Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

This news is really explosive. It's not surprising that there's a mole named Su Mingzhe in Chang'an Station. There are all kinds of birds in a forest, and there are always a few scoundrels with no bottom line.

But the fact that the mole was Japanese is terrifying.

However, the Military Intelligence Investigation Department has extremely strict vetting procedures, and only those with impeccable family backgrounds are allowed to join.

The Japanese spy must have gone to great lengths to infiltrate the area; even his family members were Japanese who had been posing as infiltrators for decades before finally passing the screening.

Just as Su Mingzhe was about to strike while the iron was hot and continue to extract intelligence, the voice of a guard rang out from outside the door.

"Team Leader Su, the announcement regarding your promotion has been released. The station chief invites you and the entire Operations Section to a celebration banquet."

Su Mingzhe nodded and said, "Tell the stationmaster I'll be right there."

If Li Qi were to invite him to the celebration banquet, Su Mingzhe would definitely refuse. The case has reached a crucial point, and postponing it for a few days would not be a problem; Li Qi would certainly understand.

But with the stationmaster's personal invitation, he was still the main character at the banquet, and Su Mingzhe dared not refuse.

Although they caught a few Japanese spies, seized a radio, and discovered evidence of Xiao Zhenguang's collusion with the Japanese, Su Mingzhe, as a newcomer, dared to act arrogantly towards the station chief based on these achievements. If he were to achieve even greater success in the future, wouldn't the entire Chang'an Station belong to Su?

If Su Mingzhe really dares to do that, he might get shot in the back one day when he goes on a mission.

No KMT leader would allow their rule to be threatened; any meritorious official who stood in their way would face certain death.

The guards from the interrogation department were summoned to keep a close watch on them, and Su Mingzhe led Shen Beiluo Dayou to the victory celebration banquet.

The victory banquet was held at the Natural Terrace Restaurant, one of the most upscale restaurants in Chang'an at the time.

The entire restaurant was booked out that day, so naturally no money was paid; it was a completely free meal and drinks.

Stepping into this restaurant is like entering a magnificent palace.

The interior was decorated in a magnificent and opulent style, with dazzling lights reflecting off the golden decorative lines and exquisite murals, creating a radiant and grand atmosphere.

Every detail exudes luxury and sophistication, from the magnificent chandeliers on the ceiling to the soft carpets on the floor, all of which are breathtaking.

Looking up, the table was laden with delicious food, a dazzling array of dishes.

On one side is an exquisite Western meal, set with elegant tableware. Tender steaks exude an enticing aroma, colorful salads are like works of art, and rich red wine sways with a captivating luster in transparent stemmed glasses.

On the other side are various traditional Chinese dishes: the steaming braised pork belly is bright red and not greasy; the steamed fish is tender and smooth with a rich aroma; and the Kung Pao chicken is delicious and mouthwatering.

It seems the station manager takes this celebration banquet very seriously.

Come to think of it, this is the greatest achievement Chang'an Station has made since its establishment, and it is only right for the stationmaster to take this opportunity to boost morale and inspire the people.

As the banquet began, a colonel with graying hair walked to the podium and slowly raised his glass.

Upon seeing this, everyone stopped their noisy conversation, stood up from their seats, raised their glasses, and looked at the stationmaster on the podium.

"This first glass of wine is a tribute to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield of intelligence for the Party and the country."

After saying that, he poured the wine on the ground, and everyone else did the same.

"This second toast is to all my colleagues at Chang'an Station. I hope we can work together with sincerity and make new achievements."

With a tilt of his head back, the stationmaster downed the wine in his glass, and the crowd below also drank their wine.

"This third toast is for the entire team of the operation. Thank you for bringing glory to Chang'an Station, to the Party and the country, and to the Chinese people!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the first group went up on stage.

The station chief then toasted each of them, taking only a small sip, but for the grassroots action team members, this was already a great honor.

As soon as the stationmaster finished toasting, a clerk went around distributing rewards to everyone.

The standard is 200 legal tender per ordinary soldier, 300 legal tender per team leader and deputy team leader, and 500 legal tender per deputy group leader.

The stationmaster walked up to Xu Zhi, clinked glasses with him, and drank the remaining half-full glass of wine in one gulp.

"Lieutenant Xu Zhi, as one of the main leaders of the Azalea Squad, you have made outstanding contributions. Therefore, you are hereby promoted to lieutenant deputy squad leader. We hope that you will live up to the expectations of the Party and the country and make further contributions!"

After saying that, Li Qi walked over and personally helped Xu Zhi put on his lieutenant's shoulder insignia.

Finally, the stationmaster walked up to Su Mingzhe and patted his right arm.

"Excellent, well done!"

Next, the clerk filled the stationmaster's empty wine glass.

After clinking glasses with Su Mingzhe, the stationmaster downed the entire glass of wine.

"Lieutenant Su Mingzhe, since you joined the cause of the Party and the country, you have always been at the forefront and your loyalty is commendable."

Now, with the nation facing a crisis, surrounded by powerful enemies from the outside and fraught with internal troubles, it is a critical moment for us to serve the Party and the country.

Your contributions this time are of great importance, and you are hereby promoted to Lieutenant Deputy Group Leader and Acting Group Leader of the First Group, and awarded the Seventh Class Order of the Cloud Banner.

I hope you will keep in mind the important trust placed in you by the Party and the country, uphold your belief in the Three Principles of the People, and continue to carry forward your courageous and fearless spirit.

With even firmer resolve and more decisive action, let us never forget our original aspirations; the future of the Party and the nation rests on your shoulders.

Then, the station chief tore off the second lieutenant's epaulettes from Su Mingzhe's shoulder and personally replaced them with lieutenant's epaulettes. The seventh-class Yunhui Medal was then hung on the left lapel.

This left Su Mingzhe completely bewildered. The stationmaster's level of attention towards him had exceeded his expectations, and he was truly flattered.

"Station Chief Xie, Mingzhe will certainly live up to your expectations and make new contributions!"

Then he gave a solemn military salute.

This scene brought the banquet to a climax. When Su Mingzhe returned to his seat from the podium, he was surrounded by a group of officers.

"Congratulations, Team Leader Su! You've achieved so much at such a young age. Your future is truly limitless!"

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Then came a barrage of compliments, with everyone offering him a toast.

However, Su Mingzhe, though a junior, did not show the same respect to his colleagues as the station chief. He said he had official business to attend to and replaced the wine with tea, clinking glasses with each of them in response.

Upon hearing that he had official business to attend to, everyone expressed their understanding.

Just then, a soldier rushed into the banquet, panting heavily, looking flustered, his eyes darting around as if searching for something.

Then he ran towards the stationmaster.

Upon hearing the soldiers' whispers, the stationmaster's smile vanished instantly, and he smashed his wine glass on the ground.

The previously noisy celebration party instantly fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and everyone turned their attention to the stationmaster.

"What? You're saying the newly captured Japanese spy and the two guards are dead?"