Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"Baka!" Seeing the few people lying on the ground, still with an indignant look on their faces, Nakamura Shunsuke went up and kicked each of them in the stomach. The heavy boots were particularly painful. Several people immediately curled up after being kicked.

Being beaten by the officer, Junsuke Nakamura, the few people lying on the ground did not dare to make any resistance. Status determines everything. They could only sit up quickly and kneel on the ground in grievance, waiting for the officer's lesson. Although they were filled with grief and indignation.

After kicking a few people, Nakamura Toshitsu took off his lieutenant's sword from his waist and slammed it heavily on the concrete floor like a cane. He looked at the military police below with a grim expression.

He noticed that when they started to act just now, many of the military police frowned. They were obviously dissatisfied with their superiors. How could this be possible!

"Waste! Idiots! A bunch of disgrace to the military police! Now, immediately, recite Article 52 of the Military Police Code!!" Article 52 of the Military Police Code of this era in Japan is about the code of conduct for the military police in their daily treatment of citizens.

After hearing the order from Junsuke Nakamura, all the military police were confused at first, then hesitated. Then they began to recite in a low voice. Although they did not understand the order from their superiors, the obedience of the Japanese army for a long time made them start to execute the order from their superiors.

The scattered recitation made Nakamura Shunsuke's face even colder.

When he was serving in the Kyoto Military Police, if his subordinates were all this kind of people, he would dare to confront his superiors directly.

"idiot!"

With a clang, Nakamura Shunsuke drew out his command knife and pointed it at a sergeant standing at the front of the military police.

"You! You start!"

The captain was startled when Nakamura Shunsuke pointed his knife at him. But he did not dare to hesitate. He quickly recited the first sentence loudly.

With someone taking the lead, the previously sporadic recitation immediately became better. At least people could hear it clearly.

"Louder! Doesn't the Empire give you enough to eat? You're a bunch of rubbish!"

Nakamura Shunsuke roared loudly! His angry look frightened many military policemen below and made them tremble all over.

No longer daring to be perfunctory, his voice immediately became louder.

After reciting it once, the sergeant who was ordered to start, seeing that Nakamura Shunsuke had no intention of letting him stop, could only start shouting the first sentence again.

Over and over again, the military police slowly found themselves feeling the same as when they first joined the military police. They also recited the military police rules every day under the leadership of their superiors.

The perfunctory attitude began to change, and some military police began to shout even harder. The group effect exists everywhere, and it is particularly prominent in the Japanese army of this era. Many Japanese soldiers who liked to shout slogans became excited as they recited them over and over again.

As soon as the recitation began, some people knew why the commander was so angry. After reciting a few times, almost all the military police came to their senses. What they had just done had clearly violated the provisions of the military police code.

When I came to my senses, I felt more complicated.

Shunsuke Nakamura looked at the military police who were reciting loudly in front of him, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.

After asking the gendarmes to recite it twice more, he raised his hand and gestured to stop. The gendarmes stopped reciting, and silence returned to the platform.

"I believe you all already know your crimes, so I will not say any more. Now I will announce the captain's sentencing decision." After the voice completely stopped, Shunsuke Nakamura put the command knife in his hand back into the scabbard.

He used it as a cane again and leaned on the ground, then spoke.

"I am Shunsuke Nakamura. I am the deputy captain of the Harbin Military Police. I am under the order of the Captain of the Harbin Military Police, Major Takuto Takazaki. Military police who seriously violate Article 52 of the Military Police Code will be punished with 100 lashes on the spot! Others will be warned once, and the next time they do it again, the punishment will be doubled."

As soon as Nakamura Shunsuke gave the order, Ogura Daichi and his men stepped forward, dragging the people who were kneeling on the ground and were already pale with fear to one side. They also took out the whips that had been prepared long ago.

"Report! Sir!" At this time, among the military police, a military police sergeant whose face was swollen suddenly raised his hand to report.

"Hmm?" Shunsuke Nakamura looked at the sergeant and asked a question.

The military police sergeant who spoke out left the team, took two steps forward, and bowed. "Reporting to the commander, they are punished by the commander, which is nothing. But they cannot use the name of bullying the Chinese. This is an insult to them and also an insult to the Japanese military police. The Chinese cannot be compared with us Japanese people, and the military police code does not apply to us!"

What the military police captain said was actually what most military police thought. In their opinion, as military police, what was wrong with bullying a few Chinese people? How could the Chinese and the Japanese be treated with the same standards?

When Nakamura Shunsuke heard what the military police said, he immediately became furious. Being questioned in public by his subordinates was simply a slap in his face.

He took two steps forward and grabbed the captain by the collar, speaking in a cold tone.

"You should be thankful that this is in China, and thankful that Commander Takuto is merciful. Otherwise, not only will they be shot, but you will also be sent to a military court for talking back to your superiors!"

Then, he leaned over to the pale-faced captain's ear and asked, "Do you have any opinion on how I handled this? Hmm?"

"Mr. Nakamura, let him go." At this time, Zhou Zhengqing's voice came from the car.

Dozens of gendarmes got off the train in neat rows near the entrance, standing straight. They were different from the gendarmes who were already on the platform.

Although the military police on the train were relatively young, their mental outlook was completely different. Everyone was dressed neatly and competently. Their equipment, weapons, uniforms, and even their shoes were all very clean. Everyone also wore a red armband with the word "Military Police" on their sleeves.

The original military police were often involved in trouble on the streets and were complained by many agencies. So later, in order to avoid disputes, they often did not wear the military police badge so that they could pretend to be army soldiers. This time when they came to the train station, they did not wear the military police armband either.

This also shows that the Harbin military police were doing a relatively poor job at that time, and they even wanted to use their identity as army members to do some sneaky things.

The military police on the platform looked at their companions getting off the train. They were all dressed neatly, with their chests and heads held high, looking like they were the boss of the world. They all thought of themselves when they first came to China. This was such a similar scene.

He looked down at what he had become. Not only were his clothes wrinkled, but his weapons were also poorly maintained. Some of them were even broken, but he had to make do with them. Anyway, he basically didn't need guns in Manchukuo.

Some people are too lazy to take care of their hair and just let it hang loose, thinking that it won't be noticeable even if they put on a helmet.

In such a comparison, many of the gendarmes on the platform felt ashamed and inferior.

ta ta ta

The sound of military boots hitting the ground could be heard again on the train.

In the eyes of the crowd, first a pair of shiny black riding boots appeared from the shadow of the carriage, and then Zhou Zhengqing, wearing an officer's uniform, with the shoulder straps of a major and a military police armband on his arm, appeared at the entrance of the carriage.

"You've got a good deal, why don't you get out of here?" Nakamura Junjie said sternly, pushing away the sergeant whose collar he had grabbed. He trotted a few steps to Zhou Zhengqing, who had already stepped down from the platform.

"Captain, I have conveyed your order. Please give your instructions."

"Yo, Nakamura-kun did a good job." Zhou Zhengqing first praised Nakamura Shunsuke. Then he looked at the sergeant who was about to return to the formation. "What's wrong with him? He made Nakamura-kun so angry that he almost lost his status. I was going to beat him up."

Nakamura Shunsuke was stunned. His heart moved. He suddenly felt that he had understood Chief Takuto a little more.

Status. Right. Isn't status what nobles value? Who are those military police? Most of them are merchants and farmers. In Japan, Chief Takuto probably wouldn't even bother to look at them.

Thinking of this, Nakamura Shunsuke understood his own path. Who was he? The vice-captain. Commander Takuto's deputy. Wasn't he the one who asked him to come here just to take the blame for Commander Takuto's dirty work?

Before he set out, his old superior, who had always taken care of him, had clearly reminded him, but it was only now that Nakamura Shunsuke truly understood.

"Captain, that man is questioning your orders. I'm teaching him a lesson."

Zhou Zhengqing turned around and looked at Shunsuke Nakamura with a questioning look.

"Oh? What's the question? What made Nakamura-kun stop punishing those soldiers?" Zhou Zhengqing asked indifferently.