Spy Wars: I am the Captain of the Military Police

Chapter 662 BOSS, Excuse Me

Turning his head to the side, Makarov lowered his voice to a very low level, like the hissing of a poisonous snake crawling among dead leaves, to ensure that only Zhou Zhengqing could hear it clearly: "BOSS." His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes swept sharply over Itai Yudai beside him, then quickly retracted: "They... brought in a batch of "stuff" before." He deliberately emphasized the word "stuff" with a hint of imperceptible disgust.

Then, he raised his chin ever so slightly and pointed to a sturdy member of the team standing beside him, his expression equally tense. "Volker checked it out. It's a batch of experimental materials... It's sealed." Makarov's mouth curled into an extremely sarcastic arc, and he uttered a comment through his teeth: "It's passable."

His body still maintained a vigilant posture, ready to strike. Makaro looked Zhou Zhengqing in the eye, his worry and determination undisguised: "I was originally firmly opposed, Boss.

I don't even want those things within a kilometer of this building!" He spoke faster, with a strong sense of dissatisfaction: "It's just... "

Makarov's gaze pierced Itai Yudai, who stood solemnly with his hands down, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. "Section Chief Itai next to you told me very firmly that this is your intention."

There was a brief pause, like the silence before a storm.

Makarov took a deep breath and lowered his voice, with a heavy tone that was almost heartfelt: "Boss, please forgive me for being frank."

His fingers unconsciously stroked the cold butt of the submachine gun: "This thing... is not so friendly.

They're like a thorn in the flesh. If you keep one of these things right under your nose, you won't be afraid..." He carefully considered his words, ultimately choosing the most intuitive and also the most frightening expression: "Accidentally... "Stuck" on?"

Makarov shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with the solemnity of a pragmatist who had experienced the cruelty of the battlefield: "There is no special medicine here now, and there is no reliable isolation method.

Once you get even a little bit of it, even if it's just a careless contact, the consequences... "

After a pause, Makarov's every word seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his chest, with a hoarse sound like metallic friction: "It will be very, very troublesome. We can't afford this price, Boss.

Therefore, I strongly suggest, no, I implore you, to immediately order the complete removal of those things inside! Immediately! Don't waste a moment! "

Zhou Zhengqing certainly knew what Makarov meant. He was worried that the things that Itai Yudai had obtained would get out of control.

This is also what Zhou Zhengqing is worried and angry about.

"Itai!" Zhou Zhengqing spoke each word slowly, the name uttered between his teeth carrying a chilling tone. "I clearly remember issuing a strict order through Nakamura Shunsuke! Absolutely no such dangerous activity is allowed within the headquarters!"

Itai Yudai trembled all over and the blood instantly drained from his face.

The general's reaction... was completely different from what he expected!

He thought he would be met with wrath and be ordered to stop all experiments immediately.

But at this moment, the general's questioning only focused on the location, "inside the headquarters"!

This subtle difference in wording was like a bolt of lightning that split Banjing's confused thoughts.

Could it be that... the general's attitude has softened?

That’s right! After all, it’s a “magic weapon” that can instantly disintegrate two Type A divisions. Who wouldn’t be tempted? The general is still human after all.

Huge surprise and speculation grew wildly in Banjing's heart, but what followed was deeper panic.

But what is the general's real intention?

Is it tacitly allowed to continue... or is it forbidden?!

"General..." Itai's throat tightened, his voice dry, as he tried to grasp the deeper meaning in Zhou Zhengqing's eyes: "I..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Zhengqing interrupted harshly and took a step forward. The invisible pressure almost suffocated Ban Jing.

"Seven's last report said that you had destroyed all the 'special weapons' brought from Harbin!

At the same time, he suspected that your real purpose was to spread the virus over a large area, turning those two Type A divisions into your testing grounds! Now it seems... "

Zhou Zhengqing's gaze swept over the trembling men in white coats who were being held at gunpoint, and finally fixed on Ban Jing's pale face: "He guessed right! Your movements were incredibly fast!

As soon as the fleet heading south from Lushun passed Tianjin, you immediately grasped the results of that experiment in your hands!

Even more audacious is that you actually dared to bring this thing in here and keep it!" Zhou Zhengqing pointed fiercely at the concrete floor beneath his feet: "Itai Yudai! Tell me, what on earth do you want to do?!"

Itai Yudai was dizzy from the barrage of questions, and cold sweat instantly soaked through the back of his military uniform.

The general's rage erupted like a volcano, but he keenly grasped a key issue.

The general did not directly deny the experiment itself, but focused on the location and concealment!

Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, he straightened his back and screamed with all his strength, trying to calm the general's anger with a statement of loyalty: "Smith Marseille, General!

After you gave the order, I gave up the idea of conducting experiments at the headquarters!

The delivery of these items here is just a temporary solution! Our secret laboratory outside is under urgent construction and is not yet completed!

I just want to temporarily store this batch of key samples here to ensure that they are safe. I have absolutely no intention of conducting any experimental operations here!

Please believe me, General! I swear on my life and my family's honor!

During storage, security measures are foolproof, with absolutely no risk of leakage! If anything goes wrong, I will commit seppuku to apologize!

Itai Yudai's explanation, filled with fear and excuses, echoed in the cold corridor, but Zhou Zhengqing did not respond immediately.

He was silent, his eyes swept across Banjing's face full of anxiety, and then slowly moved to the figures in white coats at the end of the corridor who were like frightened birds.

Time seemed to be frozen by the coldness underground.

After a long pause, Zhou Zhengqing finally spoke: "These people." He raised his chin and pointed precisely at the group of huddled men in white coats: "Are these the professional researchers you so-called?"

"Hey! General!" Itai Yudai straightened his back suddenly as if he had grabbed a lifeline, nodding eagerly to confirm, "It was a few of us who carefully searched for them through... special channels."

He caught a glimpse of the subtle coldness in Zhou Zhengqing's eyes and immediately added, his tone almost like a curse: "Please rest assured! Their reliability has been strictly screened, there is absolutely no problem! Moreover, their families..."

The conversation ended abruptly, but the unspoken control contained in it spread tacitly between the words.

"Are they all citizens of the empire?" Zhou Zhengqing asked.

"Yes, General! Most of them were drawn from various major hospitals in Manchukuo, mobilized in the name of establishing the Tianjin Military Police Hospital." Itai spoke faster: "During their time in Manchuria, they all had varying degrees of contact with special units similar to the Togo Force.

Yes... For this type of experimental process, having some basic experience will help you get started more quickly."