Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Several gaps were blown out in the wall at once, but Zhou Zhengqing only had more than twenty cannons available.

After these artillery pieces were deployed to various breakthrough points, each place could only be allocated five or six at most.

Therefore, the frequency of shells falling was not high, and for those soldiers who charged forward recklessly, the casualties were not particularly serious.

But just as the soldiers successfully crossed the area covered by artillery fire and engaged in fierce firefight with the gendarmerie commandos who broke into the wall.

The scene that the few sober officers of the Togo unit least wanted to see happened.

A large number of military police suddenly appeared at the entrance and exit of the base.

They poured in like a surging tide. This sudden change shocked the officers who were commanding their soldiers to encircle the gendarmerie commandos. Everyone's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

At this moment, they finally realized that they had fallen into a trap! They were about to be attacked from both sides!

The military police obviously had much more combat experience than the Togo troops who only knew how to stand guard and catch "experimental subjects".

The few soldiers stationed at the entrance faced the gendarmes' precise and intensive bullets, as well as the small grenades thrown from grenade launchers from time to time and the grenades thrown by the gendarmes.

They were totally unable to resist, and most of the few people who had fought to begin with fell down soon, while the others were completely routed and had to retreat in panic.

Unfortunately, the gendarmes had no intention of letting them go.

Bullets shot and killed all those who tried to escape on the way.

At this point, the temporary fortifications and simple bunkers hastily built by the Togo troops to resist the gendarmerie's attacks had completely fallen into the hands of the gendarmerie.

Cooperating with the gendarmerie assault team that bravely advanced into the damaged area of the wall, they successfully trapped most of the Togo troops in the central position.

The surrounded Togo troops did not even have any time to respond before the dense firepower rained down on them like an overwhelming force.

Light and heavy machine guns spewed out deadly flames, mortars rapidly fired high-explosive bombs, and grenade launchers continuously threw out deadly grenades. Various weapons worked together to form an impenetrable web of death.

The Togo troops, who were in the center of the encirclement, were like wild beasts trapped in a cage. They had no power to fight back and could only lie prone on the ground, trying their best to avoid the bullets that were as dense as a swarm of locusts and the shrapnel that was flying everywhere.

What’s even more terrible is that from time to time, shells would fall from the sky, exploding with a loud bang, raising billowing smoke and dust, and the smell of blood filled the air, as if doomsday had come to the world. . . . . .

The situation at the other entrances and exits was roughly the same. The Togo troops lacked combat experience and their commander was missing. Faced with a force like Asano Daigo who had no bushido spirit at all and did not dare to attack head-on, they were unable to put up any effective resistance.

Just a simple feint to the east and attack in the west almost wiped out thousands of people in the Togo army.

This also shows why decapitation tactics have been very useful from ancient times to the present. If there is a problem with the command system of an army, it will definitely be a disaster.

It is unclear whether Daigo Asano had expected the Togo unit to perform so poorly. . . . .

However, the Togo troops were well-trained Japanese troops. Although their command was poor, their marksmanship was excellent.

Lying on the ground, enduring the dense firepower and the deadly shells that might fall on their heads at any time, they still stubbornly fired at the gendarmes.

In the direction of the gap in the wall, the commandos who did not have much shelter also began to suffer casualties, and the casualties were increasing rapidly. It was estimated that they would not be able to hold on for long and would have to retreat outside the wall.

But this was the best the Togo troops could do. It was only a matter of time before they were completely wiped out, and how many casualties the military police would suffer.

Just when we were having a great time fighting here.

Makoto Oonuma and Dafu Jiang led their men and quietly came to the base of a wall.

Until the end, Makoto Oonuma was reluctant to call on the gendarmerie from the neighboring county. He really couldn't bear to give up the yen he had, so he made up his mind to go it alone.

When Makoto Konuma arrived at the entrance of the sewer pipe, he discovered that the sewer pipe, which was said to be large enough for a person to enter, was actually very narrow, with a diameter of only about one meter.

To enter this pipe, you have to bend over.

Fortunately, Makoto Oonuma and his military police were relatively short in stature, so it was easier for them to get into such a narrow sewer pipe than it was for Jiang Dafu's men.

Makoto Oonuma did not immediately order his subordinates to enter the sewer pipe directly.

He first urged Jiang Dafu and his "traitors" to go ahead and act as the vanguard to explore the road conditions.

He led the rest of his men to follow closely behind.

Stepping into the foul-smelling inky-black sewage that was ankle-deep and emitting a strong stench, Jiang Dafu felt dissatisfied but did not dare to complain at all.

After all, it was his idea to sneak in through the drainage ditch in the first place, and it seemed reasonable to let his own people go into this dirty place first.

In silence and helplessness, Jiang Dafu quietly led the other "traitors" and carefully crawled into the sewer pipe.

As time went by, this team composed of military police and "traitors" gradually disappeared into the dark and deep drainage pipe...

When they went about ten meters deep, they touched the iron fence that Jiang Dafu's men had mentioned.

Jiang Dafu's men, who were in the lead, stretched out their hands and shook the fence a few times tentatively, and sure enough, it had loosened a little. They quickly took out the tools they had prepared in advance, and easily dismantled the iron fence without much effort.

As the group continued to advance deeper, the light around them gradually became dim.

Makoto Oonuma and other military policemen and Jiang Dafu's men quickly took out the flashlights that had been prepared to provide illumination.

At this moment, the battle outside is in full swing and extremely fierce.

Makoto Oonuma and the others who were slowly moving forward in the drainage ditch could clearly feel the violent vibration caused by each artillery shell hitting the ground and exploding, and could even faintly hear the sound of machine gun fire.

Jiang Dafu and his men moved forward slowly in front with their bodies bent, which made Onuma Makoto behind them impatient.

"Jiang Sang, hurry up and urge your people to move faster! Procrastination is just a waste of precious time!

If we finally get in and everyone inside is killed, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!" Konuma Makoto looked unhappy and whispered to Jiang Dafu, who was walking in front of him with a hunched back.