Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

At this time, another soldier also brought a bag. Judging from the way he was struggling, the things in it must be very heavy.

Zhang Xianchen looked over and couldn't help frowning. Inside were soap, cigarettes, various canned food issued by the army, and two rolls of bandages! The two boxes were all in Japanese, and even Zhang Xianchen had never heard of them, but they looked like medicines.

Chen Ming was also stunned, especially when he saw the ginseng and deer antlers. He couldn't help swallowing.

"Madam, where did you get this ginseng?" Chen Ming pointed at the ginseng as thick as a radish with shaking fingers and asked the soldier who was very proud after seeing everyone's reaction.

"Haha, boss, you have a good eye. I bought this from an old hunter."

"Are you selling this too?" Chen Ming asked tentatively.

"Of course, only one hundred, no, two hundred for one, just two hundred and I'll sell you one." The soldier reached out and took out a ginseng directly from his pocket, not caring at all that he pulled out several roots of the ginseng.

"What's so good about a few dried radishes? Look here, boss. We have authentic canned beef produced in the Great Japanese Empire. It's quite delicious! It's only two dollars a can. How about it!" Seeing that Chen Ming wanted to buy something, another soldier holding a bag immediately stepped forward and handed the can to Chen Ming, trying to divert Chen Ming's attention from the ginseng.

Chen Ming swallowed and asked, "The can is two dollars, how much do you sell the other things in your pocket for?"

"Hey, boss, are you going to buy them all? That's great, you just need to give me two hundred dollars in total." The soldier said excitedly, and immediately stuffed the cans in his hand back and started tying the rope around his pocket, as if he had already sold the cans and was packing them for the customers.

"Wait, how many cans do you have here that you dare to ask me for two hundred yuan!" Chen Ming was also possessed by the spirit of a profiteer at this time, and he held the soldier's hand and asked.

"Hey, boss, there's a surprise down there. You need to take your time to look at it." The soldier said, glancing at Maruno Ichiro. The meaning was obvious. There were so many people around now that it would be difficult to take it out.

"If I don't look at it, how do I know if it's worth it?" Chen Ming's attention was completely on the ginseng in the hands of another soldier, and he said subconsciously.

"Oh! We Osaka people value honesty the most. Boss, you will definitely not suffer any loss if you buy my goods. My goods are good for the health of your family." As he said this, the soldier squinted his eyes.

Medicine! These two words flashed through Chen Ming's mind.

"Boss, do you still want this ginseng?" the soldier said to Chen Ming.

"Yes! Of course, I want everything in your pocket! You have three ginseng roots in total, and some other things. I'll give you one thousand yuan." Chen Ming came back to his senses and immediately pretended to be generous.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted: "Wait!"

Chen Ming glanced sideways and found that it was Zhang Xianchen. He thought to himself that something bad was going to happen. This idiot was probably up to something!

Sure enough, Zhang Xianchen gave Chen Ming a wicked smile, then looked at Maruno Ichiro and said, "Mr. Maruno, this boss has a very bad conscience. The things in the pocket of this imperial soldier are worth at least this price!" As he said that, Zhang Xianchen stretched out two fingers.

"Two thousand yuan!" The soldier holding the bag became anxious when he heard it. He pushed Chen Ming's hand away, took a few steps back with the ginseng in one hand and the bag in the other, and stood among his companions, looking at Chen Ming vigilantly.

“This!...” Chen Ming was dumbfounded. The duck that was just in his hand was about to fly away!

How could he know that Zhang Xianchen knew his identity and was deliberately looking for trouble at this time.

"No, no, not two thousand!" Zhang Xianchen shook his head, looked at Chen Ming again, and then said, "It's worth at least 20,000 yuan!"

"What! It's so valuable!" Maruno Ichiro exclaimed, and then immediately looked at the soldier and said, "Where did you get this thing? Did you rob it? The Harbin Military Police has a rule that if it is something robbed, the stolen property will be confiscated immediately and a fine will be imposed!"

As he spoke, Maruno Ichiro's eyes flashed with ferocity, and if the soldier gave the wrong answer, he would call for help.

"I didn't steal it. How could we from Osaka do such a thing as stealing other people's things? I bought it! I bought it from an old Chinese hunter when we were stationed during our march!" the soldier argued hurriedly.

"Baka! You're lying! Mr. Zhang just said that your stuff is worth 20,000 yuan. So where did you get so much money to buy it? And you're going to sell it for 200 yuan each! Did you kill someone and rob him?" Maruno Ichiro said with his eyes wide open.

"Although you are the superior, you cannot slander an Osaka native like me like this! I didn't lie, I used my own rifle and the 1,500 rounds of bullets I saved to exchange with that hunter." The soldier hurriedly explained and told him about selling his gun.

After hearing this, Maruno Ichiro felt as if thunder was rolling in his sky. A soldier actually sold his own gun? !

When Zhang Xianchen heard this, he felt relieved, but he also looked strangely at the soldier who was holding the ginseng and whose face was red with anxiety.

The reason why he jumped out to speak was that he didn't want to see Chen Ming take advantage of such a big advantage, and he wanted to make things difficult for Chen Ming.

Another reason was that he wanted to know the origin of the things in the soldier's pocket. He knew that as long as he said that the things in his pocket were worth 20,000 yuan, given the style of Maruno Ichiro and his men.

He would definitely think of finding reasons to seize the things and it would be normal to force the soldier to tell him about their origins. He would also be able to find out where the soldier got those ginsengs from and whether he had killed someone and robbed them.

But now that he actually heard the soldiers exchanging guns and bullets, his murderous intent towards the soldier in front of him subsided a lot, and he even liked this soldier who dared to exchange guns for things.

At least in this era, between ginseng and guns, in Zhang Xianchen's eyes, the gun is more important. Not to mention that they not only sold guns, but also 1,500 rounds of bullets. It was unknown how long it took the soldiers in front of him to save up these 1,500 rounds of bullets.

"Baka! You actually sold your gun! Your superior doesn't even know about your behavior! Aren't you afraid of being shot?" Ichiro Maruno glared and cursed loudly.

"Sir, our captain said that if we lose our guns, we can spend money to buy them back! So at the critical moment, the gun can be abandoned!" The soldier listened to the chest and was not afraid at all about losing the gun.

"Are you kidding me?" Ichiro Maruno asked the soldier in disbelief.

"I'm not kidding. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

At this time, other soldiers also spoke up and agreed, and one of them even told a fact that stunned Maruno Ichiro.

"We can buy a brand new Type 38 rifle and 50 rounds of ammunition for 80 yen at the regiment's quartermaster, so under special circumstances, selling "old guns with problems" is allowed."

It can still be like this!

Is this still the Imperial A-Class Division?!

Um... It seems the military police also have some...

Thinking of this, Maruno Ichiro quickly shook his head to get rid of this terrible thought.

The Military Police are not so corrupt as to sell guns at will! The Military Police act according to the law, but they just impose fines more frequently!