Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Ruthless and Vicious Japanese Devils

Ye Shaohong muttered to himself, but showed no sign of it on the surface.

Watching the field agents from the Operations Division handcuff Bao Minghui, Ye Shaohong stepped forward and tore off Bao Minghui's collar.

Ye Shaohong nodded in satisfaction as he watched the potassium cyanide pills fall to the ground.

"Alright, tell me about the situation outside."

"How are the casualties among our brothers?"

Ye Shaohong really didn't want to bring this up, but he still had to ask.

Otherwise, it will discourage your subordinates.

"Not good!" "This guy's resistance was too fierce. The brothers were unprepared and he shot one of them dead and wounded two others."

"Three other people were injured by the Type 97 grenade. One of them was seriously injured and lost a leg. Even if he survives today, he will probably have to live on crutches for the rest of his life."

When the topic of casualties among the team members came up, the squad leader who was cooperating with Ye Shaohong also looked pained. At the end of his speech, he turned around and glared fiercely at Bao Minghui.

His gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to skin Bao Minghui alive.

"Condolences!"

“I know that for the brothers who have been injured or killed, no amount of nice words will make a difference. The only thing I can do for them is to make sure that their sacrifices and contributions are not ignored or forgotten.”

"When I get back to the operations section, I will personally report what happened to Team Leader Zheng and ask him to doubly compensate the brothers who were injured or killed."

Ye Shaohong's words were neither grand in their benevolence nor passionate in their rhetoric, but their strength lay in their sincerity.

The news reached the ears of the other surviving team members, instantly turning their eyes red with anger.

"Thank you!"

On behalf of my brothers, I thank Mr. Ye!

The team leader, whose eyes were bloodshot, took a step back and solemnly bowed deeply to Ye Shaohong.

"Don't!"

“I cannot accept such a grand gesture. You risked your lives to serve the country and deserve the respect and recognition you are entitled to.”

"You deserve this."

After a brief reassurance, Ye Shaohong immediately arranged for people to search the entire courtyard, paying particular attention to the nooks and crannies.

In these places, there are likely to be dark rooms and secret compartments.

If he can find the Spring Rain Group's transmitter and codebook, he will make even greater contributions on top of what he has accomplished today.

It will also bring endless benefits.

While the field agents from the Operations Section were searching the courtyard, Ye Shaohong picked up the Nambu Type 14 pistol from the ground.

He had just had some doubts.

Why was it that when the two men simultaneously raised their guns to duel, he successfully fired, while his opponent stood there dumbfounded?

It's definitely not because the other party was kind-hearted.

But what is the reason for that?

With a sense of doubt, Ye Shaohong disengaged the safety of the Nambu Type 14 pistol. The moment he turned it on, Ye Shaohong smiled.

"Did it get stuck?"

"It's really a blessing from heaven that I could encounter something like this in the midst of a life-or-death crisis."

"This should also be considered a kind of indirect luck."

Ye Shaohong's actions were not kept secret from Bao Minghui. When the bullet fell, it was clear that Bao Minghui's lips twitched slightly.

"Hey!"

"Judging from your expression, you're really not convinced, huh?"

"If you're not happy about it, then keep it to yourself. It's your own fault for designing this gun flawed. That was just a jam. If you had encountered the rare case of breech reflection, would you have cried out in despair?"

Ye Shaohong walked up to Bao Minghui, raised his hand and slapped Bao Minghui's cheek hard, making Bao Minghui tremble with anger.

After feeling relieved, Ye Shaohong turned and left the room.

He went directly to the side of the courtyard wall.

Using the faint moonlight, Ye Shaohong moved aside the soil under the courtyard wall, and rows of suspended, stacked tiles immediately came into view.

"The bottom is hollowed out, tiles are suspended on top, and a thin layer of soil is sprinkled on the surface."

"Borrowing this ingenious design to serve as his early warning system, it's no wonder that when the Secret Service's field agents scaled the wall to enter the courtyard, there was a sound of tiles breaking."

"But his design has a flaw. Wouldn't it be perfect if he kept a dog in the yard?"

"This vulnerability isn't hard to spot, so why didn't he patch it?"

Just as one question was resolved, a new one arose in Ye Shaohong's mind. He was puzzled and about to return to his room to ask Bao Minghui for an answer when a burst of cheers and shouts suddenly came from inside the room.

"found it."

"There's a hidden compartment here, I see the telegraph machine." The shout from inside the room flashed through Ye Shaohong's mind like a thunderclap. His body stiffened abruptly, and then he immediately understood everything.

"Oh shit!"

"What a cunning and treacherous beast! He's deliberately setting a trap for people."

Cursing under his breath, Ye Shaohong immediately started running. He strode back to the door of the room in a few steps, shouting loudly at the same time.

"do not move."

"Don't touch that transmitter, be careful of booby traps."

Because he was too emotional, Ye Shaohong's shout was quite loud and entered the room, causing the operations team field operative who had already reached out to take the transmitter from the hidden compartment to freeze in place.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead and temples.

"No...no way." Just then, Ye Shaohong walked in.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out by having someone knowledgeable take a look!"

"Most of the people in your squad are from the military. Do you have any experts who are good at setting up booby traps? If so, call them over immediately."

Ye Shaohong's words sent a chill down the spines of the remaining field agents in the operations department, and then one of them stepped forward.

"I know a bit about mine laying techniques."

"Let me see."

As this person stepped forward, Ye Shaohong keenly noticed that Bao Minghui, who had already been taken into custody, immediately showed a look of disappointment on his face.

"Hold!"

"I was right, those little devils are really vicious." As Ye Shaohong had expected, things unfolded exactly as he had anticipated. Under the careful observation of this military expert who knew how to lay and dismantle mines, he quickly discovered the booby trap's fuse in a corner of the hidden compartment.

They then easily dismantled it.

Upon seeing this scene, the field operative from the operations department who had just discovered the hidden compartment was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"call!"

"What a close call! We were so close, so very close! We would have all died here today."

"You damn Japanese devil, I'll kill you."

Having just teetered on the brink of death, he was filled with rage. He scrambled to his feet, walked up to Bao Minghui, and kicked him.

"Just vent your anger, don't kill him."

Ye Shaohong didn't stop the man, only giving a curt reply before walking to the hidden compartment. He watched as the expert at defusing the bomb slowly retrieved the transmitter and then reached inside the compartment. Soon, a thin book came into Ye Shaohong's view.

"Codebook!"

"Haha! Brothers, we're rich! With this codebook, the reward for this operation will at least double."

"Just wait and see, you can drink and eat meat!"