

Captain Uehara wanted to say that the other soldiers didn't even have the money, but he couldn't say it. The husband of the woman in front of him was now a coolie in Siberia, and the Japanese Empire ignored nothing to the people who had dedicated it to it.

Captain Uehara rushed to Yokohama overnight to find Second Lieutenant Abe. When he was visiting the family of the Kanto Army Intelligence Department, he accidentally discovered that Second Lieutenant Abe and others had returned.

The second lieutenant Abe and six other people who protected Liushkov were following the advice Qian Xiaobao gave them, crossing the peninsula to Busan, and then taking a boat back to Japan.

After finding Second Lieutenant Abe, Captain Uehara said, "I have completed the order of Director Akikusa Toshi. I have sent all the money, but it is still far from enough! You hand over this suitcase with the roster and a letter I wrote to him to Qian Xiaobao, Lieutenant Ken Takashima. He is more capable than me, and he can only rely on him for the future."

Late at night, Captain Uehara sat high and watched the moving ships on the sea surface of Yokohama Harbor. After two or three hours, he slowly turned around and faced the north.

He is one of the few people who did not face the emperor's direction before he died.

Captain Uehara took out his pistol and pressed it on his chest.

"Bastard!" Captain Uehara cursed.

However, he felt that it was not powerful enough, so he cursed in Chinese again: "Fuck your ancestors for 18 generations!"
Chapter completed!