Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

Relying on his strong memory, Lieutenant Colonel Dai Yunsheng, who was compiling the advanced spy warfare knowledge taught by Ma Liang into a book in his office, heard the continuous rumbling sounds coming from the training ground and hurried to find Ma Liang.

"Instructor, if you blow up all these training facilities, how can we conduct future training?"

Ma Liang looked at the anxious Lieutenant Colonel Dai Yunsheng and said coldly:

"The advanced class is about to graduate, so these facilities are naturally no longer useful."

"But, this advanced class has graduated, and there are still people available for the next class! We are already selecting students for the new advanced class."

The clever Dai Yunsheng quickly sensed something was wrong.

"My advanced class training naturally ends here. As for yours, you can do whatever you want. Didn't you memorize all my theoretical courses? You can try to continue."

As for the place where he stayed for a long time, everyone around him was under Ma Liang's secret surveillance. Even all the students were under Ma Liang's surveillance. Dai Yunsheng, who had been secretly "stealing skills" by relying on his memory, naturally could not hide it from Ma Liang.

"cocoa····"

Seeing Ma Liang point out the work that he had always thought was very confidential, Dai Yunsheng was embarrassed and speechless.

Ma Liang ignored Dai Yunsheng. He naturally knew that the Military Control Commission wanted him to be a scapegoat, so he had been spending his own money and sending people to help the Military Control Commission train talents.

Ma Liang naturally didn't want to be such a sucker. Spending more than two months personally training an advanced class here was already Ma Liang's limit.

As for other people with unknown backgrounds and impure motives, Ma Liang will not help train them. Who knows if they will be used against him in the future.

As for how much the Military Intelligence Bureau can steal from the basic knowledge of 60s agent training taught by Ma Liang, it depends on the Military Intelligence Bureau itself. Ma Liang will no longer provide the Military Intelligence Bureau with time-consuming and laborious training.

After finishing cleaning up the training facilities, Ma Liang gathered all the advanced class students in front of a tactical board.

Ma Liang looked at the students in front of him who looked serious because he said he would take them to the battlefield. He suddenly smiled and said comfortingly:

"Don't be so nervous! In order to ease your anxiety before going to the battlefield, I have teamed up with the guard battalion to prepare a stress-relieving game for everyone."

play games?

reduced pressure?

After hearing Ma Liang's words, the already nervous students immediately became even more nervous.

Everyone looked at Ma Liang with suspicion, secretly groaning in their hearts and worried.

"This smiling tiger will surely come up with some new way to torture us!"

Seeing the students looking at him with distrustful eyes, even Ma Liang could only cough dryly a few times to ease the embarrassment.

He stopped teasing the students and pointed at the red circle on the map posted on the tactical board.

"This time we will play hide-and-seek with the brothers in the guard battalion. We hide and they look for us. The area is within this red circle. The game will last for three days."

"Are you really playing games?" After listening to Ma Liang's explanation, the students became even more confused.

However, Ma Liang did not give the students time to think. He picked up a purple cloth and continued to explain the rules to the students:

"Each person carries three of these strips of cloth. Once caught by the guards, they will give one strip of cloth to the other person. Of course, the soldiers in the guards will also carry a red strip of cloth tied to their arms. If a team gets half of the strips of cloth taken away by the guards in three days, or the team gets less than ten points."

"hey-hey!"

Ma Liang gave his signature devilish smile.

When Ma Liang had people distribute game props, cloth for hand-to-hand combat training, dyed sabers, and compressed biscuits for each person for one day, Liu Gongfeng looked at the mere two compressed biscuits and asked in confusion:

"Instructor, aren't we going to play for three days? Why are you only giving us enough dry food for one day and no water? What should we do?"

Ma Liang did not explain but just looked at Liu Gongfeng coldly. Liu Gongfeng immediately became obedient and dared not speak.

Afterwards, the advanced class students were the first to enter the forest in the exercise area.

After the students disappeared, Ma Liang came to the guard camp. The first thing he did was to seriously ask Gao Feng:

"Have all the guns and ammunition been cleared? We must ensure that there are no live bullets in the soldiers' guns to prevent unnecessary accidental injuries caused by excessive aggression."

Gao Feng has been feeling the urge to take revenge since he learned about this game, so he quickly promised:

"Except for the officers who carried 200 rounds of rifle ammunition as you requested in case of any accidents, the rest of the soldiers have been checked again and again. None of them are carrying any ammunition, not even bayonets."

After hearing Gao Feng's assurance, Ma Liang did not immediately let down his guard. Instead, he walked into the group of soldiers and randomly checked the equipment of more than a dozen soldiers from the guard battalion.

"Bang~Smash"

Ma Liang awkwardly pulled the rifle of a soldier from the guard battalion and frowned.

It's not that there is a bullet in the barrel, but that the barrel of this 80% new Zhongzheng rifle is full of dirt from the firing of gunpowder.

Ma Liang randomly checked the firearms of twelve soldiers in the guard battalion, and found that the guns of eight of them had not been maintained in a timely manner, and there was varying degrees of dirt in the gun barrels.

These are the elite troops of the National Army!

What about other local troops?

The combat effectiveness of a unit can be seen from these details.

Thinking of this, Ma Liang's face changed.

However, Ma Liang did not say anything. This was not a problem he could solve. Instead, he immediately announced loudly to the soldiers in the guard camp:

"It's just like the hide-and-seek game you all played when you were kids. The trainees hide and you are responsible for catching them. Once you catch them, you can get a purple cloth strip from them. You can exchange it for ten dollars from me. In addition, you can get a day off to go to the city. You can use all the cars, trucks, and motorcycles in the training class for three days. But if the trainees use a cloth knife to cut marks on your body and take off the red cloth strips on your shoulders, you will have to return to the camp. Do you understand?"

"Clear!"

The soldiers in the guard camp, whose morale was originally low, shouted excitedly when they heard the huge bounty and reward for entering the city offered by Ma Liang.

"Brothers, take revenge if you have a grudge, and if you don't have a grudge, take the person and bring him into the city for the reward!"

Gao Feng immediately took the opportunity to shout, and the officers who had been whipped by Gao Feng for leaking the secrets immediately rushed into the game area with their subordinates in various means of transportation.

Looking at the guards in the battalion, who had a grudge against the senior class because of the rebellion training and whose morale was high due to his high reward, Ma Liangxin said:

"Under this circumstance, we should be able to match the Japanese army's combat effectiveness, right?"

The last lesson Ma Liang wants to teach the advanced class students is to escape, especially to escape when being chased by highly skilled Japanese troops.

Previously, he taught the advanced class how to attack, but today he wanted to give them an important lesson on escape.

If you want to destroy the enemy, you must first learn to preserve yourself.

This is the first sentence written in the special agent textbook.