Since the East China Sea team launched a sneak attack and contacted the Celestial God Team, half an hour has passed, and everyone is worried, and they don't know when the Central Sea Team will come to attack, or wait for them in the Diaoyu Islands.

"Maybe we're really wrong......"

On the deck of the ship, Miyata Kuraki and Sora Aoi walked slowly one after the other, and the atmosphere in the conference room was dull, and the two finally couldn't stay any longer, so they made an appointment to come out and walk around for a while.

"Then we'll go ahead with the strategy that Adam gave us." Sora Aoi looked at Miyata Kuraki with pity, and she lowered her head and muttered.

"Not that ...... It means that we are not ...... to the people of China It refers to our attitude towards the Chinese. Miyata Kuraki said with a sigh.

Sora Aoi was silent for a moment, she rarely said anything about this, because she knew Miyata Kuraki's background, his grandfather's generation was an officer in the Rì Army during World War II, and he was an officer with the rank of Osa, and his father was a backbone member of the Black Dragon Society.

In contrast, Sora Aoi's father has a generation of rì本**, although the party gradually declined, but her family is indeed a pro-China rìben friend, in helping to plant trees in northwest China, her family also sent people to make a big effort, so she spent half of her time in China when she was a child, and the experience of being a child in China has broadened her horizons a lot, knowing that this world is not what the rì rightists preach, and China is not the China that the rì rightists are hostile to, this is also a great country... … But what can she do alone? The rightists are rampant, revising textbooks on a large scale, and refusing to admit the crimes of World War II, while the Chinese side is even more disgusted with the rightists' long-standing hostility to China because of their stubbornness and long-term rightist hostility to China, and the word feud has finally become more and more a reality.

Even in this reincarnation team, the partners she faced ...... They are also mostly captured by these thoughts.

She knew that Miyata Kuraki was different from his father, in fact, he was a very good-hearted person, and the reason why he entered the world of reincarnation was because of a car accident, his action to save his partner Xìng's life failed, so he was annoyed for a long time, so he entered the world of reincarnation, but even he ...... Such a well-meaning person has also been poisoned by the rightist and militarist ideology, and when he talks about the Chinese, he also calls him a Zhina, and even expresses all kinds of disdain.

Could it be that we ourselves are really like what some American writers say, only groveling to the strong, and being arrogant and shameless to the weak? For example, against a stronger team than us...... Soragmi Aoi looked at Miyata Kuraki in a complicated manner, listening carefully to every word he said.

“…… There are no inferior nations in this world, only inferior individuals, any nation has its greatness, there are great people, but at the same time there are despicable beings, betrayers, ugly people, cowards, and so on, definitely not like my grandfather and father told me, Chinese have already lost their souls, since the Song Dynasty can only call them the Zhina people, not like that, Adam is right, we have the soul of Yamato, they also have their Chinese heart, there is no distinction between high and inferior......"

Miyata Kuraki looked intently into the distance, and he muttered, "Since we heard about the three strongest teams of the reincarnation team, the Demon, the Celestial God, and the Central Continent team, we have heard a lot about the deeds of the strongest Zheng Zha, his clones, and his companions...... I don't believe that a strong person like that will be a despicable person, every strong person is worthy of respect, only those who have enough courage, courage, will, and ambition will become a strong person, maybe we are really wrong...... The Chinese are still the Chinese who have created a great and glorious history, but they are still asleep, as Napoleon said. ”

"Is this the inferior root of our Yamato nation?" Sora Aoi suddenly said with some sadness.

"What inferior root xìng?" Miyata Kuraki suddenly asked curiously.

"Oppress the weak, worship the strong......"

Miyata Kuraki was silent for a moment, he muttered back to these eight words, the god in his eyes was indescribably complicated, and after a long time, he sighed again and said, "Maybe it's really a bad root...... But if you can fight to the death with the strong, even if it withers in an instant like a cherry blossom, such a sword-like gorgeousness is enough...... If I could go back to the real world alive, I would definitely go to the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Museum in China and kneel down to apologize to them, if I could live......"

"If you want to die...... I hope you can hold my hand and die together......" Sora Aoi reached out from behind and hugged Miyata Kuraki's waist, and the two of them stood there quietly, quietly, experiencing that this may be the last warmth.

"Not good!"

Suddenly Sora Aoi screamed, the little girl ran towards the conference room with a red face, seeing that her appearance was already a little confused, Miyata Kuraki was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to come back to his senses, and followed the girl with an angry face, and rushed to the conference room together.

In the conference room, the little dog Mao Xiong was pounced on Zhao Yingkong of the Zhongzhou team with red eyes, he shouted and cursed, and kept tearing Zhao Yingkong's shirt with the remaining arm, and when the two came in, they happened to see him tear Zhao Yingkong's shirt and chest wrap with a brush, and the pair of indescribably great giants stood so strong in front of everyone.

"What do you want to do!"

Before Sora Aoi could speak, Miyata Kuraki had already screamed and kicked on the back of Makio Inu, kicking the man taller than him a few meters away, and slammed into the hardwood table next to him, shattering the table.

"Crazy? If you want to play with women, go back to the 'main god' space and build it yourself! Don't disgrace the face of our Yamato nation here! She's a captive, not a jì girl to play with! Miyata Kuraki yelled at the little dog Mao.

Makio wiped the blood from his forehead with one hand, he stood up with a hideous smile, and roared the same loudly: "I think you're crazy, right?" Actually unilaterally gave up Adam's aid, O wise man of the Celestial Squad, do you think you can compare to him? You're trying to push us to a dead end! Don't die with you! And it was a humiliating death at the hands of the people of China, and those pigs of China ......"

"Shut up! To respect the enemy is to respect yourself! Please call them Chinese! Miyata Kuraki shouted loudly, and he was about to rush up and beat the little dog Mao Nuo.

The little dog Mao Xiong also seemed to be out of the way, and he shouted as he retreated: "You have forgotten the honor of the Yamato nation, where is your samurai soul?" You actually call those pigs Chinese...... Have you forgotten how your fathers fought in Manchuria? How can you still sympathize with this inferior people? ”

Miyata Kuraki pulled out his rì knife with a yell, and at the same time he scolded: "You're really crazy, what is going on in your head?" Do you also find it fun to shoot at people who have no ability to resist? ”

"That's right! There is no need to talk about benevolence and righteousness for such an inferior nation! Makio replied loudly.

"To whom do you speak of righteousness? A member of the Celestial Squad? Miyata Kuraki slashed at the scalp of the little dog Mao, but did not cut it further, but asked him coldly.

“…… If it was the Celestial Squad, it would be different. The little dog Maoo didn't expect Miyata Kuraki to really kill him, and the cold sweat on his body immediately flowed out, and he spoke carefully.

"You ......" Miyata Kuraki was so angry when he heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't even speak, and the hand holding the knife kept trembling, leaving a bloody mark on the scalp of the little dog Mao.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly persuaded them, and everyone worked together to separate the two of them, and several of them muttered to themselves: "Anyway, we and the Zhongzhou team are already enemies, give her to him, and talk about benevolence and righteousness with the Zhina people......"

"You ...... You're all crazy! What the hell are you thinking? Miyata Kuraki was even more angry when he heard this, but when he looked closely, he saw that everyone's eyes were full of incomprehension and slight disdain, as if what he said was crazy.

“…… Is it really our inferior root? Despise the weak, worship the strong, so shameless and despicable...... Is this really the bushido jīng god and Yamato soul that I have always believed in? ”

Miyata Kuragi suddenly felt as if his beliefs and the world were collapsing, until a small hand held his palm tightly, Miyata Kuragi came back to his senses, Aoi Sora was already standing behind him tightly and said: "This is the real Yamato nation, because the country's brainwashing methods and rightists are rampant, most people are more or less a little bit of this tendency, we are only a very small part of the people, and the little dog Mao is also a very small part, but most of the people in the middle have begun to slowly lean towards the right......"

"Really?"

Miyata Kuraki's heart became more and more sad, the group of people in front of him, who were originally his partners, now looked so ugly, but before he could say anything, suddenly a sharp jǐng report sounded from outside the conference room, and the entire fleet sent out a hostile attack jǐng report.

Middle-Continent ...... Here it comes!