"Let's go there." The three of them stayed at the fork in the fork, and one of them found clues left by Wu Ming.

"Catch up." A vicious voice came over.

"Captain." A guy hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Your Excellency Okamura just wants us to conduct a secret reconnaissance, but he did not ask us to take any action!"

"Bastard." The leader scolded in a low voice. The Chinese man must have the blood of the people of the Great Japanese Empire. Could it be that he would run away?"

"Catch up with him, even if Wang Busi cannot be eliminated, he will still kill this bold Chinese man." The spy led by the leader waved the gun in his hand and took the lead in chasing him.

Wu Ming watched the three Japanese spies running away from the gap between the weeds, and couldn't help but pinch the muffler with a silencer in his hand, squinted his eyes. The identities of these three people had been confirmed, and the death period was coming.

Historically, the situation of Japanese militarism in training and training agents was a secret in secret, and it was hidden and rarely disclosed, and the outside world has always known very little. It was not until 1965 that a Japanese agent at that time disclosed some photos of Japan's "plainclothes agent team" during World War II. It turned out that there was a place called "Nakano School" in Tokyo, which was a cradle for cultivating Japanese spies and agents.

This Japanese spy school, called "007's nest" by Japanese veterans, was originally a police school. It was used to train Japanese military police and agents during wartime. Students who entered the school were all active-duty Japanese soldiers from non-commissioned officers to officers. As soon as students learned agents entered the school, they were assigned to different classes. Although N was a class, it was not like a class, but more like a home. Different classes simulated different countries. Once students entered the class, they had to live and live completely like in a certain country. Learning the language of the country is mainly an oriental language and not speaking Japanese. When learning the history and geography of the country, all customs and habits should be the same as in the country.

Graduates of Nakano School were sent to the target country they were simulated for training after their studies. They worked as spies and military police in the special high school courses. They either acted as spies in single-line contact areas or became members of the Japanese spy forces. Around 1942, a vicious Japanese armed plainclothes team was active in the Battle of Changsha. They all graduated from Nakano School and named the "Mainland Advance Team". They first attacked Changsha, with the mission of sneaking into the rear of the Chinese troops, disrupting China's defense line, acting as vanguards for the attacking troops, and opening passages. At the beginning, they wore Chinese uniforms and were deliberately dressed in disarray. They pretended to be exhausted, and they were like Chinese soldiers no matter how they looked. Sometimes they pretended to be refugees and mingled behind the Chinese defenders.

These three spies who caught up were part of the secret agent team brought by Okamura when he took office. They did not show up with Okamura, but scattered to various rural towns to conduct secret reconnaissance, providing accurate information for Okamura's future operations. Except for Okamura and his deputy, and Akimizu Kaguchiro knew about this matter. From this, it can be seen that Okamura is a traitor and sly guy. He did not believe in the city's spy team at all, but secretly set up a net.

Today, by accident, Wu Ming actually met these guys. It must be said that these guys were just a little bit of a care...

Wu Ming slowly climbed out of the pit and followed carefully. Now the situation has changed. The person who was tracking was tracked, and the person who was hunting was chased.

It was dark in the night, and the three Japanese spies chased forward silently, maintaining a distance of three or four meters between each other. The rustling sound of wind blowing branches was constantly coming from all around. No one noticed that Wu Ming was constantly approaching.

"Captain." After the road turned a corner, a spy called softly at the leader running in front.

"What's the matter?" the spy captain stopped and turned his head and asked unhappily.

"Did that Chinese run too fast? Why can't we see any shadow? Will we..." the spy said with concern.

The spy captain frowned and stared at the spy for a while until he lowered his head guiltily.

Another spy was afraid that the captain would take his anger on him, so he hurriedly walked to the spy and said to him in a pretentious manner: "Sato, you shouldn't doubt the captain's decision! You should apologize to the captain!" After saying that, he winked at him.

It is absolutely not allowed to disobey the will of the boss in the Japanese army! A slap in the face lightly, and a heavy boss can even beat the subordinates to death!

"Don't be afraid of Kuroda." The spy captain suddenly laughed and said to Sato: "Thank you Sato Kindi for reminding me that if it weren't for you, I might not have thought about this matter calmly... Today I was a little impatient and almost lost my mind."

Sato was moved and raised his head and said excitedly: "Captain, you are so polite, you are so polite..."

Kuroda breathed a sigh of relief, patted Sato's shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's a blessing for us to be able to follow the captain."

"Let's go back!" The spy captain waved his hand, "It's really a bit of a risk to track down enemies with unknown details at night."

Wu Ming was invisible after a big tree more than 30 meters away from the Japanese spies, and raised the shell gun in his hand. If the spies returned, he would prepare to kill them one by one from behind.

Suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps approached from afar. Wu Ming frowned, moved gently to the back of another big tree, and quickly left the path. What happened today? People pulled up one after another, and didn't know where they came from.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the three Japanese spies also heard the movement, and they were hiding around alertly, staring at the path.

Wu Ming was right between the two groups of people, and he was the first to see the person chasing him. At this time, the moon showed half of his face behind the dark clouds. With the mottled moonlight, Wu Ming recognized that the person was the two businessmen and followers.

The middle-aged businessman walked in front, holding a gun in his hand, no longer the same appearance as in the inn. His eyes scanned the surrounding environment from time to time. His movements were fast and cautious, and he was an old world at first glance.

Wu Ming suddenly smiled badly, picked up his pistol, and quietly aimed at a Japanese spy who was ambushing the road.

A soft "boh" sound, Sato didn't even make a sound, and suddenly fell to the ground, making a dull "thump" sound.

"Someone." The middle-aged businessman jumped quickly to the side of the road and shouted, and the two people behind him also hid quickly.

"Bastard." The Japanese spy captain looked at Sato who was lying on the ground and cursed angrily. Sato lay motionless on the ground, as if it was a bit of a bad fortune.

"Bang", Kuroda gritted his teeth and raised his hand to shoot at the middle-aged businessman where he hid.

"Who?" The voice of the middle-aged businessman came over, "Why are you lying here in ambush? You can shoot for no reason? Let's get a name!"

"The despicable and shameless Chinese." Kuroda changed the place and cursed viciously, "I killed our companions and asked the evil ones to complain first, and I dare not admit it."

Wu Ming sneered and moved his body. While the two sides were confronting each other and their energy was dispersed, he quietly sneaked behind the Japanese spies. If the group of merchants were friends but not enemies, he would help them. Real gold was not afraid of fire refining, and at this time they could reveal their true identity and purpose.

The merchant was silent for a moment, probably because he was stunned by Kuroda's words, and he didn't know what happened.

"You probably misunderstood!" Another young businessman spoke, "We just came here, how could we kill your people?"

The answer to him was the whistle of wind blowing on the branches, and the two Japanese spies were waiting silently, looking for opportunities patiently.

The moon hid in the cloud again. In the unknown situation, neither side dared to act rashly. The suffocating pressure tests the patience of both sides.

"It seems to be a Japanese?" The young follower lay on the ground, staring at his big black eyes, and guessed in confusion: "Just just now, he called us Chinese, and only Japanese would speak like this."

The young businessman not far away thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "I'll try again. It's an unwise move to conflict with the Japanese."

"Our Hong family is also a well-known wealthy businessman in Manchuria." The young businessman thought about the language and shouted: "There are many Japanese friends. What are the people above?"

The Japanese spy captain made an encirclement gesture at Kuroda. Kuroda nodded vigorously and moved quietly to one side.

Kuroda deliberately concealed his footsteps. He was still very confident in his sneaking, but unexpectedly, Wu Ming's eyes were staring at him coldly.

A cold wind came from behind his head, "Enemma attack!" Kuroda's heart quickly flashed this thought. Just as he turned halfway, Wu Ming's legs kicked over with the sound of wind, and hit Kuroda's hurriedly with the arm. The huge force made Kuroda sit on the ground with a pounce, and his arms seemed to be no longer his own, and his pistol fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!