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

Shunsuke Yamaguchi, a spy from the Special High Technology Department, watched in shock as the soldiers of the 13th Regiment, with the cooperation of grenade launchers and mortars, silenced the few enemy machine gun fire points, and then the infantry advanced in an orderly manner.

It took only 30 minutes to wipe out the 200-man Loyal Patriotic Army, while their own casualties were only 2 killed and injured.

This is the real consequence of a guerrilla force with only light weapons encountering a regular Japanese army with complete infantry and artillery.

The statistics of soldier casualties in World War II showed that artillery accounted for 70%, firearms accounted for 10%-13%, and bombs (bombers, torpedoes, mines...) accounted for 15%.

It’s not like in the magical dramas where the Japanese soldiers will take the initiative to fight you with bayonets. Many times you won’t even have the chance to fight your life with the Japanese soldiers with bayonets.

"Yoshi! Colonel Nishijima's 13th Regiment is worthy of being from the most powerful Kumamoto Division in the Empire! Such a casualty ratio is rare even in the invincible Locust Army."

Special High Technology Agency agent Shunsuke Yamaguchi was shocked and flattered Nishijima Yoshi.

Colonel Nishijima Yoshi smiled complacently but said nothing, feeling a little contemptuous in his heart:

The spies who had never seen the world were just dealing with a group of guerrillas who didn't even have mortars. Wasn't this kind of casualty ratio normal? What was the big deal?

At this time, Captain Jun'ya Watanabe, who had completed the mission, rushed to report the results of the battle to Colonel Yoshiki Nishijima.

"Reporting to His Excellency Colonel, it took Watanabe's squadron 30 minutes to eliminate 168 enemy soldiers, capture 22, kill 2 soldiers, and injure ."

Nishijima Yoshi was very satisfied with the result. He nodded and then said something that made the entire 13th Regiment regret it.

"The warriors of the empire have worked hard, everyone can relax now, and gather here before 7pm! Have fun everyone."

After saying this, he pointed with his chin to a large village closest to the battle site.

Special High Technology Bureau agent Shunsuke Yamaguchi looked at the soldiers of the 13th Regiment, who had just looked like the elite of the empire, and rushed into the village with guns in their hands like a group of gangsters after Colonel Nishijima gave the order.

This is Shanghai, surrounded by powerful countries!

Yamaguchi Shunsuke, who was also living a simple life, understood what Nishijima Yoshi meant.

If he allowed this group of Kumamoto soldiers, who were known for their brutality, to run rampant in Shanghai, he might even be held accountable.

Yamaguchi Shunsuke was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to stop Colonel Nishijima Yoshi who was about to enter the command tent and quickly persuaded him:

"Colonel Nishijima, this is not good, right? This is the Shanghai area that all the white people and the devils are paying attention to. Doing this will probably bring diplomatic trouble to the empire!"

Nishijima smiled and used his eyes to signal the dozen or so military police sent by the military police headquarters who were accompanying him and pretended to be deaf and indifferent, and whispered to Yamaguchi Shunsuke:

"Why do you think the Expeditionary Force Headquarters left other troops alone and insisted on mobilizing the 13th Regiment of the 9th Division and the 35th Regiment of the th Division, two elite troops, to provide support?"

Nishijima Yoshi patted Yamaguchi Shunsuke on the shoulder and continued:

"Don't think too much, just enjoy it! This kind of opportunity is rare for you."

Colonel Nishijima Yoshi's words made Yamaguchi Shunsuke suddenly realize, and he remembered what the 6th Division and the 9th Division did after they broke through the Qing capital Nanjing.

Only then did I understand why the expeditionary army headquarters had to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut against a group of guerrillas without heavy weapons, and instead called back the two most powerful regiments of the empire.

Faced with such widespread riots in Shanghai, the expeditionary force headquarters was probably thinking of killing one to warn the rest.

At this time, the squadron leader Jun'ya Watanabe who had reported earlier and several shirtless Japanese soldiers brought several crying Chinese women with their hands tied behind their backs, and said to Nishijima Yoshi with an ambiguous look:

"Captain, these are the spoils that the soldiers are offering to you. I hope you will accept them!"

"Yoshi!"

Nishijima Yoshi nodded with satisfaction, and skillfully lifted the chin of each woman one by one.

Finally, he picked out the one with the best appearance and lewd smile, and carried her by the waist to the tent.

Before entering the tent, Nishijima Yoshi did not forget to make a gesture of invitation to Yamaguchi Shunsuke and a dozen military police wearing military police armbands.

Less than a minute after Nishijima Yoshi walked into the tent, the military police and Yamaguchi Shunsuke, who had been unable to contain themselves, rushed towards the remaining women, howling with excitement.

As Nishijima Yoshi said, in order to maintain their image in the international community, the Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai had much stricter military discipline than the troops fighting on the front line.

Generally, these are sporadic acts of evil, and there are not many opportunities to directly ignore military discipline and have a collective revelry like this.

For a moment, the excited roars of the Japanese soldiers and the helpless cries of women echoed in this originally peaceful land.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the Japanese soldiers, who had returned with great joy, began to gather one after another, carrying large and small bags and making rude jokes among themselves.

Squadron leader Jun Watanabe came to the side of the regiment leader Yoshi Nishijima and asked quietly:

"Sir, how do we deal with the other Chinese?"

Nishijima Yoshi, who was holding a mirror and tidying up his uniform, said casually as if he was dealing with a piece of trash:

"Handle it more cleanly, this is not like the front line!"

After saying that, he continued to carefully brush away the dust on his shoulders in front of the mirror, and then nodded in satisfaction at the mirror.

Watanabe Jun'ya carefully looked at the disheveled woman next to him, who was stabbed on the table by the colonel with a saber and was still bleeding, and he immediately understood.

He walked out of Nishijima Yoshi's command tent carefully and immediately called two soldiers to help the regiment commander clean up the battlefield.

Then he waved casually at the four machine gun teams on standby not far away.

“Da da da…”

Suddenly, dense machine gun fire rang out, scaring Shunsuke Yamaguchi and a dozen military police who were in the third round of "battle" so much that they rushed out of another tent with guns in hand without even having time to put on their pants.

This funny scene made the veterans of the 13th Regiment laugh out loud, and they pointed at the military police.

However, Shunsuke Yamaguchi and a dozen military police could not laugh. They were horrified to find that the soldiers of the 13th Regiment were indiscriminately firing machine guns at more than 300 villagers who were tied up and locked in wooden houses.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Shunsuke Yamaguchi and a dozen military police, several soldiers from the 13th Regiment took several barrels of gasoline and skillfully poured them into several rooms where groans were still being heard.

Several soldiers from the 13th Regiment grinned as they pulled the woman out of the gendarmes' tent, stabbed her with bayonets, and threw her into a house filled with gasoline.

A few sergeants lit a few torches and threw them into the house with a grin, and suddenly flames broke out everywhere.

At this time, a soldier from the 13th Regiment carefully wiped Nishijima Yoshi's sword with a woman's bellyband, and then handed it to Nishijima Yoshi respectfully.

After watching the entire 13th Regiment, from officers to soldiers, operating the aircraft with great skill and as if it were a matter of course.

The dozen or so military police who were originally there to maintain military discipline were not angry at all, but instead had envy on their faces.

A sergeant of the military police who led the team expressed the thoughts of the military police while putting on his pants:

"This is the life a true Locust Warrior should live!"

"Fight to your heart's content, enjoy yourself to your heart's content!"