Republic of China: German-equipped divisions massacred as warlords guarded the nation's borders

"One hundred and seven..."

His voice was soft, yet it carried a chilling coldness.

"One hundred and seven spies, thirteen of whom were officers at the regimental level or above."

Mo Lanzhi stood to the side, head bowed: "Young Marshal, the list has been verified. In addition to thirteen officers at the regimental level or above, there are sixteen battalion-level officers, twenty-four company-level officers, and fifty-four informants distributed in various departments."

"Alright." Chen Zijun nodded. "Since they've gotten their hands on my plate, then chop them off. And don't limit it to Shanghai; expand it to the five southeastern provinces. I'll talk to the old man; as for the rest, you take care of it..."

He stood up, walked to the map, and ran his finger across the map of the five provinces of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian, Anhui, and Jiangxi.

"Issue a swift and decisive crackdown order."

"At midnight tonight, the Military Intelligence Bureau will mobilize its entire force, cooperating with various garrison troops, to make simultaneous arrests in Shanghai, and then expand to the five southeastern provinces."

"No matter who it is, no matter how many people are involved, leave no one alive."

"Yes!" Moranzhi's voice was loud and clear.

"And one more thing." Chen Zijun turned around, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Once you catch them, execute them all. Gather their bodies at the Shanghai Railway Station."

Mo Lanzhi paused for a moment: "Gather at the train station?"

"Yes." Chen Zijun laughed, a laugh that sent chills down one's spine. "I'm going to send them a big gift."

"to whom?"

"Over in Guangzhou."

……

Midnight in Shanghai.

The entire intelligence agency was mobilized.

In coordination with various garrison units, arrests were simultaneously carried out in more than a dozen cities, including Shanghai, Hangzhou, Nanjing, Suzhou, Fuzhou, Xiamen, Ningbo, Shaoxing, Jiaxing, Huzhou, Jinhua, Quzhou, and Lishui.

The movements were swift, precise, and ruthless, leaving no survivors.

In a high-class teahouse by West Lake in Hangzhou, three secret spies from the Changyi clique, dressed in long gowns, were having a secret meeting. Amidst the fragrant tea, they chatted and laughed, completely unaware of the danger.

Suddenly, the teahouse door was kicked open.

More than a dozen fully armed agents rushed in, their dark gun barrels pointed directly at them.

"Don't move!"

Before the three spies could even draw their guns, they were pinned to the ground.

"Ah! What are you doing! I'm a law-abiding businessman!" one of them shouted as he struggled.

"A law-abiding businessman?" The special agent captain sneered, stepping on his face. "A law-abiding businessman carries a military codebook?"

The man instantly went limp.

In a foreign firm in Xiaguan, Nanjing, a bribed quartermaster officer is meeting with his liaison in Guangzhou. They are sitting in a private room, with a thick wad of banknotes on the table.

"Here's the list for this batch of weapons, take a look." The liaison pushed a document over.

Just as the quartermaster was about to reach for it, the door was kicked open.

"Don't move!"

The secret agents rushed in and immediately pinned the two men down.

The military intelligence they uncovered was enough to warrant his execution ten times over.

At a dock in Ningbo, a spy disguised as a businessman was carrying a suitcase, preparing to escape to Guangzhou by boat. He had just reached the ticket gate when he was stopped by several plainclothes agents.

"Sir, please come with us."

"Who are you? I'm calling the police!" the man said, his voice trembling with fear.

"Why are you calling the police?" the agent sneered. "We are the police."

They handcuffed him and dragged him onto the torture vehicle.

In a military camp in Suzhou, four officers who had infiltrated Chen's army were sleeping. When the door was kicked open, they were dragged out of bed before they could even put their trousers on properly.

"What are you doing! I'm an officer! I need to see the commander!" one of them shouted as he struggled.

"An officer?" the special agent captain sneered. "That's why we're arresting you, precisely because you're an officer."

"I'm innocent! I'm completely innocent!"

"Innocence?" The special agent captain threw a document in his face. "Then how do you explain the contact records on this?"

The man looked at the document, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

Overnight, hundreds of spies, compradors, and bribed officials from the southern camp in the five provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang were all arrested.

There was no trial, no defense.

Execute him by firing squad.

On the shore of West Lake in Hangzhou, three spies were brought to the lake and made to kneel with their backs to the water.

Bang bang bang!

Three gunshots rang out, and three people fell into the lake, their blood staining the clear water red.

In Xiaguan, Nanjing, the quartermaster officer and his liaison were taken to the execution ground.

"I have something to say! I have something to say!" the quartermaster officer shouted desperately.

boom!

One shot to the head, and his words remained forever stuck in his throat.

At the Ningbo dock, spies disguised as merchants were brought ashore.

"I am innocent! I am innocent!" he cried.

boom!

The bullet pierced his heart, and he fell into a pool of blood, never to make a sound again.

In the Suzhou apartment, four military officers were escorted into the courtyard.

"I am the commander's man! I want to see the commander. I studied for the Chen family, I risked my life for the Chen family, you can't kill me!" one of them shouted as he struggled.

Bang bang bang!

Four gunshots rang out, four people fell, and blood stained the courtyard red.

Hundreds of people were executed overnight.

Before dawn, hundreds of bodies were gathered at Shanghai Railway Station.

……

8:00 AM, Shanghai Railway Station.

A freight train was already parked there.

The steam locomotive was billowing black smoke, and a faint smell of blood emanated from the carriage.

Chen Zijun stood on the platform, watching dozens of coffins being loaded onto trucks.

Each coffin contained the body of a high-ranking spy.

Wang Boshan's body was also among them.

He was wearing a military uniform with medals pinned to his chest, and the blood hole between his eyebrows was clearly visible.

"Young Marshal," an adjutant approached and handed over a document, "this is the receipt."

Chen Zijun took the document, picked up a brush, and dipped it in ink.

He wrote a line on the paper.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, carrying a sense of killing intent.

If you reach out, you'll be chopped off.

He stuffed the receipt into an envelope and threw it into Wang Boshan's coffin.

"Let's go," he said.

The train slowly started moving, its wheels clanging against the rails.

The train departed Shanghai and headed towards Guangzhou.

Chen Zijun stood on the platform, watching the train disappear into the distance, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Chiang Kai-shek, please accept this great gift."

……

Guangzhou headquarters.

10:00 AM.

Chiang Kai-shek was reviewing documents in his office.

He didn't look well; a series of recent news from Jiangsu and Zhejiang had made him very irritable.

Wang Boshan has gone missing.

The intelligence network in Jiangsu and Zhejiang was also cut off.

He had a bad feeling.

Dai Zhijian hurried in: "Principal, a freight train has arrived from Shanghai, saying it's to deliver something to you."

"Send something?" Chiang Kai-shek frowned.

"Damn it, why would Chen Zijun be so kind as to send me something?"

"Yes."

Chiang Kai-shek sneered: "What does he want? To sue for peace?"

"I don't know. The train has arrived at the station, and they said it has your signature on it."

"Let's go take a look." Chiang Kai-shek stood up, straightened his uniform, and said, "I want to see what he's up to..."