Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Okamura Neiji did not respond to Matsuoka, but fell into deep thought.

At present, he has received information that the only units in the Second Division that have not reported any soldiers being sick are the 30th Infantry Regiment and the 2nd Cavalry Regiment where he is currently.

And within these few short hours, he learned about it through a telegram just sent by the division chief of staff.

The two infantry regiments under the 3rd Infantry Brigade, namely the 4th Infantry Regiment and the 29th Infantry Regiment, had already reported the illness of their soldiers to the division.

Not only that, the 16th Infantry Regiment of the 38th Infantry Brigade also made the same report.

What is more serious is that the 2nd Field Artillery Regiment stated that the soldiers' conditions were so serious that they had difficulty walking. The 2nd Engineer Regiment and the Light and Heavy Squadrons also just reported to the division chief of staff that soldiers were infected with the disease on a large scale and some soldiers had even died.

Although there had been sporadic reports of soldiers falling ill before, he suspected that this might be due to the upcoming spring, temperature changes, and the impact of long-distance marches, which had caused the soldiers to contract diseases such as influenza.

Despite his concerns, he believed that as long as there was an adequate supply of medicines, the soldiers should be able to withstand it and recover quickly thanks to their physical fitness from long-term training.

However, the telegram sent from the headquarters now was like a blow to the head!

Poisoning! Someone deliberately poisoned me! And it was the typhoid virus!!!

It's really abominable! Thinking of this, two names immediately came to Okamura Neiji's mind: Ishii Shiro and Doihara Kenji!

The headquarters' instructions were clear and specific, requiring him to fully cooperate with the gendarmerie to completely eliminate the remnants of the Togo troops that might be left behind by Shiro Ishii, and to immediately place Doihara under house arrest after arriving in Harbin.

All signs indicate that the poisoning incident was undoubtedly a conspiracy carefully planned by these two people!

Thinking of this, Okamura Neiji became furious. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The energy-cultivating skills he had painstakingly cultivated for many years collapsed in an instant.

He suddenly drew the saber from his waist, and under the astonished gazes of many soldiers, he roared at the top of his lungs: "Everyone attack, fight! Kill the enemy!" At this moment, he urgently needed an outlet to vent his anger, and killing was the best way.

Only by chopping off the enemy's head with his own hands can he feel an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Of course, as a division commander, he would never risk joining the battle personally, but would stay in the rear and command the battle calmly.

However, it was precisely because of him, the division commander, who was personally on the scene to command that the security regiment was about to face a devastating disaster.

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The three-kilometer distance was only five or six minutes for the 2nd Regiment Cavalry riding on the improved "Leisu Horse". When they arrived near the battlefield, they saw Goto Juro organizing the few remaining soldiers to put up a tenacious resistance.

"Division commander, the terrain here is not suitable for a charge." Matsuoka and Okamura Neiji rode their horses to a high point overlooking the battlefield. After taking a look, Matsuoka said worriedly.

"Then let the soldiers dismount and fight! Quick! Goto is almost dying, let the soldiers move quickly." Okamura Neiji held a telescope and saw that there were less than a hundred soldiers around Goto Juro.

Goto was a colonel and the commander of a regiment. If he was killed by the local security corps here, the entire Second Division would be disgraced.

Matsuoka also knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't dare to say much and quickly gave orders to the messenger.

"Order, all soldiers dismount and prepare for battle."

"Captains of all teams, lead your soldiers to advance quickly and support Captain Goto."

As Matsuoka's order was given, the cavalrymen of the Second Regiment dismounted, weapons in hand, and galloped towards the battlefield.

Their movements were swift and orderly, demonstrating the Japanese army's well-trained character.

On the battlefield, the remnants led by Goto Juro were fighting fiercely with the enemy.

Although they were fewer in number, they still held their ground and refused to retreat.

"Kill!"

"Come on!"

Here, the cavalrymen of the Second Cavalry Regiment shouted loudly and ran towards the battlefield. They were like a group of locusts, running towards the fields full of crops.

And Okamura Neiji, who was watching the battle from a high place, was nervously watching the development of the battle.

He hoped that this reinforcement would be able to save Goto Juro and his troops in time.

It didn't take long for the Second Cavalry Regiment to cut into the battlefield from the side and rear.

However, what was unexpected was that these dismounted cavalrymen did not follow conventional tactics and seek cover to fire at the security regiment. Instead, they launched a fierce charge without fear.

Although the Type 44 cavalry rifles in their hands are shorter in size, their killing power is no less than that of other firearms.

The bullets fired could just as easily take someone's life, and in the hands of these well-trained and experienced Japanese soldiers, they were even more powerful.

The Japanese cavalry, who had undergone extensive ammunition practice, could even accurately shoot targets while running at high speed.

When the Security Corps and the Second Cavalry Regiment collided head-on, the gap in strength between the two sides was immediately revealed.

The security corps' team, which had originally been chasing out of the position, left corpses all over the battlefield as soon as they collided with these dismounted Japanese cavalry.

Without the protection of their position and with their companions falling down one after another, some of the security soldiers began to get scared.

Courage is contagious. If one person becomes timid and steps back, it will lead two more, then five, and then ten people.

After a while, the security soldiers fled back in panic.

The Japanese army, on the other hand, held on tightly, constantly chasing forward using alternating shooting and cover, leaving the security corps no chance to breathe.

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"Colonel! Reinforcements! Reinforcements are finally here!"

"Colonel, we don't have to die, hahaha."

"Let's kill all those damn security guards in one fell swoop!!"

Around Goto Juro, some officers and soldiers shouted excitedly when they saw the reinforcements arriving.

"Colonel! We have less than sixty soldiers left, and more than four hundred have been killed in the battle! We must make the Security Corps pay for their blood debt with blood!" An officer excitedly shook Goto Juro's arm, saying with red eyes.

His voice was filled with anger and hatred, as if he wanted to tear the enemy into pieces.

Goto Juro was enraged by the officer's words. He pushed the officer away with force and stood up excitedly.

His eyes flashed with anger, and seemed to burst into flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "I want them all to be buried with me!!"

However, Goto Juro soon calmed down. He realized that now was not the time to act impulsively, and hurriedly gave an order: "Quick, go to the front to inform the military police warriors and ask them to retreat. The reinforcements have arrived, and they don't need to hold the front anymore."

"Hi!" Upon hearing the order, someone immediately turned around and ran out.