Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

The puppet soldiers were all stunned! They stood there in a daze, and could hardly hold the guns in their hands.

The company commander reacted quickly, snatching the puppet army flag from the flag bearer and waving it desperately, while retreating and shouting, "Taijun, don't shoot, we are one of them! We are one of them!"

The civilians standing in the middle of the road were so scared that they squatted down, and the women and children were so scared that they started crying loudly. These people would be scared when they saw the Japanese normally, let alone facing a group of Japanese soldiers charging towards them. It was like seeing a demon.

But soon, they were stunned.

The Japanese military police who rushed over did not stab them with their bayonets, but instead jumped over their heads or stepped past them.

There were even a few military policemen who stopped behind them, cut the ropes on them, and drove them to the side of the road.

The military police sergeant shouted as he ran past these people. He continued to command the soldiers in front of him to charge. "Charge, charge, board. Kill them all, kill them all!! Board!!" The extremely excited expression had turned into a distorted and hideous one.

Listening to the sergeant's shouts behind him, the soldiers who were charging in front of him seemed to be energized and ran even faster.

The puppet army I encountered first, until the moment the cold bayonet stabbed into my chest, I didn't know why I died in the hands of the Japanese. Shouldn't I be in the same group with them?

The puppet army company commander was so scared that he peed himself. He was originally a gangster. He had never seen a war, not to mention a war. When he saw the Japanese military police charging, he had no courage to resist.

Seeing his men being stabbed down by the military police one by one, he was still mumbling, "We are our own people! Our own people! Our own people?"

It was not until a military policeman with a victory note and a strangely excited smile on his face thrust a bayonet into his chest that he realized that he had worked so hard for the Japanese, but in return, they treated him like a pig. If he had known this would happen, he would never have become a traitor or a running dog in the eyes of the people.

It was obviously too late to repent now. Under the excited smile of the military police opposite him, he only felt the bayonet in his chest stirring fiercely. . . .

The battle lasted only a short time. In less than 10 minutes, a company of puppet soldiers, more than people, were slaughtered by less than military police.

This was also related to the fact that the puppet army did not dare to resist and only knew how to escape. Otherwise, the battle would not have ended so quickly and the military police would not have suffered any casualties.

"Captain Kamiki! There are 13 underground members here!!"

After dealing with the puppet soldiers, several military police with bayonets surrounded the underground party members behind the puppet soldiers.

"Yoshi! Where is it? Let me see! Hahahaha!" Sergeant Kamiki Takuma, who was leading the charge, ran over with a big laugh. "Hahahaha, very good! Very good!"

Why are these gendarmes so happy?

That was because Zhou Zhengqing had issued a reward order within the military police. Bringing back a living underground party member would be rewarded with 500 yen.

Don't underestimate these 500 yen.

Take the Wuchang Military Police Detachment led by Takuma Kamiki for example. Each person can get about 8 yen, while their usual allowance is only 10 yen per month.

They would get a monthly allowance for every person they caught. How could they not be happy? And there were 13 underground members here. That was 6500 yen. Each person could get more than 100 yen, which was almost a year's allowance.

As for whether there would be a case of killing innocent people and claiming credit for something, Zhou Zhengqing was not worried at all. Because he had people like Ueki Takuma, he didn't have to worry about such a thing happening.

Completing the orders given by Zhou Zhengqing would not only bring more money to Takuma Kamiki than ordinary soldiers, but also a promotion in military rank.

Zhou Zhengqing will also value him more, and even get closer to his family. This is something that money cannot compare to. Shang Mu Takuma is not stupid, he knows how to make choices.

The 200 yen reward for an underground party member was just a superficial reward. There was also a secret order to keep quiet.

Kill a policeman, puppet soldier, your own agent, or even a soldier. Reward 100 yen.

Originally, Kamiki Takuma only wanted to secretly disperse the puppet army and rob people. But he didn't expect the puppet army to use ordinary people to block the muzzle of the gun, which gave the military police a good excuse to make money.

Even if someone investigated afterwards, they would have a far-fetched excuse. Isn't it their duty to protect the citizens of Manchukuo? From an oppressor to a protector. For these military police, it all depends on whether you give them enough yen.

Although according to the unspoken rules, the lives of these ordinary Chinese people are not worth mentioning at all.

But on the surface, if civilians were massacred at will, it would be a serious crime.

Therefore, when the puppet army dared to arrest civilians, the military police found a reasonable reason to kill them. In this way, they no longer had to hide and could go all out.

That's one of the reasons why those soldiers charged so hard. Sometimes, the courage that money brings is irreplaceable by anything else.

Moreover, these soldiers were not worried that the puppet troops would rise up in rebellion. After all, these puppet troops usually fawned on them like loyal dogs.

How could they dare to resist their masters now? In the eyes of the military police, killing these puppet soldiers was like picking up money, with no risk at all.

"Sir! What should we do with these Chinese people?"

At this time, a soldier came over to ask for instructions. He was talking about the civilians who were driven to the roadside. They were the civilians who were caught by the puppet army to block the bullet holes.

Kamiki Takuma looked around the battlefield with high spirits. This was his first time commanding a battle, and he had achieved such a brilliant result. After hearing the soldier's words, he turned around and looked at the people huddled together on the street.

"Don't worry about them, they are just ordinary people. There is no point in arresting them. By the way, what are their casualties? Were they hurt by our soldiers?"

The soldier who came to inquire shook his head. "No, sir. Our people strictly follow the orders of the sir. We will never attack ordinary people. This will tarnish the reputation of our warriors. However, those civilians were beaten to death by the security team. Several were injured."

"Yoshi, very good. Captain Takazaki is right. Only people with weapons are worthy of being our military police's opponents!" He looked at the people and thought for a while. Then he said, "In this way, the families of the injured and dead will each receive a 20 yen consolation payment.

After all, their deaths have something to do with our military police. We are giving them some money, which is also in line with the spirit of Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Principle. Go, let the military doctor see them and leave some medicine for them. "

"Hey, sir, you are so kind. I'm sure those people will be grateful to you."

Kamiki Takuma raised his head with a look of pride on his face.

Half an hour later, Kamiki Takuma led his team away from here, leaving behind a pile of corpses and a group of confused people.

There were gun battles everywhere in Harbin. From sporadic exchanges of fire at the beginning to gunfire everywhere later, there were even explosions of machine guns and grenades.

In the Military Police Office, Goro Nakamura was drinking tea with Zhou Zhengqing. His ears moved.

There were faint explosions in the distance, and they were rhythmic and continuous.

"Captain Takazaki! I'm not familiar with weapons. Can you tell what weapon caused this? Was it a grenade?"

Zhou Zhengqing was paying attention to the prompts in his mind at this time, and he said casually, "It was the sound of a shell exploding. It sounded like a small-caliber grenade fired by a mortar."

"The Harbin underground party's firepower is so strong? Such a fierce battle broke out!"

Zhou Zhengqing certainly knew what was going on. The fighting outside was like Chinese New Year. It was the result of his behind-the-scenes promotion.

The prompts in my mind are still jumping.

Every new prompt represents the passing of a life.

In just a short period of time, more than a hundred prompts have appeared. Most of them are prompts to increase lifespan. This shows that the military police have executed his orders very well. There is no phenomenon of killing innocent people indiscriminately. Otherwise, if he kills a good person, he will be deducted 10 days. It would be strange if he didn't lose all his lifespan and ascend to heaven on the spot.

This also made Zhou Zhengqing understand that this standard for judging good people was definitely based on the standpoint of the Chinese people. Otherwise, with so many people dead, it would be impossible for only two lives to be deducted.

That's right, in this Manchukuo, the good people in the eyes of the Chinese people definitely do not include the puppet Manchukuo police, the Special High Section, the Security Bureau, the puppet army and the Japanese devils.

The two reminders of deducting lifespans made Zhou Zhengqing more worried than the dozens or hundreds of reminders of increasing lifespans.

Who was killed by mistake? Or was it the underground party or the military confidant lurking inside the enemy who was killed?