Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Taniguchi Mayu also glanced over there and whispered, "I guess Nakagawa-kun is getting tired of waiting."

Itai Xiong laughed and waved his hands, saying, "Nakagawa may look silly at ordinary times, but he is reliable when it comes to fighting. When he leads his men to capture the artillery team of the garrison, you take the cannon away without leaving any traces."

"Hey! I understand." Taniguchi Mayu nodded, and then asked curiously: "By the way, Itai-kun, when did you transport those thirteen Type 92s to Peking? Didn't you say they were sold before? And those mountain cannons, when did you get them?"

Ban Jingxiong laughed happily and explained: "Why are the cannons so easy to sell? They had already been sold, but unfortunately the buyer's transportation route was not smooth enough and there were some problems with distribution, so they have been stranded in North China.

I'll just borrow it this time, and don't worry about the other cannons, just use them, and I'll send someone to take them away afterwards."

"Soga! Hey, Banjing-kun, what you said before, will the people in Wanping City really retreat?"

Itai Yudai turned his head and looked at Taniguchi Mayu seriously for a few seconds, then said: "The general asked me to use the identity of the supervisory team to kill as many garrison troops as possible, but I have another way to make the Chinese army cooperate with us."

Taniguchi Mayu had a complicated look in his eyes, and he looked at Itai Yudai, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"Don't worry, I did all this for General Yingqi, and the general and I had a plan to trap and kill the garrison troops.

It’s just that the general is a little petty and not decisive enough.

I just used my connections to make the plan bigger and keep all the people from the First Regiment of the Garrison Army under the city of Wanping." As Itai Yudai said this, the madness on his face became even stronger.

Then he thought of something and looked at Taniguchi Mayu and said, "By the way, you should also know that the general wants me to come out to do something special, so you don't have to tell the general about my connection with the Chinese army, understand?"

Taniguchi Mayu nodded. He knew a lot, especially about what happened with the underground party.

Seeing that General Takazaki wanted to put Itai Yudai in the front and hide himself behind the scenes, he naturally knew how to cooperate.

But he didn’t know that Zhou Zhengqing actually didn’t know about Ban Jing Yuda’s connection with the Military Control Commission…

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As the garrison troops attacked Lugou Bridge in the early morning, other Japanese troops also began to move, with the city of Peking being the first to bear the brunt.

At this time, Peking was already under siege by the Japanese army, and the north, east, and south sides were completely controlled by the Japanese army.

In the north, the Kwantung Army deployed its troops in Rehe and Chadong. After the battle of Lugou Bridge broke out last night, it began to send troops into the Peiping-Tianjin area.

In the northwest, there were 8 divisions of the puppet Mongolian army controlled by the Kwantung Army, with a total of about 4 people. Although they did not take any action at this time, there were signs of troop movements.

To the east is the pseudo "Jidong Autonomous Government" and the pseudo security team of about 30 people under its jurisdiction.

To the south is Fengtai, where the Japanese troops were located. After forcing the Chinese troops to withdraw, Lugou Bridge had become the only passage to Peiping, and its strategic position became even more important.

In order to occupy this strategic location, cut off the connection between Peking and other southern regions, and then control the Hebei-Chahar authorities, North China would be completely separated from the Chinese central government.

The Japanese army would have to capture Lugou Bridge and Wanping City in a short period of time.

12:50 pm.

Mutaguchi Renya personally led the officers to integrate the troops and gave a pre-war speech.

He had just spoken with the Chief of Staff of the Garrison Army, Gun Hashimoto, on the phone. He originally wanted to complain to the Garrison Army Headquarters about Itai Yudai's reckless behavior, but Gun Hashimoto actually scolded him on the phone.

Just call him a loser. With so many casualties, he failed to capture a single Chinese bridge. Now that the military police want to intervene, it’s their own fault.

Hashimoto Gun asked him to follow Itai Yudai's arrangements for the time being and make further considerations after the attack failed.

In Hashimoto Gun's opinion, since Mutaguchi Renya had been attacking for a long time without any progress, Itai Yudai and the others would not be able to do anything either. He would come out to give Itai Yudai a way out after the attack failed, instead of jumping out to oppose him now.

But he was so busy cursing that he had no time to listen to Mutaguchi Ren'ya's explanation, let alone knowing that this time, Itai Yudai had requested that the entire army attack and fight to the death!

Hashimoto Gun was also extremely anxious at this time. Just before eight o'clock in the morning, Tashiro Kan'ichirō suddenly suffered a heart attack at home and died before the doctor could treat him.

As for why the heart attack occurred, that is all excuses, the statement made to the outside world.

The death of a lieutenant general infected with anthrax was somewhat embarrassing for the military and would also make the outside world look down on Japan's medical standards, so they simply announced that he died of a sudden heart attack.

Moreover, the news of Tashiro Kan'ichirō's death had to be kept secret from the outside world, otherwise the original plan would be affected.

The battle was still going on at Lugou Bridge, and the commander of the garrison troops in Tianjin had died. The garrison headquarters was in chaos, but the morale was unstable. Even the Major General Chief of Staff, Hashimoto Gun, was a little flustered.

As for Mutaguchi Ren'ya, even as a chief of staff, he did not dare to make a decision to go against the military police.

They could only keep reporting the situation to the country and request that a new commander be sent immediately to take charge of the situation.

Fortunately, Japan had already known about Tashiro Kan'ichirō's situation and had sent Kazuki Seiji to Tianjin long ago. However, he is still at sea now, and it is estimated that it will take one to two days to arrive in Tianjin.

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After mobilizing his troops, Mutaguchi Ren'ya did not launch an attack immediately because there was still a group of men who were not ready.

At this time, under the watchful eyes of Mutaguchi Ren'ya and his officers, as well as many garrison soldiers who were preparing to attack.

The good brother of ten thousand yuan appears again!

Each time is more spectacular than the last. This time there are two teams, about 150 people!

At this time, although there were people all around where the Japanese troops were gathering, it was still suffocatingly quiet. Only the rustling of leaves seemed to be whispering about the coming bloodshed.

The members of the gendarmerie suicide squad stood upright in neat rows.

There were some bulges under the uniform white shirts, and everyone looked like a strong man with well-developed chest muscles.

The shirt they wore should have symbolized pure white, but at this moment it was stained by the shadow of war, exuding a cold and murderous aura. The eye-catching military police armband on their sleeves was like the mark of the devil, flickering in the dim light, declaring their "privilege" and brutality.

They had white cloth strips with the word "Victory" written on them tied tightly around their heads. The strips fluttered in the wind like spirit banners, stirring up the tension and madness in the air.

Itai Yudai led Taniguchi Mayu, Kawamura Yota, Kamiki Takuma, and Yokoyama Tai and strode out of the tent. The sound of their military boots hitting the ground was dull and powerful, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

The short man's military uniform was straight without a wrinkle, and the sword at his waist swayed rhythmically with his steps. The hilt flashed with a cold luster, and made cold clashes as he walked.

His acne-covered face was full of hideousness, and his eyes were flashing with ferocity and madness. His appearance made the already depressing atmosphere even more solemn.

Standing in front of the team, he slowly scanned the crowd. Wherever his eyes went, his good brothers who had spent ten thousand yuan subconsciously tightened their chins and straightened their chests higher. However, that chest seemed a little strange, too flat. . . .