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

Takahashi Shiro immediately responded:

"The assassination of Tianchangjie was definitely the work of the Maozi. The Military Control Commission was so shameless as to want to take credit for it and even use it to threaten the Locust Army to compromise? It's a joke!"

"That's right! How can the Military Intelligence Bureau, a third-rate intelligence organization, have the confidence to challenge the majesty of the Locust Army?" A Japanese officer echoed.

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After several minutes, the situation returned to normal. The military police commander, Lieutenant General Kato, chuckled and ordered:

"Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi, I order you to execute those 20 prisoners tonight."

"We must use iron and blood to let the people of the Celestial Empire know that the majesty of the Locust Army cannot be offended. They have no choice but to submit to the Locust Army."

"Since the Man Qing army was able to conquer this nation with less than a million people using their butcher knives, today our Locust Army can also replicate this and become the new master of this land."

After Kato made this inspiring speech, all the officers present immediately stood up excitedly, raised their hands and shouted enthusiastically:

"Hey! Long-lasting martial luck, black card, board!"

In fact, the reason why the Japanese army committed many massacres in the early days of entering the Celestial Empire was nothing more than wanting to replicate the methods used by the Qing Dynasty in the late Ming Dynasty and rely on bloody massacres to deter all those who dared to resist.

Unfortunately, this trick only works in feudal countries where national consciousness has not yet risen, but it will only backfire on China, which has already awakened its modern national consciousness.

Xiao Ri's repeated massacres in the Celestial Empire not only failed to scare the Chinese people, but instead allowed the Celestial Empire, which was originally in the midst of a warlord melee, to unite and face the outside world in a rare event.

Historians have also admitted that the history of the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression may be the most shameful and tragic history of this nation, but it is also this history that has reshaped the country's bones.

It enabled the Celestial Empire’s people to reach unprecedented heights of spiritual and organizational progress, laying the foundation for their subsequent revival.

Xiao Xue, in a daze, helped the injured female classmate to a grocery store, picked up the phone and made a call.

Not long after, three cars arrived here at lightning speed. Seven or eight strong men in suits got out of the cars first, with bulging waists, looking around vigilantly.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and wearing a long robe jumped out of the car with a skill that was not in line with his age. When he saw Xiao Xue covered in blood, he asked in panic:

"Miss, are you injured?"

"No, Uncle De, it's my classmate's blood. I'm not injured. Send her to the hospital quickly! She's bleeding a lot!"

Uncle De immediately directed a car to take Xiao Xue's classmates to the hospital, and the other two cars rushed Xiao Xue back to her home in the concession.

At dinner time, Xiao Xue, who had changed into the attire of a lady of this era, sat in front of a huge dining table. Opposite her was a middle-aged man with graying hair, whose face was somewhat similar to Xiao Xue.

They were both eating in silence. Xiao Tianyi, a well-known business tycoon in Shanghai, did not ask his daughter what happened today. He knew that his daughter Xiao Xue would naturally tell him when the time came.

At this moment, Xiao Xue kept recalling the despair and helplessness she felt when facing the three Japanese soldiers, and also remembered Ma Liang's words "only iron and blood can make them remember."

Suddenly Xiao Xue put down her bowl and chopsticks, looked at her father Xiao Tianyi solemnly, and made a request:

"Dad, I want to learn how to shoot a gun!"

Xiao Tianyi had no expression, just nodded, and instructed Uncle De who was standing beside him:

"Starting tomorrow, you will personally teach Miss how to use a gun!"

"Yes, sir!" Uncle De responded immediately.

At night, the Japanese military police execution ground in the suburbs of Shanghai was brightly lit.

Twenty innocent citizens implicated in Ma Liang's assassination attempt were tied tightly to twenty large wooden stakes. Not far away from them were the Japanese military police who had their guns aimed at them.

Several newspapers supported by Xiao Ri Zi sent a large number of traitor reporters to surround Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Shiro who was in charge of the execution. Takahashi Shiro gave a high-spirited speech to the reporters:

"My Locust Army will never compromise with external forces. We will never tolerate saboteurs who dare to undermine the Great Dongya Co-Prosperity Sphere and will shoot them all!"

After saying this, Takahashi Shiro drew out his command sword and chopped it down fiercely, while shouting:

"Execution!"

The servile reporters frantically captured the "heroic" figure of Shiro Takahashi.

With the sound of orderly gunshots, twenty lives were lost.

Early the next morning, after a night of brewing, a huge storm was approaching.

The newsboys shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Extra, Extra. The Shanghai Chamber of Commerce is on strike today to protest the Japanese military police shooting at innocent people who were marching in our city."

"Middle schools in Shanghai announce indefinite strike"

"Shanghai Textile Workers Association announces indefinite strike"

"Breaking news, the Japanese military police headquarters shot and executed 20 organizers of the Tianchang Festival assassination last night. The locust army announced that it would never compromise with saboteurs."

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Ma Liang flipped through the three newspapers he subscribed to. The front-page headlines of the Min Bao were strike statements from various associations.

From the financial industry of the Shanghai General Chamber of Commerce to the Shanghai Rickshaw Association.

All industries in Shanghai have announced an indefinite strike to protest against the shameless act of shooting at the protesting citizens yesterday.

Looking at the various news in the newspaper, Ma Liang smiled expressionlessly.

At this time, the unarmed citizens of Shanghai, facing the guns of the Japanese army, could only take "soft" non-cooperative measures such as merchants going on strike, workers going on strike, and students suspending classes to express their anger.

Ma Liang looked at the extremely arrogant face of Takahashi Shiro in the newspaper and the lifeless citizens on the wooden stakes behind him, and suddenly there was no emotion in his eyes.

As a sharp sword cultivated by future countries at great expense to safeguard national sovereignty and dignity, he felt that he should do something at this moment.

He is not one of those Shanghai citizens who can only use "soft" means. He is a war beast carefully cultivated by the whole country in later generations.

The army taught him to serve the people wholeheartedly, and the intelligence department taught him to repay blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Originally, he did not want to go on a killing spree in Shanghai, because blindly killing people would only provoke large-scale hatred between the two sides, which is a low-level method for intelligence work. Collecting intelligence is the important task of intelligence personnel.

But now that Xiaoshi had become so crazy that he was killing innocent people at will, Ma Liang felt that he should do what he was best at.

Ma Liang took out a large amount of weapons and ammunition from the space and began to prepare for tonight's operation.

With an expressionless face, he stroked the 7.62x54R mm bullets one after another, picking out those with burrs and irregular bullet heads.

Then use a precision electronic scale to weigh the bullets one by one until 200 bullets are weighed and their weight is consistent with that of high-precision sniper bullets.

Then load these bullets into the LR19 magazine one by one.

Then check all the equipment that may be used to ensure that they are in optimal combat condition.

After doing all this, he carefully bathed himself with cold water.

Then he ate something and held his Glock 45 on his knees, sitting in a chair with his eyes closed, not moving.