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

The Japanese officers present were visibly stunned when they heard Lieutenant General Kato, who was always resourceful and hard-line, suddenly say this.

But it was only for a moment, and soon everyone lowered their heads to do their own things, but everyone felt relieved.

Finally there is hope for a solution!

Anyone who goes out every day could be shot or bombed, and anyone who goes out to drink could be poisoned at any time. Only those who have lived this life of constant fear know what it's like.

"Ding ding ding..."

The phone at the Military Police Headquarters rang, and a lieutenant on duty answered the phone. After a long pause, he came to Lieutenant General Kato with a grim expression and reported:

"General, Colonel Nishijima Yoshi said that the 13th Regiment has made preparations for the attack and requested our Military Police Headquarters to provide intelligence information on "Military Control Commission elements" so that the 13th Regiment can be dispatched to increase the "clean-up" efforts. What do you think our response should be?"

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the lieutenant's voice asking for instructions from Lieutenant General Kato was clearly heard by all the officers in the combat command room.

Before Kato answered, the officers who were pretending to be busy at work unconsciously slowed down their movements. The entire command room became quiet in an instant except for the beeping sound of the radio.

"Snapped!"

Lieutenant General Kato's face turned dark and he slammed his fist on the table so hard that the water cup on the table jumped up.

"Does this lawless Nishijima Yoshi and his 13th Regiment, which disregards military discipline, still take our Military Police Headquarters seriously?"

"Don't forget that our Military Police Headquarters has the duty to inspect and supervise the military discipline. We must take responsibility, play the role of the Military Police, and maintain the overall security and stability of Shanghai. Units like the 13th Regiment that seriously violate military discipline must be strictly rectified."

"Fujita, take my warrant and lead a squad of military police to the 13th Regiment to carry out a week-long rectification of military discipline."

"Hey! Commander, you are wise!"

This lieutenant colonel named Fujita actually took on this job with a happy look on his face, which would have been considered a chore by the military police in the past.

Fujita was so happy because as long as he entered the military camp, at least he wouldn't have to worry about meeting Aunt Amaterasu at any time during the week. As for facing those soldiers who were used to killing people on the front line, it was a trivial matter.

When the other officers saw Lieutenant General Kato's statement, the atmosphere in the gendarmerie headquarters, which had been somewhat solemn, suddenly became relaxed and cheerful.

Under the instruction of the top leaders, the Japanese Military Police Headquarters soon announced through the media and other information channels at its disposal that it would conduct a major inspection of the military discipline of the Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai in the next week.

On the other hand, a request for peace talks was sent to the Military Control Commission in Shanghai through public intelligence personnel.

Inside the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station in the concession, Li Zecheng was reading the loss statistics report in his hand with a heavy face:

"The first and third special operations teams lost 80% of their personnel. The remaining personnel were able to safely retreat into the concession. All weapons, radio stations and other supplies were lost. The second operations team was completely wiped out. The Loyalty and Patriotic Army troops that cooperated with me in the riot generally suffered more than half of their casualties and more than half of their weapons were lost..."

"Alas! What a heavy loss!"

When Wang Tianmu, the station chief of the Military Control Commission's Shanghai station, heard about this loss, even a cold-blooded man like him could rarely show a sigh of emotion.

"Stationmaster, in fact, the riot we organized this time was successful. Although it came at a certain price, it caused great damage to the Japanese troops in Shanghai and greatly boosted the confidence of the Chinese people."

"The biggest loss was during the period of hiding after the riot. The continuous march of the 13th Regiment caught us off guard. In addition, during this period, the Japanese army fought with the Yasha. The Japanese army could not catch the Yasha and madly targeted our Military Control Commission and other anti-Japanese organizations. I heard that the underground party also lost a lot of people..."

Li Zecheng analyzed the reasons why the Military Control Commission suffered such heavy losses this time.

"This Yaksha~~~~~"

Speaking of Yaksha, Wang Tianmu paused for a moment. Just as he was about to think of an accurate adjective to describe Yaksha, his secretary came in and reported:

"Stationmaster, Liao Zhicheng from the puppet police department conveyed the Japanese army's intention to request both sides to negotiate on Yasha. Liao Zhicheng said that it was a colonel from the military police headquarters who personally expressed his goodwill to him."

Wang Tianmu and Li Zecheng were both very excited when they heard that the Japanese army was willing to initiate negotiations when the Military Control Commission's Shanghai station was at its weakest.

Because no matter whether the peace talks are finally reached, at least it can give the Shanghai Station some breathing time to re-establish a base in the Japanese-occupied area.

The two were happy for less than two minutes before they suddenly calmed down. The Japanese army wanted to negotiate with Yasha.

The problem is that the Military Control Commission’s Shanghai Station doesn’t know Yasha and can’t contact him!

Ma Liang also saw the goodwill of the Japanese army in releasing the innocent Shanghai citizens who had been arrested, as well as the one-week military discipline inspection of the Shanghai garrison issued by the Military Police Headquarters.

He also knew that the time had come. Although Ma Liang had been making a lot of noise these days and had made the entire Japanese army in Shanghai panic-stricken.

However, even with Ma Liang's current physical fitness tripled, it would be impossible to sustain such high-intensity combat. Ma Liang could only sustain attacks of this intensity for two days at most.

Now is the time to resolve this matter once and for all. Compared to letting Ma Liang risk his life to kill a few officers, Ma Liang has more important things to do.

Ma Liang reached a tacit understanding with the Japanese army through the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station.

Yasha will no longer continue to target Japanese military officers stationed in Shanghai, allowing Shanghai to return to stability.

The Japanese army should arrest or kill those Chinese people who are anti-Japanese, and the Military Intelligence Bureau should assassinate anyone they want. These are the normal rules of warfare and both sides abide by them.

However, the Japanese army must never use innocent civilians to vent their anger, or play the game of "for every Japanese soldier killed, ten Chinese must pay with their lives."

If it were in other cities occupied by the Japanese army, given their arrogance at the time, they might not have "surrendered" so quickly.

But Shanghai is different. It is an external financial and economic center needed by both the Japanese army and the Nationalist government.

The Japanese army must be cautious here. Even if they are dissatisfied with Ma Liang, the Yasha, they will never continue to confront Ma Liang.

The situation is the same in Shanghai. It has been almost eight days since the strike started, and all industries in Shanghai have reached the limit of their patience.

In fact, a small-scale wave of resumption of work has begun to appear in the concession. Patriotism is patriotism, but people have to live after all.

A few days later, in Shanghai, which was originally in the midst of terror and strikes, no one gave any public notice, but everyone took to the streets tacitly. In a short period of time, the stagnant Shanghai regained its former prosperity.

Gradually, the people of Shanghai living in the Japanese-occupied area discovered a strange phenomenon: the Japanese soldiers on duty, who used to be ferocious and would punch, kick, and hit with gun butts at any time, became much gentler.

When arresting anti-Japanese heroes, they no longer used the system of collective punishment. They just arrested everyone in a building or a yard.

Likewise, the Yaksha's reputation became more and more evil and spread throughout the Celestial Empire.