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

"Your boss's gift is quite unique!" Captain Wang looked at Zhu Ziming, who was tortured beyond recognition, and did not recognize him for a moment.

"If we hadn't handed him over to you, we would have executed him long ago! Doesn't he look familiar to you?"

"Look familiar? A little bit! But comrade, even though I didn't recognize this person, I feel relieved watching you guys do this, but you still have to be careful, or you'll probably be punished!"

Captain Wang believed that no matter how hard he tried to deal with the enemies and traitors, it would not be excessive. However, he still worried that No. 3 would be punished.

"Don't worry, I didn't hit anyone, and you know this guy, brother!" Number Three said as he pulled off Zhu Ziming's blindfold and the scrap of cloth in his mouth.

"Ugh~~~ You are violating the Geneva Convention, you are abusing prisoners! I am loyal to the Empire, you can't do this to me!"

Although Zhu Ziming's mouth was almost swollen, he still endured the pain and tried to speak as clearly as possible.

"Zhu Ziming!"

Captain Wang finally recognized the man by his voice and the familiar face in front of him. He walked up to Zhu Ziming with some surprise and looked at him carefully.

Am I hallucinating? Why did I hear Lao Wang's voice? Zhu Ziming spat out blood foam again, and with great effort he opened his swollen right eye and looked in the direction of the person who was calling his name.

As for why he didn't use his left eye, it was because he had completely lost his sight with his left eye.

"It's really you! You traitor!" Captain Wang excitedly reached for the holster hanging on his waist.

This was not only because the comrade-in-arms who usually called each other brothers turned out to be an undercover who betrayed the revolution, but more because this person took advantage of the information gap and killed the border soldiers and civilians on his way to escape that day.

"Wang Defa! It's really you! How did you bring me here?"

Zhu Ziming's reaction was even more excited than Captain Wang's. His limbs, which had been beaten to the point of losing the ability to move, began to twitch instinctively.

"It's a medical miracle!" Although the two gendarmes who were holding Zhu Ziming could not understand what they were saying, they were still shocked.

"Captain Wang, I'm handing the man over to you. It's up to you whether you want to execute him now or take him back for trial and then execute him."

"Anyway, every second he lives is a second of pain from his physical injuries," said No. 3 meaningfully.

"Right! We can't let him get away with it like this! Huzi, Daqiang, take him away and keep a good look after him, don't let him die!" Captain Wang randomly stopped two soldiers who were happily moving things.

"Company commander, there are still many things that have not been moved yet!" Hu Zi, who had originally had a smile on his face, immediately drooped his face after receiving the order, and he walked over reluctantly with Daqiang.

"You are the only one who talks too much! Follow the orders!" Captain Wang glared at Hu Zi. Hu Zi shrank his neck and quickly took the person from the military police with Da Qiang.

Although Zhu Ziming was like a pile of mud and could not move much at this time, he saw that he was handed over to the border soldiers, and he wailed unwillingly from his mouth that had not been blocked any longer:

"You can't do this to me! Is there still any law? Is there still any law? You are blatantly collaborating with the enemy and betraying your country! The military court will definitely send people to arrest you and bring you to trial!"

This time, Zhu Ziming's howl was so loud that even Zhou Ke, who was a little further away, could hear it.

But Zhou Ke couldn't help but feel a little funny after hearing what Zhu Ziming said. A traitor could actually say such lines. These words were very suitable for Zhu Ziming himself.

The words about the military court trial made Zhou Ke feel a little uncomfortable. He wanted to tell Zhu Ziming:

I'm really sorry, but I'm afraid what you said is difficult to achieve. After all, our military police are responsible for arresting people for the military court!

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At around twelve o'clock in the evening, after settling accounts with the Shimizu United and meeting up with Mori Hiromoto, Zhou Ke returned to Shanghai and successfully met up with Yokoyama Isamu. The three of them celebrated a little and then dispersed.

After a busy day, Master Zhou lay on the bed and started signing in for the new day.

What was obtained this time was very interesting. It turned out to be the Thompson submachine gun, which is very popular among American gangs, federal agents, and even police and the military.

Nicknamed the "Chicago Typewriter", it can fire at a maximum rate of 800 rounds per minute, making it a great weapon for taking lives.

As a military fan and loyal wargame player, Zhou Ke remembered that the U.S. military had adopted the Thompson submachine gun as standard equipment since last year, and even arsenals in Taiyuan and other places are now imitating this gun.

Looking at the box of fully stocked and best-model large drum magazines in his mind, Zhou Ke fell into a deep sleep in satisfaction.

At the same time, in a temporary lounge at the Shancheng Military Control Headquarters, Boss Dai, who had just fallen asleep, was called up again by his subordinates.

"What's going on this time? I haven't had a good night's sleep recently because of you guys." Boss Dai said with dissatisfaction in his tone, and sat up from the bed with his clothes on.

"The deputy chief of the Military Intelligence Section, Wu Xiehua, killed the surveillance personnel and ran away!" The news from Secretary Mao instantly woke up Boss Dai, who was still a little drowsy.

The Military Intelligence Department is not an ordinary department and it holds a large amount of military secrets.

Especially in recent times, the Military Control Commission has done a lot of support work for the upcoming battle in Changsha, and there is a lot of confidential information involved, which Wu Xiehua had the authority to know before he was monitored.

"There must be someone assisting in this. There is something wrong with our work! But now is not the time to hold anyone responsible. Do you know where Wu Xiehua is going?" Boss Dai asked in a cold tone, rubbing his tight cheeks.

"It is still unclear at the moment. Our people are still conducting a large-scale search, and the cooperation order has been issued as soon as possible. Based on our analysis of the existing intelligence, he is most likely to flee to Shanghai to join his old classmate Ding Mo Village." Secretary Mao reported.

"Have you notified Wang Tianmu? This guy is his old friend. Tell him to keep Wu Xiehua out of Shanghai forever!"

"But District Chief Wang's control over the Shanghai district is not yet in place, and I'm afraid he is not capable of doing so. Do you want to ask stations in nearby areas to cooperate?" Secretary Mao asked cautiously, looking at Boss Dai, whose face was distorted by anger.

"It's fine to go to Shanghai to cooperate, but it's still necessary to find someone to rob and kill in the middle of the journey. Didn't you notify them?"

"And add another kill order. Whoever kills this person will be promoted to a higher rank, and will receive a Baoding Medal!"

"This kind of person must be killed as a warning to others!" Boss Dai immediately promised two generous rewards.

"Yes, I'll go down and notify them right away!" Secretary Mao couldn't help but be astonished when he heard the reward offered by Boss Dai.

Not to mention the Baoding Medal, just based on the promotion regardless of rank, the leaders in various places would have to dig deep into the ground to find the person.