Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

But for the Christian culture of the United States, history is a distant existence that can be modified at will and it is highly unlikely that one can trace back to one's grandfather's grandfather.

But they will gather around the church to mark themselves as 'who I am'.

So in the middle of January of the new year, when the 'Okinawa Incident' was finally ignored by the world as the new Syrian crisis broke out, a simple burial ceremony was held for Major General David Womack outside the U.S. military church at the Futenma base.

David had no family. His wife divorced him and took their children with her, and his parents in Pennsylvania died early. So his estate was divided among his relatives according to the law, but his relatives refused to accept his remains, so they discussed privately and buried David Womack in Okinawa.

Everyone was dressed in black and dressed up.

As the murderer, Li Xinghe calmly put on an expensive black suit and came to the church in an elegant manner.

The pastor gave a short sermon:

"He is a soldier who is dedicated to the public interest."

Everyone nodded.

Indeed, this huge blame cannot be borne by anyone unless one is wholeheartedly working for the public good.

The priest made the sign of the cross and prayed:

"He is a hero whose eyes are blinded by fog."

Everyone bowed their heads and prayed:

"He's a hero."

Yes, if he hadn't stepped forward to take the blame, everyone would have been punished by the Ministry of Defense.

The pastor didn't know him at all, so naturally he couldn't say anything. So after the simple sermon, everyone came forward to speak.

Everyone was filled with gratitude and spoke while holding onto the coffin with tears streaming down their face. Li Xinghe also held onto the edge of the coffin and explained to everyone David Womack's record in Ukraine:

"He established NATO's intelligence center against Russia in Poland and has amazing accomplishments in information warfare and drone tactics (referring to bombing American aircraft carriers). After arriving in Japan, he built decentralized military bases and promoted the decentralized military warehouse project. This project will also be led and promoted by Admiral Jacqueline personally after the Joint Command takes over. We will build Japan into the forefront of the democratic fortress, and we will turn it into a super nuclear defense position that can withstand a thousand nuclear bombs."

Outsiders didn’t know much about Womack’s work content. It was the first time that everyone learned from Li Xinghe that Womack was implementing Japan’s fortification strategy.

Admiral Jacqueline rolled her eyes and suddenly realized.

Li Xinghe was fighting for more of the original powers of the Army stationed in Japan for Jacqueline in front of everyone.

The old lady then said: "I will. We will build bigger strategic bases and strategic flight airports so that the flame of democracy will never be extinguished."

Yes, but fire needs fuel to burn.

When external fuel cannot be plundered, it will devour itself like an Ouroboros.

As everyone was commemorating, angry roars from the Ryukyu people were heard near the base, and anti-American headlines were broadcast over loudspeakers: "Americans, get out!"

Local people gathered around the propaganda vehicle, beating drums and gongs in protest.

Inside the military base, the pastor said the body could be buried.

Officers raised flags, military music played, and soldiers raised their guns and fired into the air.

"Three shots! Bury!"

Li Xinghe personally carried the coffin and slowly threw Womack into the coffin pit.

While American soldiers were firing guns in the base, outside the barbed wire not far away, angry Ryukyu residents were still holding up protest flags, angrily accusing the US military of digging up their ancestors' graves and burying a foreigner named "David Womack" in them.

Yes, since the churches at the U.S. military bases lacked sufficient space for cemeteries, their solution was to dig up the ancestors of the Ryukyuans in the cemeteries and bury the Americans instead.

So Womack even borrowed his grave from an old man from Ryukyu Islands.

When the funeral ceremony was over, old lady Jacqueline was still stroking her chest in shock:

"ended."

"ended."

Li Xinghe comforted her.

Now the mast of the Kennedy has been completely damaged, and the rear of the Washington was burned by fire, causing the elevator to be deformed and damaged, so both aircraft carriers will return to the Pacific Fleet's home port of San Diego for temporary preparation after a simple test of the shipborne equipment, and then decide whether to carry out major overhauls.

The USS Shiloh will most likely go directly into the decommissioning and dismantling process, because the U.S. military has neither a shipyard to repair it nor the intention to continue to retain the very old Ticonderoga-class guided-missile cruiser.

This gave Li Xinghe a good inspiration.

He fooled Jacqueline:

"Why don't you consider buying the Shiloh from the Ministry of Defense for $1? It's only 37 years old, which is the prime age for a warship. If it's retired, why not give it to us? We will convert it to Japanese nationality, give it a new name, and then send it to Mitsubishi's repair shop."

At first, this was absolutely unacceptable to Jacqueline, as the Joint Command had already been humiliated by concessions to Japan.

"The Seventh Fleet is going to go crazy."

But Li Xinghe still thinks it is feasible:

"It doesn't matter. Our U.S.-Japan Joint Command is a U.S.-Japan cooperation organization. We are basically purchasing warships on behalf of Japan. The Shiloh had to be retired because of serious damage. Since it has been retired, there is a possibility that the Ministry of Defense will coordinate its sale, right?"

The Seventh Fleet would of course be extremely angry, but Li Xinghe didn't care.

And if the Department of Defense wants to sell ships, it will have to supplement the Seventh Fleet with newer Arleigh Burke-class destroyers, so maybe the Seventh Fleet will cooperate.

Li Xinghe now has only one request, which is to pile up all kinds of scrap metal as quickly as possible and build a waste fleet to fill up the military expenditure.

"Are you anxious to build a fleet?"

Jacqueline had been fooled by Li Xinghe for three months, and now she finally realized the problem.

Li Xinghe explained to the old lady:

"We only have three sources of financial funds for 2028. The Japanese government pays 18 billion US dollars to the US military stationed in Japan every year. Considering that everyone has already divided it up, we can only take the extra 5 million US dollars. The other is the funds jointly allocated by the Japanese and US governments. The Japanese government certainly cannot give 2.5 trillion yen every year, and it is difficult for the US government to give us a completely satisfactory military expenditure. Therefore, the only way to compete for military expenditure is to greatly expand our direct army and direct fleet now."

The Japanese government and parliament are currently locked in a fight over the 2028 budget.

At this critical juncture, in order to ensure that Koizumi can stay in power for a few more months, Li Xinghe is expected to make major concessions to the Congress on behalf of the headquarters, so that he can smoothly ask for hundreds of billions of yen in military funds. In addition to the allocation from the Ministry of Defense, Li Xinghe estimates that he can obtain 1.4 trillion yen in funding for the joint command every year.

After listening to Li Xinghe's explanation, Jacqueline realized the seriousness of the problem. She immediately contacted officials from the Ministry of National Defense to discuss the feasibility of transferring the retired old ship to herself.

All for military expenses.

Thinking of this, Li Xinghe suddenly realized the new possibility that Jacqueline would arrange for her granddaughter to graduate from West Point Military Academy and serve in Japan.

Could it be that this old lady was planning to let her granddaughter use her lower body to expose the military funds that Li Xinghe had embezzled?

In this way, she got the money that was supposed to be distributed to her legally and without breaking the law.

"Great wisdom appears foolish!"

Li Xinghe clapped his hands and sighed in amazement.

The powerful people inside the barbed wire were discussing how to fight for the budget, while the civilians outside the barbed wire were protesting angrily and helplessly:

"America, get out!"

"Oppose the Futenma base!"

When Li Xinghe was driving away from the base, he happened to see Okinawa Governor Tamaki Denni, who was also joining the protest in the crowd.

Li Xinghe recognized him at a glance when he saw someone at this level, and after a little thought, Yucheng Deni also remembered the existence of this boy from his memory.

Li Xinghe drove the car forward 200 meters and Yucheng Deni caught up from behind.

He opened the car door and got in without hesitation, asking:

"What the hell are the Americans doing? Why are they digging up the ancestral graves of Okinawans at this time? The county is going to explode again."

"Because we need to bury a homeless American major general."

Li Xinghe nodded slightly to express his apology.

Tamashiro Denis continued to ask:

"Is there any room for discussion regarding the Nogu U.S. military base over there?"

Henoko Base is a newly built US military base. In order to dig here, the graves of Japanese soldiers in World War II were also dug up.

Li Xinghe joked:

"Don't worry. Think about it carefully. If a new US military base is built, the remains of Japanese soldiers from World War II will be dug up, which can be considered a purification of Okinawa. The base must be built. All I can say is that I can help you organize more extraordinary protests to increase your fame."

Seeing that Li Xinghe could joke about the ashes of World War II soldiers, Yucheng Deni breathed a sigh of relief.

Yucheng Deni is not a pro-China person in terms of ideology. He goes to Beijing every few days simply because of the economic pillar of tourism and the residents' demand for anti-war.

At heart, he remains a Japanized, left-wing local leader.

Li Xinghe exchanged contact information with him and said with a smile:

"If you need campaign funds in the future, you can ask me for help. I am happy to help all non-LDP people who want to run for election but lack funds. And there are no political demands attached."

Before leaving, Tamashiro Denis took the small American flag from the military vehicle, returned to the public and stepped on it repeatedly, which aroused the public's favor.

Li Xinghe himself was preparing to return to Tokyo.

The final sprint for the 2028 congressional budget is approaching, so we can't relax too much.

While packing up at the temporary residence, Mei suddenly stopped Li Xinghe and asked:

"When are we leaving? Can we stop for a while?"

Li Xinghe looked at his watch and replied:

"Let me see... there are still about 2 days left. Then we'll take a plane back to Tokyo."

At this time, Jill suddenly said jokingly:

"We were thinking, why not get married in Okinawa?"

Li Xinghe was a little surprised:

"Ah? But Maria and Enola don't seem to be here."

But that’s exactly what a day of biting Jill and May’s ears does.

Jill said maliciously:

"It's okay. They're not here. We can take wedding photos here first and then hold the church wedding after returning to Tokyo."

Okinawa in spring has a pleasant temperature and is warm.

Beaches, beauties, tropical scenery.

Li Xinghe, who was dragged all the way from the pier to the beach, reluctantly agreed to accompany them to take wedding photos.

May and Jill were ready to get married.

But the wedding photographer was Lin Youzi, who was temporarily pulled in to help.

They decided to scout out a few places suitable for taking wedding photos, and then rent a photo truck to shoot for a whole day.

"It looks good here, we..."

Li Xinghe really thought they were going to take wedding photos.

But then I heard two women shouting from behind:

"Let us soar into the sky!"

As they said this, Jill and Mei lifted Li Xinghe up and inserted him upside down into a pile of sand.

Then the two of them squatted on both sides with smiles on their faces, asking Lin Youzi to take a photo with them quickly.

Two beauties, with a big star in the middle, each of them holds up their balls in their pants with one hand. There are pants in the preview today, but no pants tomorrow.

In theory, this is also a way to go straight to the sky.

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Author's note: Thank you for your support, today is 3500 words. Because I need to sort out my thoughts a little bit, and start the next exciting plot and bitterness.

Chapter 4500: Wedding Dress Day, I am a Stress Relief Stick ( words)

"Woooooo~~"

The ships in the port sounded signals, and the US-Japan joint fleet left the Naha civilian port that they had occupied.

The sailors bid farewell to their comfortable life on the shore with regret. The vendors who set up stalls temporarily despised the stinginess of these poor soldiers. The people protested against the casual intrusion of the American army by holding up the victory flag. Chinese tourists stood nearby and recorded the video with their mobile phones. The strange postures of the people did not blend with each other, like broken blocks of color, each not communicating the color of its own emotions.

"Dirty, dirty, dirty~~"

On the camera car on Naha Highway, Jill made a bull horn gesture on both sides of her head, her peach blossom eyes full of smiles, and echoed the warship, making a "dirty, dirty, dirty" sound, which seemed to indicate that today was not a healthy day for children under 18 to watch.

Today is the day for Mae and Jill's wedding photoshoot as they pay off their student loans and prepare for their wedding.