Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

Ten minutes later, with two gunshots, the mentality of the Manchurian railway soldiers who were tied up in front of the machine gun position began to collapse.

"Wow, wow, mom, I can't go back!"

"Ah...ah...I don't want to die..."

"Da-mee...Da-mee...Da-meeyo!"

The two gunshots were like the fore-swing of the sword of Damocles, causing many people to shed tears and snot, and some even wet their pants.

The expected massacre did not begin, but the man who said "Da Mie" was still hit by the butt of a patrolling military police's rifle!

Three minutes later, Tanegashima Kenji came out with his men, and with him came a bloody stranger, who was the one who had resisted.

The desperately resisting deputy team leader of the Manchurian Railway, Shiraishi Ying, was shot in the left shoulder, and it seemed that only half of his right hand was left, which was simply bandaged.

Hashimoto Osamu, with a relaxed look on his face, and Togo Heirokuro, with cold sweat on his forehead, were walking at the back, carrying a stretcher on which lay the hostage-torn member of their investigation team.

"Colonel! Please listen to my explanation... This team leader Shiraishi Ying was actually just fired by our Mantetsu. What he did has nothing to do with us!" As soon as Sangoku Hisamitsu came out, he ran to Zhou Ke to explain.

"Lieutenant Hashimoto, how is our brother?" Zhou Ke ignored Hisamitsu Sengoku and went straight to Hashimoto Osamu and the other man.

"Sir, his injury is not fatal but it is serious!" Togo Heirokuro said excitedly. His colleague was already injured, so he couldn't attack him again!

"Captain Matsuda, this is a very serious skin injury. You must get treatment immediately, otherwise even a god won't be able to save you if you get infected!"

The old military doctor who came with them glanced at Sengoku Hisamitsu who was listening carefully beside him, and said in a matter-of-fact manner with a worried look on his face.

He was not talking nonsense. The wounded man looked very seriously beaten, but in fact it only looked very seriously. Of course, some of the wounds were still a little deep.

If you don't receive timely treatment and wait for ten days or half a month, you may recover on your own. Of course, under special circumstances, the probability of death from infection is still about one in a thousand.

"Take him to treatment immediately, and triple the injury allowance! And don't forget to take photos as evidence."

Taking pictures is the key point in Zhou Ke’s words. After all, if you don’t take pictures now, it may not look as serious as it is now in two days!

"Colonel, you don't have to spend money on the treatment. We, the Mantetsu Railway, will pay for it! Just tell us how much money you need!" When his friend saw that the man was not dead, Sangoku Hisamitsu hurried over to give him money.

"How can we take your gold bars!" Zhou Ke knocked away the gold bars and banknotes in Xianshi Jiuguang's hand, and said with dissatisfaction as if his personality was insulted.

As the gold bar was accurately knocked down near the stomach of the wounded man on the stretcher, the motionless gendarme instantly raised his hand and silently collected the gold bar.

As for the banknotes, perhaps because the wind was too strong near the dock, they all flew into the old military doctor's pocket and became medical fees.

"I...I..." Hisamitsu Sengoku looked at the operation that was completed in an instant in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"What do you mean by 'you'! Mr. Yokoyama, get your men to seal off the dock! Kenji, you will be responsible for taking care of these people from the Mantetsu!" Zhou Ke didn't wait for Hisamitsu Sengoku to say anything else. After giving the order, he turned around and called the headquarters.

There is still a lot of cargo at this dock. Although today's incident is beneficial to them, it is still somewhat inappropriate for Zhou Ke to eat all these things by himself.

Asking for help from the Military Police Headquarters would not only expand the results of the battle, but also make the subsequent looting more legal!

"Sir, the Shimizu Regiment accidentally went to the wrong dock and went to another dock of the Manchuria Railway! Then they found prohibited items there and asked for our assistance!" A signalman came running over to report.

"Mr. Mori, it's your turn to work!" Zhou Ke Chong ordered Mori Hiromoto, who had been eager to get started.

"Mr. Matsuda, don't worry! By the way, how many people should I take with me?" Hiromoto Mori asked excitedly.

"Just take your guard team with you. There's no need for more people. We're just going there to be the mascot in charge of counting the items. The people from the Qingshui League will be eager to do the heavy work!" Zhou Ke thought for a moment and then gave the order.

In fact, there are more or less contraband items used for smuggling profit in every large and small dock in Shanghai, but the military police usually don't care.

But today, the Manchurian Railway has offended their gendarmerie, and this kind of condoned thing will instantly be escalated into a violation of laws and regulations and one of the handles used to convict.

Less than half an hour after Zhou Ke reported to his superiors, Major General Tokugawa arrived at the dock with a smile on his face, leading the urgently assembled military police headquarters transport team.

"Zhen Ping, you are amazing. I haven't seen you recently, but you have become more capable and better than before!"

At this time, Major General Tokugawa was really happy, the biggest reason being that Zhou Ke did a great job. And because he was Zhou Ke's nominal superior, he would definitely get more profits than other generals.

Tokugawa Yuichi didn't care about the money. He was mainly pleased to see that his juniors did not use their power to break the rules.

"Uncle Youyi, you are too kind. It's true that the Mantetsu went too far this time. Not only did they carry out a public assassination, they also detained my men! In the end, they had no choice but to take action." Zhou Ke looked very helpless when he said this.

"Zhen Ping, as long as you are right, even if you are only slightly right, just do it boldly! We old guys at the headquarters will support you!"

Tokugawa Yuichi looked at the dock piled with goods and was secretly calculating the profit sharing ratio in his mind.

"By the way, Uncle Youyi, the Shimizu Brigade also found contraband at a Manchurian railway dock. I have sent people over for support! Do you want to send more people over?" Zhou Ke asked.

"No need, I just greeted my old friend Colonel Shimizu, and he will take full charge of the matter. Our headquarters has not suffered any losses, so we can't be too greedy!" Tokugawa Yuichi replied.

When Zhou Ke heard this, he immediately understood. It seemed that the dock was nominally assigned to the Shimizu Regiment. After all, Shimizu Nobuyuki was also one of the people who were assassinated.

Of course, in the end, the benefits gained by the Shimizu Regiment will definitely be given to their Matsuda Military Police Regiment and Tokugawa Yuichi respectively.

"Zhen Ping, leave this to me. When I came here, your uncle asked me to call you back." Seeing that there was nothing else to do at the dock, Tokugawa Yuichi informed Zhou Ke to go back to the headquarters.

"Uncle Youyi, is there something wrong?" Zhou Ke asked curiously.

"It must be a good thing. Your uncle probably thought of a good way to enrich your resume, so he needs your cooperation! He mentioned it to me a few days ago."