Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Mitsuda Shojin quickly leaned over and heard the other party spitting blood while saying intermittently, "Money...money..."

Mitsuda Shoma. . . . . . .

What a good soldier! He remembered to ask for money even when he was about to die.

Mitsuda Sho didn't know how to express his feelings at the moment, he could only look into the other person's eager eyes and nodded seriously.

"Don't worry. Although this is not Captain Yingqi's order, I will ask the captain to subsidize your pension."

Mitsuda Sho was a little hesitant when talking about the pension. The man hasn't died yet, and he's already talking about the pension. Isn't that a bit too much?

But judging from what the other party said, this is obviously what he wanted to ask.

After receiving Mitsuda Sho's assurance, the soldier's eyes lit up. Then he fell down, his head tilted, and stopped moving.

"Sir, the military doctor is here! The military doctor..." The military policeman who ran to find the military doctor rushed to Mitsuda Shouma, and just as he finished speaking, he saw his companion who had died, and he couldn't finish the rest of the words.

Mitsuda Shoma stood up with a stern face and turned to look at the last military policeman coming up from the basement.

"What happened! Who attacked you? Where are the rest of you?"

"I didn't see the person who fired the gun. The others were shot dead!" The military policeman who was carrying the people with Hu Bin stood up and said, then pointed at Hu Bin, "He saw it! He helped me carry Hinata-kun up."

Mitsuda Shojin turned to look at Hu Bin. "You are not bad. I will remember you. You are a friend of our military police. Now please tell me, who attacked you?"

Hu Bin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his bet was right.

This time he shouldn't have to die.

As for the policemen under them, except for Section Chief Guan Xueguan, the rest are free to do whatever they want, it would be better if they were all dead.

You are not good people. You actually let me and Wu Peng come to send heads to scout. Now I have done my best and it is amazing. Who will go back to fight with you? No, it is to form a group. I look down on you!

"Reporting to the lady, it was the police who started shooting as soon as they saw this lady." Hu Bin said, pointing at the military police lying on the ground.

It was obvious that Hu Bin had already regarded himself as a member of the gendarmerie. Not only did he not feel embarrassed, but he also felt a sense of excitement as if he had escaped a disaster.

"Yoshi, you are really great, and a true friend of our military police."

As they were talking, Taniguchi Mayu ran in from outside.

"Mitsuda, what's going on? Listen to your people come out and call for the military doctor."

Mitsuda Shojin pointed at the military police on the ground. "They were beaten to death by the police. They hid in the basement and my men couldn't get in. Several of them died."

"Baga! They all deserve to die! They killed our warriors again! Mitsuda, you stay here and I'll go out and report."

After saying this, Taniguchi Mayu turned around and rushed out again. He wanted to tell Itai Yudai and the others the news.

The highest-ranking official on the scene right now is Shunsuke Nakamura, but the one who really makes the decisions is Itai Yudai.

A few minutes later, all the military police who came to the police department were informed of something.

The military police urgently need to organize a group of death squads to carry out assault operations. As long as these death squads can successfully complete the mission, whether they die or not, they will receive generous rewards.

Among them, the dead can receive a pension of 10,000 yen, the wounded can receive 3,000 yen in nutrition expenses, and the living can also receive a reward of 2,000 yen.

As soon as the news came out, the entire gendarmerie was in an uproar.

Almost every military policeman went crazy and couldn't wait to urge their squad leaders to sign up for them.

If they were not currently carrying out the blockade mission, they would have probably gone to the registration office in person and volunteered to join the suicide squad.

Although it was rumored that several military police had unfortunately died in the battle, the huge temptation and impact brought by the 10,000 yen made them not afraid of life and death.

quickly,

Itai Yudai quickly organized a team of twenty soldiers.

They took off their helmets, tied white cloth strips with "Victory" written on them tightly around their heads, and hung several Type 97 grenades around their necks. These were the "little melons" that Hu Bin had thrown before.

At this time, Itai Yudai stood in front of the team, waving his command knife with a fanatical and ferocious expression.

"Warriors! Now is the time to sacrifice our lives for the Empire!"

Itai Yudai shouted hoarsely, his voice full of determination and fanaticism.

"Let's show the true spirit of the samurai and destroy all the enemies who dare to stand in our way! Onboard!"

"Aboard! Aboard!" Everyone present shouted in unison, as if to release the courage and determination in their hearts.

Then, someone brought bowls of sake and placed them in front of the twenty warriors who were about to go to the battle.

"Come on, drink this cup of fine wine from your hometown. Even if you die on the battlefield, your soul can return to your hometown." Itai Yudai held up his command knife in one hand and a glass of sake in the other, and drank it all in one gulp heroically.

The twenty warriors took the wine glasses fearlessly, with a determined light in their eyes. They raised their heads and drank it all, feeling the taste of their hometown and the spiritual excitement brought by the yen, feeling that every cell in their brain was reveling.

Then, after throwing the cups, the military police suicide squad began to take the Type 38 rifles handed over by their companions. There was a mad and resolute light in their eyes, as if a ball of blazing flames was burning.

"I will be right behind you. I want to see the warriors fight to the death! Get on board!"

Nakagawa Ken also stood up with a white cloth tied around his neck, his voice high and passionate, full of contempt for death and desire for victory.

"Board! Board!" When the twenty military police heard that Ken Nakagawa would go with them to witness their heroic moment, they felt their blood boiling.

Their eyes revealed a firm determination, and they seemed ready to sacrifice everything for the ten thousand yen.

"Yoshi! Charge, board, charge!" Nakagawa Ken raised his command knife and pointed at the police station, whose front wall had been lost, as if issuing a final challenge to the enemy.

As his order was given, twenty gendarmes who had already fallen into a state of madness, stretched out their short legs and rushed towards the police station like a group of hungry wolves, the bayonets of their Type 38 rifles flashing coldly in the sunlight.

"Board! Board!" They charged forward while shouting slogans, expressing their inner desire for the Japanese yen at the top of their lungs.

Their voices echoed throughout the battlefield, making their companions envious and jealous.

Seeing that the death squad had already set off, Itai Yudai then instructed Taniguchi Mayu, "Notify Mitsuda Shoma that after the death squad enters the basement, have his men immediately follow up to support them and make sure to destroy the police's resistance with one strike!"

"Hi!" Taniguchi Mayu responded and quickly ran towards the lobby of the police department.

"Mr. Itai, it might be unsafe if you let Ken Nakagawa go. He won't care about anything when he starts fighting." Yoshida Hayato walked over.

"It doesn't matter. I have already told him everything. He is the only one who can stop the soldiers' attack at the critical moment. Don't worry, there will be no problem."

Itai Yudai said calmly, and at this moment he looked like a commander, not a lackey following Zhou Zhengqing.