Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Shao Laoshuan was extremely anxious. Every minute he stayed in the Japanese concession would mean a minute more of danger.

If he suddenly encountered Japanese soldiers or police on this road, his many years of revolutionary career would end and all his efforts would be in vain.

However, fate always seemed to like playing jokes on people. Suddenly, Zhang Jinhui and his group broke open a shop window and came to this street.

Zhang Jinhui saw Shao Laoshuan walking in a panic not far away, and a smug and fierce expression appeared on his face.

He shook his leather windbreaker, which rustled in the wind, as if demonstrating his confidence: "Hmph, this old guy is quite slippery, but unfortunately, I still caught him! Brothers, catch him alive for me, and I'll treat you to a drink when we get back." As he said that, he took the lead and chased after Shao Laoshuan.

When Shao Laoshuan heard the noise, he looked back and his hope was instantly shattered.

He knew that he couldn't escape and was probably going to die here today.

A feeling of despair surged in his heart, but there was an extremely firm voice in his heart: He must not be caught, he must not be caught!

Shao Laoshuan's hand unconsciously reached into his arms, and in his underwear pocket, he touched a paper bag containing poison.

This was the last resort he was prepared to use to save himself in extreme circumstances.

If he were caught by the enemy, he might suffer endless torture and might even inadvertently reveal the organization's secrets.

He firmly believed in his beliefs, but he also knew the instincts of the human body. He should not overestimate himself, nor underestimate the enemy's methods.

Shao Laoshuan was struggling painfully in his heart. On the one hand, he longed for life, and on the other hand, he had a firm belief that he could not betray the organization.

His expression became extremely painful, beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his eyes revealed a hint of struggle and helplessness.

Just when Shao Laoshuan wanted to take out the poison from his arms to save his dignity, an accident happened.

In his panic running, he had already run through an alley.

Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely felt as if he was being watched by many people, and subconsciously turned his head to look over there. Before he could see clearly what was in the alley, his feet had already carried him across the alley involuntarily.

Dengdeng stared...

His running pace gradually slowed down, he stopped, gasping for breath, his clothes soaked with sweat, his chest heaving violently.

His face was full of astonishment, and his mind was constantly thinking about everything that had just happened.

After stopping and taking a few breaths, Shao Laoshuan suddenly realized that this might be his only chance.

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhang Jinhui and others.

There was a resolute look on his face, as if he was ready to face anything, and he held the paper bag tightly in his hand.

Zhang Jinhui and his group were stunned when they saw Shao Laoshuan suddenly turn around and run towards them.

Why did the person running ahead suddenly change direction? Could it be that he saw he couldn't outrun him and wanted to surrender?

Zhang Jinhui’s mind was full of questions, but his face showed excitement. He could catch him alive again!

This underground party is really tough. Since the arrests began last night, Zhang Jinhui has not been able to capture many people alive. Many people, seeing that they cannot escape, will fight to the death and even commit suicide.

This made Zhang Jinhui very angry!

Because he himself is a person who values his own life very much, otherwise he would not have betrayed and defected to the Japanese, so he was very angry that there were people who were nobler than him.

"Boss! He ran into the alley!"

"I'm not blind, I saw it! That alley is a dead end, he can't get away!"

A few seconds later, Zhang Jinhui led his men to approach the alley without hesitation, and rushed in with a determined look, as if he had already grasped Shao Laoshuan in his hands.

In that dim alley, there was a tense and weird atmosphere.

Shao Laoshuan was like a wounded beast, unable to support his body any longer, and collapsed on the ground.

He stretched forward with trembling hands and handed a small notebook to the person sitting against the wall opposite him.

A row of people holding guns...

The person who is chewing a big bun in his hand...

A group of people with military police cuffs on their arms...

A group of people were looking at Shao Laoshuan in astonishment, and stopped putting the buns in their hands into their mouths...

"Hey! What are you doing? You're disturbing our lunch, damn it, get out of here!" A military police squad leader broke the silence in astonishment.

He showed a ferocious expression. He yelled loudly while biting the bun in his hand. Then he raised the gun without hesitation and pointed the black muzzle directly at Shao Laoshuan.

Of course, he was just trying to scare Shao Laoshuan.

I just made some extra money with Commander Itai, and I'm in a good mood.

Shao Laoshuan was being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, and he swallowed unconsciously.

The military policeman holding the gun was immediately annoyed when he saw Shao Laoshuan swallowing his saliva. He took the bun with one hand and shouted, "Baga! You beggars are working! If you want to eat buns, go buy them yourself! Get out!"

I have the buns that Commander Itai treated everyone to, and now a Chinese beggar comes to beg for food! This is simply lawless!

Shao Laoshuan reacted and stretched the small notebook in his hand a little further. He said while panting, "Tai...Taijun...bail certificate! I...I paid the money. Eight hundred yuan...Someone is arresting me!"

Bail certificate!!!

Customers! Excellent customers!

The military police squad leader's eyes narrowed immediately, and a smile from the heart appeared on the corner of his mouth. When treating customers, you must make them feel at home!

This is what the commander said, it is absolutely correct!

The next moment, the light at the entrance of the alley was blocked, and more than a dozen people rushed in.

He was reluctant to throw away the buns that Commander Banjing had given him as a treat, and since the big meat buns were indeed delicious, he had no choice but to put down his Type 38 rifle, free up his other hand, grab the whistle hanging around his neck, put it in his mouth and blew it hard.

Three sharp whistles sounded in the alley before Zhang Jinhui and his group could react.

Wow!

The muzzles of dozens of Type 38 rifles were pointed at the entrance of the alley at the same time. At the same time, the sound of the bolts being pulled open was sharp and piercing, as if the horn of death was sounding.

The "click" sounds echoed in this silent and depressing alley, making people terrified.

The light in the alley is darker than outside.

Zhang Jinhui and his team had been running for such a long time that they were already feeling dizzy.

When they finally adjusted to the dim light in the alley, they suddenly realized that the scene before them made their hearts rise to their throats.

In the alley, a group of military police, with buns in their mouths and rifles in their hands, were staring at their group with a fierce look.

At the end of the alley, the machine guns on the ground of two armored vehicles parked side by side also turned around at this time. The black muzzles of the guns seemed as if they would spit out flames at the next moment.

Gudong.

Zhang Jinhui swallowed back the heart that was in his throat.

His face turned pale, and the pistol fell to the ground with a clang.

The next moment, his body was like a puppet that had lost its support. His only remaining hand was raised high, his legs went soft, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Taijun! We're on the same side! Don't shoot!"

The voice begging for mercy was trembling...