Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

The air in the conference room froze instantly.

Itagaki Seishirō straightened his back unconsciously, Nakajima Imao's pupils suddenly contracted, and even the staff officers standing against the wall held their breath.

"The total strength of the front has now reached eight divisions and 300,000 men!"

Terauchi Juichi slammed his palm on the conference table, making the teacups clink. "We should follow Takeda Shingen's example, which is inspired by the Chinese text "The Art of War: The Art of War"—wind, forest, fire, and volcano!

It is swift as the wind, slow as the forest, aggressive as fire, and immovable as a mountain."

His hawk-like gaze swept over the officers present, and every person he looked at felt like they were being cut by a knife: "In the shortest possible time!"

Terauchi Juichi said word by word, "I want to see the imperial flags flying all over the five provinces of North China!"

"Hi!" Everyone stood up.

Zhou Zhengqing quickly stood up along with everyone else.

Terauchi Juichi's hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the knife. The sound of cold metal friction was particularly harsh in the silent conference room: "This order is like a saber being unsheathed..." He deliberately dragged out his tone, letting the unresolved threat ferment in the air.

"There are those who hesitate..."

Terauchi Juichi suddenly drew his sword three inches from its sheath, and the bright blade light shone on everyone's face.

"Martial law! Disband!"

"Hi!" The uniform response was accompanied by the muffled sound of military boots pressing together.

When Zhou Zhengqing lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of the ambition that flashed in Itagaki Seishirō's eyes and the ferocity that appeared on Nakajima Imao's face.

This group of war beasts has been completely released.

Outside the window, the crows in the twilight let out mournful cries, as if foreshadowing an impending bloody storm.

. . . . . . . . . . .

Dusk gradually deepened and the clock pointed to four o'clock in the afternoon.

During the meeting that lasted for several hours, no one dared to mention the matter of eating in front of Terauchi Hisaichi.

The meeting ended at this moment, and Zhou Zhengqing immediately ordered people to prepare a sumptuous meal.

Inside the restaurant, silver cutlery shone coldly under the chandelier.

Terauchi Hisaichi sat at the main seat, slowly savoring the sea bream sashimi, while the generals around him even chewed carefully.

The fat on Dahui Zhishu's round face kept trembling as he swallowed, but he didn't dare make any sound.

After the meal, Terauchi Juichi left the table accompanied by Daihui Naoki and others.

Ken Nakagawa had already led the military police squadron to line up outside the door, their bayonets flashing coldly in the twilight. They would escort Terauchi Hisaichi to the hotel and be responsible for security until a special guard team was formed after the North China Front Command was established.

As Terauchi Hisaichi's car slowly drove away, the rustling sound of the wheels rolling over the fallen leaves seemed to put an end to this depressing banquet.

However, Okabe Naosaburo stayed.

The chief of staff, wearing black-framed glasses, stood beside the column, his eyes behind the lenses as sharp as a scalpel.

He was ordered to stay and deal with the aftermath of the Katsuki Seiji case.

When Zhou Zhengqing turned around, the setting sun happened to shine on Okabe's epaulettes, dyeing the star on the general blood red.

He suddenly realized that this seemingly weak chief of staff was the real executioner of Terauchi Hisaichi.

The underground entrance of the Military Police Headquarters in the distance was like a gaping bloody mouth, waiting for a new sacrifice.

The surviving high-ranking officials of the garrison army will probably be tortured by this Okabe Naozaburo. After all, the practice of a new official starting with three major tasks is not just a custom in China.

. . . . . . . . .

In just a few days, the Chinese garrison troops that once occupied North China became history.

Those senior officers of the garrison who had managed to escape the ambush could not escape fate in the end. They disappeared silently in the dungeon of the gendarmerie headquarters without causing even a ripple.

Whether it was Terauchi Hisaichi or the senior military officials, they all wanted to suppress the scandal of the garrison troops as soon as possible.

As for the life or death of Katsuki Seiji, no one cared. Only Zhou Zhengqing was still pretending to send military police to search for him.

At the same time, the newly formed North China Front Army was officially established. Its headquarters did not continue to use Haiguang Temple, the old nest of the garrison army, but chose a school building in the Japanese Concession.

Interestingly, this place is only a few streets away from the Military Police Headquarters - standing on the attic of the Military Police Headquarters, you can even clearly see the roof of the Front Headquarters.

Zhou Zhengqing adopted Itai Yudai's suggestion and stopped intervening in the wars in Shanghai and Nankou. Instead, he turned his attention to a more secretive battlefield, the smuggling trade.

In a private capacity, he brought Shen Xilin to visit Terauchi Hisaichi.

With Zhou Zhengqing's encouragement and Shen Xilin's eloquent persuasion, Terauchi Hisaichi was finally moved.

"Intercept Manchukuo's export materials, transport them to Tianjin, and trade with foreign companies in various countries..."

The profits behind this plan were so staggering that even an old fox like Terauchi Hisaichi could not resist the temptation.

With Terauchi Hisaichi's tacit approval, officers of all ranks of the North China Front Army joined in one after another, and even the commanders of the subordinate divisions were eager to get a piece of the pie.

At this point, Zhou Zhengqing's smuggling empire was officially formed.

On the Manchukuo side, there was the support of the South Manchuria Railway and the Kwantung Army, and on the North China side, there was the full participation of the North China Front Army. In the Tianjin Concession, foreign companies from various countries heard the news and were eager to become trading partners.

As the executor of specific affairs, Shen Xilin became a prominent figure in the underground world of Tianjin and even the entire North China overnight.

He shuttled between the foreign companies in the concession, the Japanese military headquarters, and the trading companies in Manchukuo. He was well-connected and could handle both the black and white sides.

—This huge smuggling network was finally established.

Will there be people in Japan who are dissatisfied?

Zhou Zhengqing didn't care at all.

A conflict of interests? Who dares to stop it?

Originally, all the forces were sucking blood from the fat piece of meat of Manchukuo. Now Zhou Zhengqing wanted to take a share. Who could stop him? Dare to come out and stop him!

The Takazaki family's aristocratic network, the emperor's support, the military's tacit approval, and now the support of the local tyrant Terauchi Hisaichi, with these multiple safeguards, who would dare to jump out and sing a different tune?

The smuggling business is just the beginning, the real layout is still to come...

While paying attention to the smuggling business, Zhou Zhengqing formally issued an order in the name of the Military Police Command.

"All Japanese divisions in North China, except those currently fighting on the front lines, must immediately send their military police to Tianjin for training!"

This order seems to be a routine matter, but in fact Zhou Zhengqing wants to "make a major change".

Select "ideologically reliable" military police from the original elite of the Military Police Headquarters to replace the old military police teams of each division.

These newly dispatched military police not only have to monitor the army, but also become Zhou Zhengqing's spies.

As for those old gendarmerie units that have arrived at the gendarmerie headquarters, they should soon be able to feel the "care" brought by Zhou Zhengqing's generous donations and integrate into the big family of the Royal Gendarmerie.

Shunsuke Nakamura is responsible for "ideological education". His brainwashing courses will determine whether these military police will truly be loyal to Zhou Zhengqing in the future.

Itai Yudai's intelligence network is responsible for screening and monitoring to ensure that no "fish slip through the net."

Zhou Zhengqing had high expectations for these dispatched gendarmes, hoping that they could achieve the effect of "monitoring all officials."

This plan may not show any effect in the short term, but in the long run, the movements of each division will be completely under Zhou Zhengqing's control.

In addition, there are the benefits that the smuggling network brings to senior officers in each division.

The officers' private transactions and factional struggles will all become bargaining chips in his hands.

Once someone disobeys, the military police's report will become the most deadly weapon.

This is the "Jinyiwei" model that Zhou Zhengqing envisioned!