Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Yao Wenkang's wife hugged Yao Wenkang tightly with horror on her face, but was soon pushed away roughly.

Yao Wenkang took a step forward and put his head close to the muzzle of Maruno Ichiro's pistol.

His voice was low and firm. "Shoot me, please don't hand my wife and children over to the police for torture."

After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was ready to die.

His wife, holding their two young children, stood silently behind Yao Wenkang, her face full of despair and despair.

Ichiro Maruno pulled the holster expressionlessly and completed the loading of the pistol.

However, as time passed, he never pulled the trigger.

The atmosphere became extremely tense, as if one could hear everyone's heartbeat.

Ten seconds later, Maruno Ichiro sighed and laughed at himself. "You Chinese are really stubborn. Okay, this is for you."

As he said this, he put away the pistol. He pulled the rope around his neck with his left hand, pulled out a metal whistle from his clothes, and pulled it out with force. He pressed it hard against Yao Wenkang's chest.

"Take this and blow two long and one short notes. Run from the left. Keep running towards the east of the city. Whether you can survive depends on your luck."

When Yao Wenkang caught the metal whistle, Maruno Ichiro dragged his injured leg and retreated to the back door.

Behind Yao Wenkang, who was still in a daze, Maruno Ichiro shouted, "Baka! Get out of here!"

. . . . . . . . . . .

Tired. Really tired.

Yao Wenkang felt that he had never been so tired in his life. He could barely hold his son.

My wife, who was standing next to me, was already more than two meters behind me, but she didn't say a word to me and continued to follow closely, holding my daughter in her arms.

The ground is very slippery, and sometimes you will fall if you are not careful. When you run fast, it hurts so much to fall.

I just fell and the back of my hand is scratched.

He didn't know how long he had been running. There was no one on the road, and he could hear the sound of chaotic footsteps in the distance behind him.

He knew that it was the police chasing them.

The whistle that the man gave him was bitten in Yao Wenkang's mouth. I don't know what happened to the Japanese devil. But I heard gunshots in the distance. He should not be dead yet.

He took a deep breath and blew the whistle in his mouth.

Beep. . Beep. . Beep.

The whistle had just sounded a few times when the wife behind him suddenly fell down again, and cried out in pain.

Yao Wenkang stopped and turned around to see how his wife and daughter were doing.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the distance.

Beep. Beep. Beep

The sound was very small, but Yao Wenkang was sure he heard it. It was the sound of a whistle.

Yao Wenkang listened carefully, quickly put down his son, took two breaths, put the whistle to his lips, and blew hard.

There were footsteps coming from a nearby street corner.

"Quick, they're there!"

bang bang

Gunshots rang out, followed by the woman's muffled moan of pain.

Yao Wenkang was shocked and didn't have time to react. He turned around and protected his wife and child. He and his wife no longer had the strength to run. All he wanted at this moment was to protect the lives of his wife and child.

The expected bullets did not come. Instead, a burst of gunfire was heard from the other end of the street.

That was the sound of the Japanese's heavy machine guns.

Yao Wenkang looked up subconsciously and saw a group of more than a dozen military police with rifles in the lead, followed by three-wheeled vehicles and trucks.

Looking back, they saw five or six policemen chasing them. Two of them had already fallen, and the remaining few were running away screaming.

Yao Wenkang, who was relieved, had time to check on his wife. Fortunately, the bullet did not hit her vital parts, but only her arm.

The two children were well protected and not harmed.

"Wenkang! Do you really want to listen to that Japanese guy? Do you want to betray the organization?"

"What are you talking about? How could I betray the organization?!"

"Then why did you listen to that Japanese and call the Japs here!" Yao Wenkang's face was filled with pain, and no one knew whether it was because of the gunshot wound or the pain of her husband's betrayal.

Yao Wenkang said bitterly.

"Do you think I want to surrender to the enemy? It's the superiors' request that we cooperate with the military police in the arrest."

"What!" the wife was shocked.

"I don't know why. The order from our superiors is that if the military police come to arrest us, we must cooperate. They said that we will know the reason after we are arrested."

"Then why didn't you cooperate with those military police just now?"

“How did I know they were military police? They weren’t wearing military police uniforms. I only knew about them when they identified themselves to the police.

I just didn't expect them to be attacked. Things seem to be getting out of control. The Chinese police wanted to kill us, but in the end, the ones who protected us were the Japanese. It's really ironic."

"Sir, there are two Chinese here! And two children!! They are the military police's whistles!"

Nakagawa Ken ran over with his command knife in hand. When he saw Yao Wenkang, he was stunned for a moment. Then he pointed at the metal whistle in Yao Wenkang's hand and asked quickly.

"Where did you get the whistle?"

Yao Wenkang thought of his superior's order and spoke in a complicated tone. "My name is Yao Wenkang, she is my wife. This is our child."

After hearing this, Nakagawa Ken reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper. He opened it and started to examine it.

In less than a minute, he folded the paper and put it back in his pocket. He asked in confusion.

"Why are you here? Where did the whistle come from?"

"Your military police gave it to him. They were attacked."

"What? Attack! Baga, who! Who attacked them? Where are they now?" Ken Nakagawa rushed over and picked up Yao Wenkang.

"When we ran, there was only one left. The others were killed by the police. Right at my dental office!"

"Baga!! Police! Damn it!" Ken Nakagawa let go of Yao Wenkang and waved his fists tightly.

"I just heard gunshots over there."

"Hurry! Come with me and lead the way." Upon hearing this, Ken Nakagawa grabbed Yao Wenkang and ran towards the truck.

Halfway through the run, he thought of something and shouted to a few soldiers on the side.

"You guys, bandage his wife, and then escort him and the child back to the cargo yard!"

Without waiting for Yao Wenkang to say anything, he pushed him into the passenger seat of the truck and squeezed in himself.

"Hurry up, show the way!"

. . . . . . . . . .

Ten minutes later, the military police arrived at Yao Wenkang's dental clinic.

But, what surprised everyone was.

At this time, there were more than a dozen policemen's bodies lying in the dental clinic, and Maruno Ichiro was struggling to move the bodies of several of his companions.

I looked up and saw Ken Nakagawa coming. Ichiro Maruno limped out with his injured leg.

"Maruno Ichiro! What the hell is going on!?"

"Sir! They're all dead! They're all dead... Ugh..."

"Baga! Don't shed tears. We are military police and we can't shed tears. Tell me! Who are the enemies? I will kill them all!"

"They were from the police department. A few of them escaped. The rest are here."

"You fought them off by yourself!" Ken Nakagawa looked incredulous.

Maruno Ichiro looked a little unnatural, but he still nodded. However, he couldn't help but glance at Yao Wenkang, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Yoshi! You didn't disgrace the honor of our military police. You're great!" Nakagawa Ken patted Maruno Ichiro on the shoulder. "Hey! Come and bandage our warriors."

Soon, a military doctor came up to give Ichiro Maruno emergency treatment.

At this time, Nakagawa Ken walked into the dental clinic. Looking at the bodies of the three military policemen lying on the ground, he could not hide the murderous intent on his face.