Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 684 You taught me all my skills

Aoki Takeshige struggled, using the most standard posture a wounded soldier could achieve, forcing himself to straighten his back, and stood up with difficulty but determination.

Although his body was shaking slightly from weakness and excitement, the light radiating from his eyes was like a drawn samurai sword.

Sharp, calm, full of extreme desire for power and calculations about to be involved in a new chess game!

"Hey! Lord Takazaki's kindness is so great!

I, Aoki Takeshige, will not refuse death!" His voice was hoarse but steady, and every word was very clear and powerful, and his previous cowardice was gone.

A glint of genuine appreciation flashed in Yoshida Hayato's eyes.

This Aoki Takeshige's mental strength and adaptability to power far exceeded expectations. "What are you going to do? How do you become the head of the Special High Section?"

"I will immediately begin intelligence work!" Aoki spoke rapidly, his thoughts astonishingly clear. "There are two top priorities right now!"

"First, immediately restart and reinforce Feng Zixiong's informant network!

The current war situation in Shanghai is at a stalemate, and information on China’s military supply deployment is worth a fortune!

I need permission to quickly and securely connect with Feng Zixiong and activate the dormant nodes!

He will be the cornerstone of the new Special High Section!"

"That's no problem. The official appointment documents will be delivered in two days." Yoshida Hayato nodded.

"Second, quickly recruit personnel and build a strong team! We need backbones who are fluent in Chinese, familiar with Shanghai and Jiangnan society, loyal, reliable, and have clean backgrounds!

I hope the Military Police Command can recommend some elite troops to join.

In addition, after the incident at the Consulate Police Department, I also observed some of the "marginal but malleable" talents that had been recruited!

Of course, these core members must be personally reviewed by the General or Master Yoshida!"

Yoshida Hayato's heart moved. This Aoki Takeshige is interesting.

Asking the Military Police Headquarters to recommend someone is like putting shackles on yourself.

He was secretly expressing his loyalty, and his last sentence not only showed his loyalty, but also emphasized the ownership of core power.

Interesting guy!

"Very good!" Yoshida Yuto finally smiled, "Your Excellency the General was right! What General Takazaki wants is a vicious shark that can stand up again in the mud and immediately bite the throat of its prey!

Not a mediocre man entangled in love affairs and past grudges!"

Yoshida Yuto walked to the table, picked up a file that had been prepared long ago and handed it to Aoki: "Your ideas are highly consistent with the general's initial conception.

Here is the draft of the starting funds, terms of reference and a preliminary list of available personnel.

Your official appointment and promotion documents will arrive shortly.

The general has assigned you the rank of second lieutenant. It is not a high rank, but it is a rank belonging to the subordinate agency directly under the commander of the gendarmerie. You know its value.

But at the same time, don't get carried away. We are a very disciplined place in the military police. If you make a mistake, the punishment will be extremely severe!"

"Hey! I understand!" Aoki Takeshige certainly didn't think that the rank of military police second lieutenant was low. He even felt that he was not worthy of being promoted to second lieutenant without any merit.

"Let's get started right away, Section Chief Aoki!" Yoshida Yuto grinned and said, "Shanghai's darkness needs you, an enraged hound, to tear it apart with your sharpest teeth!

The will of the Empire and General Takazaki requires your sharpest knife!

Don't let the General down, and don't... waste Miss Nanzō Yunko's unexpected recommendation."

Aoki Takeshige's eyes were as firm as a knife, and he took the heavy file with both hands.

The texture of the file was cold and hard, but it seemed to ignite the hottest flame in his chest.

He bowed deeply once again to Yoshida Hayato, and even more so to General Takazaki Takuto, who was standing high in the clouds: "Hi! I, your subordinate...will definitely live up to your high expectations!"

A new curtain has been raised, and the stage is Shanghai, where blood and flesh are flying everywhere.

Aoki Takeshige, holding the scepter of "Chief of Special High Section", has already forgotten his identity as a patrolman and the bandage he had just wrapped around him.

All that remained in his heart was cold ambition and a dark territory that was about to be conquered.

In his cold analysis, Nanzō Yunko's figure became the first key "intelligence node" that needed to be carefully calculated and handled with caution.

A poisonous snake that had been suppressed for a long time quietly shed its skin, raised its head, and hissed out a deadly signal called "Shanghai Special High Section".

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Tianjin, French Concession.

The thick leaves of the sycamore trees remained motionless in the sweltering late summer air, and the cicadas' hoarse chirping sounded like the last gasps of a dying person.

A figure appeared in front of an abandoned textile warehouse on the edge of the French Concession.

The cement wall is covered with bullet holes. A month ago, this was the temporary base for a company of the 29th Army.

Now the smell of gunpowder mixed with blood has dissipated.

However, what he got in return was an even stronger sweet smell of decay. Several wild dogs were digging in the dirt in the corner outside the warehouse.

The half-rotten corpse was dragged out, and the fragments of military uniform showed that it was once a Chinese soldier.

The warehouse door creaked with a teeth-grinding sound.

In the empty cargo yard, the mountains of cotton yarn bales had already become moldy and black, and dust was swirling in the beam of light slanting in from the broken window.

A figure in a well-made navy blue gown stood with his back to the door, using a gold-plated lighter to burn a piece of telegram paper. The jumping flames distorted his tall shadow and cast it on the mottled wall.

"Teacher Fan, you are always so punctual." Shadow turned around with a professional smile on his face, but his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were as cold as an icicle.

He casually kicked open an open wooden box with his toes, revealing several brand new Type 38 rifles wrapped in oilcloth, the cold blue light of the metal piercing his eyes.

"Look, this is the Second Department's generous gift. They 'borrowed' toys from the Japanese Kwantung Army. I had someone move a box of them from the train they were transporting them on."

"It's not easy to find you." Old Tan walked slowly closer, and the sound of his leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor echoed hollowly in the huge space.

After he finished speaking, Old Tan stopped in the shadow five steps away from the shadow. The hem of his gray silk gown did not move at all. The wrists exposed under the cuffs were pale and thin, except for the knuckles, which were surprisingly thick and full of wrinkles from the weather.

The smile on Shadow's face remained unchanged, and the curve of his mouth even deepened. He pulled out a piece of paper from his briefcase, which was stamped with the Blue Sky and White Sun emblem and the bright red seal of "First Department of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the National Government Military Commission".

"Teacher, you taught me all my skills. With your ability, it would be easy for you to find me, right?

Actually, teacher, even if you didn’t look for me, I would have come to look for you in a couple of days.

"I have received a written order for a certain place to be dealt with." Shadow held the letter of appointment forward slightly with both hands, his movements respectful, but his tone carried an unquestionable command.

"Tianjin has fallen. During this extraordinary period, students have been ordered to take full control of all hidden organizations, personnel, and external resources in Tianjin."

After a pause, Shadow continued, "Of course, this also includes Boss Dai's Second Division, the weapons smuggling channel that will soon be known as 'outstanding'."