When Major General Kikuta left the commander's office, he had two red palm prints on his face, which were slapped by the commander in full view of everyone.
More importantly, the area under her butt was once again used as a threat by him.
If another high-ranking official named by the headquarters to be protected by the Special High School Division dies, he will no longer be the commander of the military police.
"General, what do you say, Commander?" a subordinate asked carefully in Major General Kikuta's office.
"Ba Ge Ya Road, what else can you say!" Major General Kikuta was angry and cursed at his subordinates.
"Catch the culprit and protect the remaining targets. The same accident must not happen again, otherwise I will not be able to keep my position as commander of the military police. You will also be punished. Those who go to military courts will go to military courts. Nanjing Branch of Extraordinary Higher Education Courses
No one is spared and will be punished."
The subordinates were anxious and quickly suggested: "General, I suggest that we immediately increase the number of protective troops for other people."
"At the same time, we tell those we want to protect that they must not leave their homes during this period unless absolutely necessary."
"In addition, increase the manpower of plainclothes teams and special agents around them to detect assassination attempts by enemies of the troops in advance and nip them in the bud."
Your identity and status are determined by the position below your buttocks.
If you lose this position, you will have nothing.
Therefore, Major General Kikuta will never allow the position of Military Police Commander to be affected or even change hands.
He immediately replied: "I will do as you say."
"If we double the number of plainclothes men and have special agents to protect them, there must be no more accidents."
The subordinate reminded: "General, as a result, the defense of the Military Police Headquarters will definitely be greatly reduced."
"The most direct impact will be on the plainclothes and spies operating around the headquarters. They will definitely be removed in large numbers."
Major General Kikuta responded quickly: "Isn't there an infantry squadron of the Imperial Army next to the headquarters?"
"Ask them to be responsible for the perimeter security of the Military Police Headquarters. They will be on squadron duty and be on guard duty 24 hours a day."
"An infantry squadron and the gendarmerie headquarters guard are responsible for internal security and internal and external cooperation will definitely ensure that the headquarters is worry-free."
"Although the underground party and Chongqing's intelligence organization are very powerful, they are not the army after all. Moreover, they are not equipped with heavy weapons, and they are rarely equipped with long guns. They can never be the opponent of the army."
"Ok, deal!"
The underground party was at a traffic station in Nanjing City. Li Hao's serious and dignified face finally showed a smile.
The expressions of Director Zhou and Director Wang were completely opposite, and they still had solemn expressions.
Major General Kikuta's analysis is absolutely correct.
Every other line is like a mountain.
Although there are many masters hidden under the two men, they are all aimed at the little Japanese spies and plainclothes teams.
No matter how powerful those masters were, they would not dare to touch the brow of the army.
The army is well-trained, and they all fight together, and they also have heavy weapons. Faced with the bullets, grenades, and artillery shells that are sweeping over like rain... no matter how skilled the master is, he will be beaten to pieces. If he is too unlucky, he will die.
It's possible that the whole body was dead.
So after the two people confirmed that the Military Police Headquarters was still guarding three squadrons, they gave up hope of rescue.
Li Hao's thoughts were completely opposite to theirs.
The commando team was originally established to target Japanese field troops.
Go deep into the heart of the Japanese army and take the general's head from among the thousands of troops.
Therefore, fighting Japanese field troops and defeating many with less is what the commando team is best at.
There are more than 400 little devils in three squadrons, and they are deployed in a large area of the Military Police Headquarters, so the troops are very scattered.
There are no more spies and plainclothes minions around the Gendarmerie Headquarters.
The commandos are absolutely capable of approaching the enemy covertly, making quick attacks, and entering the military police headquarters to rescue people in a very short time.
He cut it off immediately. Li Hao no longer hesitated and asked directly: "Director Zhou, Director Wang, after the gunfire from the Military Police Headquarters, is it possible for you to buy me twenty minutes?"
"Guarantee that the surrounding garrison troops cannot reach the military police headquarters within twenty minutes."
After the two men looked at each other, they nodded and replied: "Under normal circumstances, the Japanese and puppet troops receive reinforcement orders, assemble their troops, replenish weapons and ammunition, and then rush to the battlefield on a hasty march. It takes a total of fifteen minutes."
"If we do our best to harass and intercept, we can buy you ten minutes, a total of twenty-five minutes."
"That's enough!" Li Hao affirmed.
"Before, there were little Japanese minions outside the headquarters. We didn't know them well. We would definitely be exposed before we even got close to the headquarters, and then we would be heavily besieged by the Japanese and puppet troops."
"Now that these minions are gone, we can avoid them, secretly engage the enemy, quickly attack, enter the headquarters, and finally rescue people and retreat."
When the spies and plainclothes teams were moving around, they were too large in number, and then disorganized, leaving no trace at all. It was difficult for the commandos to get to the headquarters from under their noses.
The army is different. Overt sentries, hidden sentries, and patrols all have traces to follow.
Everyone in the commando team is familiar with their combat style, and can tell where the light and dark sentries may be hiding just by looking at the battlefield.
The crossbow, which can kill people invisible, was once again used vividly by the commando team.
The hunting operation started in the early morning. An infantry team was responsible for night vigilance, working in teams of two, scattered in the alleys around the headquarters, with a total of more than twenty sentry posts.
In less than an hour, all these Japanese were killed by crossbows.
Outside the Military Police Headquarters, Li Hao pointed at the former spy team station where a light could be vaguely seen not far away and ordered.
"Xiao Yuan, take the two assault teams to the barracks outside the headquarters. There are two infantry teams there."
"First, focus on surveillance. If you hear gunfire from my side, attack immediately to kill them. If you can't kill them, block them. I must not let them reinforce the headquarters and block our retreat."
Xiao Yuan and six people quickly disappeared into the night.
Li Hao followed the order: "Alert and cover, I'll go up the wall first!"
After saying that, Li Hao climbed up the courtyard wall on the shoulders of the two soldiers, and then slowly poked his head out.
Although there are two squadrons of Japs in the headquarters, it is night now and most of the soldiers are sleeping, replenishing their strength and recharging their energy for tomorrow's mission.
Therefore, the headquarters' vigilance is not as strict as everyone imagined.
You can only see a sentry at a distance along the courtyard wall.
There were only two Japanese soldiers within Li Hao's visual range, facing inside the headquarters, with rifles slung on their shoulders.
Perhaps because there was a cordon outside the headquarters, their vigilance was not high and they were swaying as if they were about to fall asleep.
"Get down!" Li Hao made a gesture to the subordinates supporting him behind him.
When he returned to the ground, he whispered an order: "There is a sentry twenty meters to the left, and there is a sentry ten meters to the right!"
"Come up one more person and use the crossbow with me to kill them."
"Whizzing……"
Two faint trembling sounds of bow strings and a high-pitched whistle sounded.
When the two Japanese soldiers heard that Dong Lin had not had time to turn around, the crossbow arrow had already penetrated into his neck from the back of his head and finally lodged in his body.
A sword sealed his throat, and apart from the sound of falling to the ground, there was no other sound.