Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

At this time, Ogura Daichi sighed: "After all, he is a great noble of the empire. That guy Itai Yudai is really rich.

130,000 US dollars to hire a killer, that's a lot of money. If it was given to me, I could help. Oh, what a pity.

It’s going to fall into the captain’s pocket. . . ”

As Ogura Daichi spoke, a look of regret appeared on his face.

After hearing this, the two sergeants looked at their new backers with some horror and had the same idea in their minds.

"Isn't it too hasty to ask him to be your backer? Listen to what he said! What? You still want to help with the assassination!"

. . . .

outside the city.

Under the sunshine, Okamura Neiji rode a black horse and galloped on the road like a whirlwind.

Following closely behind him was a huge cavalry team of nearly a thousand people. Although the knights on horseback were short and could only be described as "short for the man and big for the horse", the momentum brought by a thousand cavalrymen galloping together was still very shocking.

At this moment, a Japanese soldier suddenly appeared in front of them, also riding a fast horse, and galloped towards them.

Okamura Neiji recognized at a glance that this was the scout he sent out to investigate the situation ahead.

He immediately slowed down his horse and stared straight ahead.

A colonel officer who had been following Okamura Yasuji closely immediately raised his hand and made a stop gesture when he saw this.

The cavalrymen behind him pulled up the reins one after another to control the horses to slow down. Suddenly, nearly a thousand horses neighed at the same time.

"Division Commander! The vanguard of the 16th Regiment is under attack and is fighting hard! Colonel Goto requests urgent guidance. More than half of the 500 warriors he led have been killed!"

"Who are the enemy? Are we encountering the gendarmerie or the Togo troops?" Okamura Neiji was physically and mentally exhausted from riding a horse for a long time, and he seemed to be lacking in energy when asking the question.

"According to Colonel Goto, it was the Harbin Security Group."

"Security Corps?! How far is the battlefield from us?" Okamura Neiji asked again, feeling a little unbelievable that the Security Corps dared to go against his Second Division.

"Three kilometers to go."

"The situation on the battlefield!" Okamura Neiji said coldly.

"Reporting to the division commander, I didn't have time to investigate the specific situation on the battlefield. Others will send back follow-up intelligence one after another."

Hearing that there was no more news, Neiji Okamura helplessly raised the whip in his hand and asked the scout to go down and rest.

After thinking for a while, he turned to the lieutenant colonel next to him and said, "Order the soldiers to dismount and rest for fifteen minutes to prepare for battle. Also notify the signalmen to turn on the radio and contact the division chief of staff to see if they can find out what happened."

"Hi!" The lieutenant colonel responded and began to give orders to the messenger beside him.

When the soldiers heard the order to rest and prepare for battle, they all dismounted and began to take down the Type 44 cavalry rifles hanging on the horses' backs to check them. They sat cross-legged and tried to recover as quickly as possible from the fatigue caused by operating the horses at full speed for a long time.

Ten minutes later, the lieutenant colonel who had just gone to find the signalman to contact the division came back crawling, and his military cap was nowhere to be found because he fell.

Okamura Neiji frowned as he looked at his subordinates' miserable appearance, and his right hand began to itch slightly.

"Division Commander! No, something bad has happened!" The lieutenant colonel ran to Okamura Yasuji in a panic and handed two telegrams to him with one hand. Fear and panic could not help but show in his eyes. From time to time, he looked at the soldiers sitting on the ground around him who were looking at him in confusion.

"Matsuoka, you'd better pray that the news you bring can cover up my opinion of you, otherwise you will receive my most severe punishment! Humph! Look at yourself, do you still look like a wing commander?"

After saying that, Neiji Okamura snatched the telegram from Matsuoka's hand, glared at him, and then turned his eyes to the telegram paper.

Despite being threatened by Okamura Neiji, Matsuoka still leaned forward to look at the contents of the telegram. Although he had read it before, he couldn't help but want to read it again to confirm whether he had read it wrongly, after all, such news was too horrifying.

As time passed, Okamura Neiji's expression changed from anger to expressionless, and his hand holding the telegram began to tremble.

"Is the content above true?" Okamura Neiji squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

Matsuoka nodded with difficulty, and then said: "Division Commander, the above one is from the Chief of Staff, and there is also an urgent telegram from the headquarters asking about our situation. From the tone... from the tone... it sounds real."

Only then did Okamura Neiji realize that there was another telegram and quickly took the one on top away.

Not long after, Okamura Neiji finished reading the two telegrams, folded them silently and put them into his pocket. However, his trembling hands proved that Okamura Neiji could not calm down at this time.

Looking at the messenger who was waiting for orders, Okamura Neiji tried to keep a calm tone and ordered, "Send a telegram to the chief of staff and ask him to notify the other troops in the division to slow down their march and implement the emergency health regulations. Just rush to the outskirts of Harbin before dark. Without my order, you are prohibited from entering Harbin.

Send a telegram to Major General Sugishiro Zenho, the commander of the 38th Brigade, and ask him to rush to the 30th Infantry Regiment immediately, and lead the 30th Infantry Regiment with Colonel Iga Seiya, and continue to rush to join me. Tell him! No soldiers are allowed to eat or drink a single bite of food! "

"Ah! Division Commander! How can the soldiers not drink water after marching for a long time!!!" Matsuoka said anxiously.

Okamura Neiji looked up at the sky, thought for a while, then lowered his head and said coldly: "Then let them go to the homes of the people along the way to get food and water! Just give the supplies you brought to those people as compensation!"

"Division Commander! Is there something wrong with the food and water?" Matsuoka said, and suddenly saw many of his soldiers eating food and drinking water. His face suddenly changed, and he raised the whip in his hand and rushed towards the soldiers.

"Baga! You are not allowed to eat anything. Spit it out! Asshole, I am telling you to spit out the water!"

A soldier who was drinking water suddenly saw his captain running towards him with a whip waving ferociously. He was so scared that he stopped swallowing and was drenched with water.

Snapped.

The sound of a whip cracking attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

"Asshole, spit out the water!" Matsuoka pointed his whip at the soldier he had just whipped and shouted, then looked around at the people around him and shouted, "Everyone, don't eat the food and water! If you have eaten, spit it out!"

After shouting, he called over several officers and asked them to go down and inform everyone immediately that they were not allowed to eat or drink water.

Okamura Neiji looked at Matsuoka who was in a trance. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was going crazy in his heart just like Matsuoka.

"Colonel Matsuo, there's no need to shout. You should be fine here. If there was a problem with the food and water, it would have erupted long ago and would not have waited until now."

After hearing this, Matsuoka calmed down and turned to look at Okamura Neiji who had a gloomy face.