Chapter 166: A Major General of the Huaguo Military, Is That Qualification Enough?

When the camouflaged military vehicle first came into view, Meng Xianglong, Meng Qing, and the others assumed it was simply more of Colonel Yamamoto’s men arriving in succession.

It wasn't until they caught sight of the characters for "Huaxia" painted on the side of the vehicle that they snapped back to reality.

Had someone from the Huaxia military region arrived?

"Th-this isn't going to cause trouble, is it?" a timid member of the Meng family murmured apprehensively.

"What is there to be afraid of? Mr. Yamamoto is a colonel! Do you really think just any ordinary foot soldier can command a situation like this?" Meng Xianglong rebuked aloud.

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto nodded calmly, a look of disdain in his eyes accompanied by a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth.

This was because he had a certain understanding of Huaxia’s military system.

A camouflaged military truck like that certainly looked imposing, as if it belonged to someone of high standing.

In reality, however, it didn't even bear official military license plates; it was clearly just a transport vehicle for ordinary soldiers.

It was nothing more than a bluff!

"Go inform them."

Yamamoto waved his hand and called out to one of his subordinates.

The Japanese soldier acknowledged the order, dashed immediately to the outer gates, pulled a military ID card from his pocket, and stepped forward to block the path of the slowing military vehicle.

"Colonel Yamamoto of Japan is on official business! Entry is forbidden!"

The window of the driver's seat rolled down, and a young soldier poked his head out, frowning as he asked, "What kind of official business forbids entry?"

Seeing that the person in the driver's seat was merely a youngster, the Japanese soldier grew even more confident, shedding every last trace of his previous hesitation.

"You are not qualified to inquire about our business! Leave this place immediately!"

However, the military vehicle did not turn around. Instead, it slowly edged forward until it reached a suitable spot, whereupon the engine was switched off.

Standing within the main hall of the Meng residence and witnessing this scene, Yamamoto’s brows furrowed instantly. A fierce expression crossed his face as he strode toward the camouflaged vehicle in his heavy military boots.

Drawing his ceremonial saber, he pressed the tip against the hood of the car, tapping it repeatedly as he cursed aloud.

"Are you Huaxia soldiers deaf? Can you not understand a simple order? Do you need me to file an official report and issue a reprimand against your unit?"

Yamamoto stood on his tiptoes, his chin tilted up toward the sky, radiating an overbearing aura. With his saber in hand, he looked as though he was on the verge of stepping directly onto the vehicle itself.

"Did you not hear Colonel Yamamoto speak? Why aren't you backing off? What are you lingering here for like a plague? Don't disgrace us Huaxia people!!"

From inside the hall, Meng Xianglong chimed in to bolster Yamamoto's intimidation.

"Exactly! Who knows what unruly mob of soldiers this is from? So utterly unreasonable! It's utterly sickening!"

"A soldier's sacred duty is to obey orders—don't you even know that much? You are a disgrace to Huaxia's servicemen!"

The members of the Meng family began to clamor in unison, their expressions utterly vile.

Once this military truck was driven away, with Colonel Yamamoto present, dealing with Qin Mu would be as effortless as lifting a finger.

When the time came, even if they were to sever Qin Mu's arms to appease Mr. Sato, not a single soul would dare to hold them accountable!

Just as the din reached its peak.

The doors of the military vehicle were pushed open one after another.

First to emerge were several soldiers in military uniform, each standing straight and tall, radiating tremendous vigor and spirit.

Yet even so, Yamamoto's expression remained completely unchanged as he watched them.

"Just as I expected, they're merely a bunch of foot soldiers without even a hint of military rank displayed. I doubt you could find even a junior lieutenant among this lot!"

Hearing this, several of the surrounding Japanese soldiers let out cold chuckles.

After all, among those who had accompanied them, even the lowest-ranking among them was a third lieutenant!

Yet their laughter was instantly cut short.

For just at that moment, a soldier in the back seat stepped out and spoke deferentially toward the interior of the car.

"Old General, please!"

As soon as those words fell, the entire area descended into absolute silence!

Everyone widened their eyes and gaped, staring in sheer disbelief.

Old... Old General?!

The members of the Meng family shook their heads repeatedly, suspecting they must have misheard.

Yamamoto, whose military boot had been on the verge of pressing down against the front bumper, froze mid-air. His entire body stiffened, and his eyes stared rigidly toward the rear passenger compartment of the vehicle, as though he were gazing upon some unfathomable entity.

Following that, an elderly man with an aged face, yet eyes gleaming with piercing vitality and a spine straight as a ramrod, stepped out of the vehicle.

He shifted his stance, surveyed his surroundings, and asked the person beside him.

"Little Wei, my hearing isn't quite what it used to be. What did they just say?"

The soldier addressed as Little Wei snapped sharply to attention.

"He said Colonel Yamamoto is on official business and forbids us from entering! And he said quite a few other abusive things that I cannot repeat."

"I see."

The old man nodded, casting an indifferent, sweeping glance toward Yamamoto before his gaze finally settled upon the members of the Meng family.

Under the old man's fixed stare, Meng Qing shivered all over. Yet his innate arrogance refused to let him be cowed by an old man, so he furrowed his brows and issued a vicious warning.

"This place has now been taken over by Colonel Yamamoto! According to the rules, it is not your place—as people from the Huaxia military region—to meddle here!"

Hearing this, the old man remained unhurried and composed. Instead, a benign expression spread across his face as he asked, "Is this one of the younger generation of the Meng family?"

"Yes, his name is Meng Qing," Little Wei replied.

"Not bad. Full of youthful vigor."

The old man offered this brief assessment. Then, his smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold, sweeping wave of his hand.

"Take them into custody!"