Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 1164 Don't think too much, hurry up and get to the hotel.

"Hmm, well done." Zhou Zhengqing snapped out of his thoughts, his tone still calm. "However, the current situation does not allow for any complacency."

As far as I know, there are still many anti-Japanese elements operating in secret within Beiping (Beijing), and they are very likely to take advantage of the occasion of the establishment ceremony of the puppet government to create chaos.

You must intensify your investigation efforts to ensure the ceremony proceeds flawlessly.

The scene of the founding ceremony of the Tianjin Public Security Maintenance Committee involuntarily flashed through Zhou Zhengqing's mind. The assassination plot orchestrated by Chen Gongshu still haunted him.

Although he wasn't the target of the assassination attempt, the sudden danger was enough to serve as a wake-up call.

The commotion surrounding the establishment ceremony of this puppet government was far greater than that in Tianjin; it didn't seem like he was experiencing an attack.

"Yes, I understand!" Kita Seiichi replied in a deep voice, straightening his back even more: "I have already taken the lead in formulating a detailed security plan, not only arranging a large number of elite agents at the ceremony site, but also deploying military police in a cross-defense."

They also placed all major transportation routes and high points within the city under close surveillance, and formed rapid response teams. Upon detecting any anomalies, they could immediately take swift and decisive action, leaving no opportunity for anti-Japanese elements to exploit!

Zhou Zhengqing nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned his gaze back to the window.

Beiping, an ancient capital with a history of over a thousand years, has now become a colony under the iron heel of the Japanese army and is about to become an important stronghold for Japan to plunder resources in North China.

The north wind outside the window continued to howl, its mournful sound seeming to lament for this fallen city.

Under the precise command of Matsui Ryosuke, the convoy proceeded smoothly along the streets of Beiping.

As the captain of the Beiping Military Police, Matsui Ryosuke carried out this escort mission with utmost care.

He personally led the way in the lead car, with military police on the roof carrying light machine guns, their eyes scanning every corner of the street with the vigilance of hawks.

Zhou Zhengqing's car was firmly protected at the heart of the convoy, flanked by eight escort vehicles filled with military police. The windows were wide open, and the military police, armed with loaded Type 38 rifles, kept their guns pointed at the alleyways and rooftops on both sides of the street, ready to respond to any emergencies.

Two rear guard vehicles were positioned behind the convoy, while a dozen or so military police on motorcycles lined both sides of the convoy, their speed perfectly synchronized with the convoy, forming an impenetrable steel barrier.

Military police were stationed at the intersections along the route in advance to strictly check pedestrians and vehicles to ensure the absolute safety of the convoy's route.

After about an hour's drive, we finally arrived at our destination, the Beiping Hotel.

This top-tier luxury hotel in Beiping had long been requisitioned by the Japanese army to specifically accommodate Japanese military and political dignitaries and core members of the puppet regime who came to attend the founding ceremony.

From afar, the hotel entrance was already crowded with people waiting to greet them, including Japanese military officers and officials from the puppet regime. When they saw the convoy arrive, they all bowed in unison, their faces plastered with obsequious smiles.

Even more noteworthy is the security deployment around the hotel.

Matsui Ryosuke had already dispatched a large number of military police to this location to set up defenses. Dozens of military police stood in rows on both sides of the steps at the hotel entrance, with rifles slung across their shoulders and bayonets gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Military police were discreetly stationed behind the pillars on both sides of the hotel entrance and on the rooftop opposite, forming a network of overt and covert surveillance.

Even the streets surrounding the hotel were temporarily blocked off, allowing only vehicles and personnel with special passes to pass through. Hundreds of military police patrolled the area, protecting the Beiping Hotel in its core area so tightly that it was virtually impenetrable.

After the convoy came to a smooth stop, Kita Seiichi once again stepped out of the car first, quickly walked around to the back door, and respectfully opened the door for Zhou Zhengqing, carefully placing his hand above the door to prevent Zhou Zhengqing from bumping his head when he bent over.

Zhou Zhengqing slowly stepped out of the car and, accompanied by Qi He and Fu Gu Zhengshu on his left and right, walked towards the entrance of the Beiping Hotel.

The welcoming personnel along the way bowed in respect, but Zhou Zhengqing only nodded slightly in acknowledgment. His gaze quickly swept over the surrounding defenses, and he was quite satisfied with Matsui Ryosuke's arrangements. Judging from the scale, it could be said that the entire Beiping Military Police had been mobilized.

Thinking back to when I first traveled through time and arrived in Harbin, I was a little unaccustomed to being greeted by more than 500 military police.

Now, faced with such extensive protection, I just feel it's what I should do...

No wonder there were very few Japanese generals who were assassinated in history. With such a level of protection, who could possibly get close enough to assassinate them?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhengqing suddenly wondered if someone was plotting to take action against him, this "big shot," at this very moment.

I can't think too much about it; I need to get to the hotel quickly.

When he reached the hotel lobby entrance, Kita Seiichi stopped and bowed to Zhou Zhengqing again, saying respectfully, "Commander, I will take my leave now."

To further ensure your safety, we have deployed elite agents to monitor the area surrounding the hotel, working in coordination with the military police.

I will certainly attend the welcome reception tonight on time, and will then give you a detailed report on the security arrangements. I am ready to follow your instructions.

"Okay, go ahead." Zhou Zhengqing responded indifferently, as if the person opposite him was not a major general of the same rank as him, but just a subordinate.

Kita Seiichi not only did not feel slighted by Zhou Zhengqing's casual attitude, but also felt that it was only natural.

"Yes, sir! I'll take my leave!" Kita Seiichi bowed deeply once more before turning and walking away quickly, his steps more composed and confident than when he arrived.

He truly placed himself in the right position. This was evident even from the way Yamaya Masaki looked at Zhou Zhengqing.

It was a look that said, "You old codger, you know how to get things done."

As Zhou Zhengqing entered the hotel lobby, the luxurious decorations came into view, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling, radiating dazzling light.

The ground is paved with smooth, mirror-like marble, reflecting the figures of pedestrians.

The pillars on both sides are covered with velvet fabric and hung with exquisite wall lamps, all of which highlight the nobility and luxury of this place.

Military police were stationed at every entrance and exit of the lobby, and even the elevator entrances were guarded by dedicated personnel, ensuring the utmost level of protection.

Zhou Zhengqing followed Yamaya Masaki and took the private elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Qi immediately arranged for the guard team to deploy defenses throughout the entire floor.

Upon entering the suite, one finds it fully equipped with amenities: a spacious living room, a comfortable bedroom, an elegant study, and a luxurious bathroom, each area meticulously and tastefully decorated.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, the entire view of Beiping City unfolds before your eyes, appearing and disappearing under the gray sky, adding to the sense of desolation.

Masaki Yamaya neatly placed the luggage he had brought next to the wardrobe in the bedroom, then walked to the center of the living room, bowed and said, "General, please rest here first. I will wait outside the door."

If needed, subordinates can be summoned at any time.

"Okay, you can go now." Zhou Zhengqing waved his hand.

Masaki Yamaya bowed respectfully, then turned and left the suite, gently closing the door behind him.