Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

"Old Four, don't you understand? This matter has become a big deal! It's no longer just a matter for our military unit alone!

The old man gave me a death order to thoroughly investigate what happened inside the Military Control Commission. What happened?

Even higher up... We have to investigate! Dig deep to find the person who leaked the information!

Notify the anti-espionage department!

They always brag about how great they are in front of me! Now something has happened, where are the dead people?

Can't you find the bugs just by listening to the crickets chirping?! Dai Li said this as he suddenly punched the huge map of China hanging on the wall. There was a dull echo as his fist landed right on the Yangtze River that ran through the country.

Xu Baichuan gave a bitter laugh. "Director, everyone knows something big has happened. No one dares to move around. The anti-espionage department is on standby at the bureau, waiting for your order."

Dai Li was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said loudly: "They are quite clever and their ability to judge the situation has not fallen behind!"

"Director, this is because everyone is afraid of causing trouble for the department. In the current situation, if you can avoid going out, try to stay in the department." Xu Baichuan explained in a low voice.

"Old Four, you are the one in charge of our military's various stations. Tell us about the specific process of the blockade plan."

Xu Baichuan immediately responded: "Our blocking forces responded hastily and were slow to react.

In the Anqing direction, the ambush force composed of local garrison, military police, police corps and action group received the order to launch an attack only when the Japanese fleet rushed through the blockade point at high speed.

At that time, the Japanese gunboats and naval guns fired together to suppress the firepower points on both sides of the strait and cover the fleet's charge.

Although our coastal defense forces opened fire fiercely and damaged a large merchant ship "Lushan Maru" at the rear, causing it to lose some power and sink in the waters not far downstream from Anqing, but...

Xu Baichuan's voice became even more husky: "The Japanese main battleship relied on its speed and firepower to force its way through!

Part of the blockade nets, minefields, sunken ships, and steel cables we set up were destroyed by them using ships to forcibly drag and ram them.

In addition, they were very familiar with this section of water and reefs. They sacrificed two smaller and older gunboats on the periphery as bait to attract fire, and the main force miraculously rushed through.

As Dai Li listened, the anger in his eyes gradually gave way to a deep gloom. He slowly walked back to his seat, slumped down, and nervously rubbed his temples with his fingers. "What happened next? Did they stop him?"

"Following this, on the Wuhu River, our Military Control Commission secretly deployed a death squad, the Water Ghost Squad.

An attempt was made to blow up or at least severely damage the flagship Fushimi.

Under the close patrol of the Japanese army, the two brave men successfully climbed onto the side of the Fushimi near the waterline. . . .

But it was discovered by the Japanese army just before the explosion... "Xu Baichuan's voice was filled with regret: "The mission was almost accomplished but failed.

Two men died, and only minor damage was caused. The Fushimi continued to move forward despite the damage.

After that, the channel opened up and approached the estuary, and our army was no longer able to build a new effective blockade line.

We could only watch helplessly as the remaining enemy fleet drifted downstream and rushed into the Wusongkou Pass.

"Bang!" Dai Li finally couldn't help himself and grabbed the other teacup that had just survived and smashed it to the ground, sending shards flying everywhere! The scalding tea soaked his trouser legs, but he was completely unaware.

"Waste! All of them are waste!" Dai Li's suppressed roar echoed in the office: "We paid such a huge price! We mobilized so many forces! We couldn't even defeat some gunboats and armed merchant ships!

It also let it run to Shanghai and create even bigger waves!

The lives of the remaining soldiers in Hongkou were saved by this fleeing fleet!

Do you know what the battle reports from Shanghai say now? The Japanese reinforcement ships are unloading troops continuously!

"The Yangtze River Fleet arrived in time, greatly boosting morale"!

Shame! A huge shame! "

Dai Li placed his hands on the table, panting slightly, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Xu Baichuan: "The plan has failed, the Yangtze River defense line is useless. We, the Military Control Commission, are responsible for intelligence work. I can't hide from leaks like this!

This responsibility is borne solely by me, Dai Yunong!

If the upper panel hits me, I will take it! But!" Dai Li's voice suddenly rose, with a chilling chill: "The ghost who leaked the secret must be found out for me! Cut him into pieces!

At the same time, all the commanders of the troops responsible for blocking along the Wuhu and Anqing lines!

All the intelligence station leaders who missed the opportunity to fight!

Investigate them all! Those who performed poorly in the fight, compile a report for me!

As for your Operations Department... Fourth Brother, think about how to write your punishment first!"

At this moment, the intercom on the table rang sharply, breaking the silence in the room.

Dai Li took a deep breath and picked up the receiver. The furious flush on his face was instantly suppressed and covered with frost again: "Hello, this is Dai Li."

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Dai Li's tone immediately became calm, even with a hint of obedience. "Yes... yes... it was my fault for oversight... I understand... Yes! I will investigate thoroughly and there will be no more omissions... Yes! I will submit a detailed report immediately..."

Listening to the cold reprimand and pressure from the other end of the phone, Dai Li's gaze passed over Xu Baichuan's shoulder and fell on the thick red line on the map.

Now it is like a huge mocking pattern on the blue Yangtze River route heading straight to Shanghai.

The flames of purgatory in Hongkou seemed to be burning fiercely before his eyes through the map.

The flames not only reflected the brutality of the Japanese army, but also reflected his current embarrassing failure and deep crisis.

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Anchorage area outside Wusongkou, cruiser "Izumo", commander-in-chief's reception room

The faint smell of gunpowder wafted from the direction of Shanghai, carried by the humid sea breeze, and penetrated through the gaps in the thick round portholes into the reception room on the upper floor of the bridge. The room was decorated with mahogany and velvet, and had a majestic yet slightly old-fashioned atmosphere.

On the deck outside, the sailors were nervously operating the ship's guns. The shouts, the sound of metal knocking, and the deafening sound of artillery fire that rang out at intervals became a monotonous and continuous rhythm in the background through the bulkhead.

Vice Admiral Kiyoshi Hasegawa, commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet, sat in a large leather chair, the star on his epaulettes gleaming coldly in the dim light.

His face showed deep fatigue, and his right hand was wrapped in a thick bandage fixed to his chest. It was the mark left by the shrapnel that hit him at the Hongkou Headquarters a few days ago.

But at this moment, his spirit had recovered a lot, and the majesty and sharpness belonging to the fleet commander were once again condensed in his eyes.

Sitting opposite him was Lieutenant Yoshida Hayato, a staff officer stationed in Shanghai from the Military Police Headquarters.

Yoshida Yuto's uniform was neat and meticulous, and his expression was respectful with a hint of youthful sharpness, but it could not hide the bloodshot eyes and slight fatigue caused by days of hard work.

Hasegawa Kiyoshi's gaze first fell on a summary of a document on the low coffee table in front of him, which had just been presented by his adjutant and was stamped "Top Secret." Then he slowly raised his gaze and fell on Yoshida Hayato's face.

He was silent for a moment, and the only sound in the room was the monotonous noise coming from outside the porthole.