On December 29, one week after the emergency investigation, the intelligence agencies, police, construction corps, and militia jointly launched a massive investigation.

In one day, Nanhua arrested more than 6,700 people, half of whom were concentrated on the two islands of Borneo and Java, and the rest were mainly scattered around various military bases in Nanhua.

More than half of them were convicted of espionage due to solid evidence and were sent directly to the mines to perform hard labor.

One thing worth mentioning in Nanhua is that the crime of espionage is a behavioral crime, and intentional betrayal of state secrets is also integrated into the crime of espionage.

Whether there is intentional leakage of secrets will be determined by the special joint investigation team, and after being classified as a spy, execution will be carried out directly.

If the secret is unintentionally leaked, the sentence will only be based on the severity of the circumstances, and the operating space in the middle will be temporarily blocked by the special joint investigation team.

At present, there are not many people who can shut up the military, various intelligence agencies, militia and reserves, local government, public opinion representatives and other departments at the same time.

When this system is corroded, at least it will be after decades of peace, and future generations will naturally resolve the aftermath.

…

Surabaya, old district.

The old district, with its large population and chaotic housing construction, is the most suitable place for criminals to commit crimes, and it is also the most suitable place for spies to hide.

At this time, Huang Wenbing was cooperating with his teammates and running wildly on the old streets.

"Where are the people?" He walked through an alley again, and there were many people in front of Huang Wenbing. It was obvious that the spy he had just chased hid in the crowd.

"We are the police and we are arresting a spy. Don't move. Does anyone know who ran out of the alley just now?" Captain Huang Youguang shouted loudly, scanning the crowd.

He wanted to alert the enemy, but he succeeded.

While the crowd was still digesting the news, about forty or fifty meters away from them, behind a stall selling pancakes, a man was walking quickly into the alley.

"Stop!" Huang Youguang shouted and turned to look at Huang Wenbing.

Huang Wenbing subconsciously raised the Type 91 rifle in his hand. He had brought this gun from home, and it was easy to use without him.

He has used this gun for ten years and has replaced two barrels. This is the third barrel and has been fired for hundreds of rounds.

After swallowing, Huang Wenbing aimed at the left rear of the pancake vendor... and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out, and the bullets passed through the crowd, passing over the vendor's right hand (the two were facing each other, the left and right sides were opposite.), and hit the fleeing spy's left waist (the two were facing the same direction, the left and right sides were the same).

The bullet carried huge kinetic energy and hit his left kidney. During the roll, his left kidney was directly torn into pieces.

The broken kidneys caused tremendous pain and stimulated the body's protective mechanism, causing him to faint.

"Don't worry, everyone, we are catching spies, don't panic..." Huang Youguang calmed the crowd and asked the team members to catch the spies.

"Wen Bing, Wen Bing! What's wrong?" After the team members helped the spy briefly treat his wounds and was carried over, Huang Youguang discovered that Huang Wenbing was leaning against the wall, his face pale.

"I'm so flustered..." Huang Wenbing hit the ground with his gun, supported the wall with his right hand, and spat out five words.

"Relax~relax~~~, it's okay. Take a deep breath, everyone is okay. Listen to my instructions, breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe..." Huang Youguang was familiar with this state, and patted Huang Wenbing's back gently, gently

said.

This is a stress reaction that many recruits will experience when they enter the battlefield for the first time, especially when there are explosions at close range and corpses and even limbs are everywhere.

However, it stands to reason that Huang Wenbing is an old immigrant who has stayed in the Construction Corps for so long and later became a militia captain. It is impossible if he does not have the lives of Javanese tribesmen in his hands.

In Pioneer Town, there are thousands of hectares of fertile farmland, continuous rubber forests, and spices nearby. They were not originally ownerless...

Later generations, a pioneering era, summarizes everything in these decades...

"Phew... I'm fine, Captain, I'm much better." After a while, Huang Wenbing put his hands on his knees and recovered.

"Why did it happen like this? Are you feeling unwell? Don't force it. If you feel uncomfortable, just rest first. Do you want to go to the hospital?" Huang Youguang breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay. I was just scared. If it were a little off, I wouldn't know who it hit." Huang Wenbing waved his hand.

The crowd was so dense that he just thought these people were "in the way" before shooting. He suddenly reacted after pulling the trigger.

Then there is fear and panic, especially in the place where the spies are fighting. According to simple ballistic estimates, the distance between the bullet and the pancake vendor will not be more than 20 centimeters.

Whose son is this hawker? Whose husband? Whose father? If he died today, what would happen to his parents, wife and children?

Even if there is a huge compensation, can a human life be measured in money? Can a family's destruction be measured in money?

"Captain, this man must be sent to the hospital immediately, give him a few injections, and have a chance to review some information." The team member interrupted Huang Wenbing's deep thought and stopped him from getting into trouble.

"Then send him to the hospital quickly!" Huang Youguang went to a roadside shop to borrow a door panel, put the person on it, and rushed to the hospital.

This spy was a regional leader who they had dug out for so long and had a list of all official Japanese spies in Surabaya.

Many of them were spies who had been lurking for many years. It was for this reason that Huang Youguang ordered shootings in such downtown areas.

Although no one is injured, he will still be punished after he returns.

…………

Late at night, Huang Wenbing tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Still not sleeping yet? Are you still thinking about what happened in the morning?" Huang Youguang came back to get his clothes and saw Huang Wenbing sitting at the door smoking.

"Captain, it's just... I'm thinking about what to do if I miss." Huang Wenbing looked at the cigarette butts on the ground with a confused expression.

"Don't think about it now that it's over. It's my fault that I didn't think carefully enough." Huang Youguang patted him on the shoulder.

"What happened this morning is, firstly, I believe in you. The marksmanship you showed in the training class shocked even professional snipers. Secondly, it is my personal problem."

"That's not just a spy. That spy has a lot of information and a huge list of intelligence networks."

"The reason why I didn't shoot myself is because I don't have the ability. But even if it were to happen again, without you, I would still shoot, but I don't have the shooting skills."

"To be on the safe side, I might hit the vendor with the first shot, and then hit the target with the second shot."

"You saved me." Huang Youguang grabbed the cigarette from Huang Wenbing's hand without ceremony.

Huang Wenbing looked complicated and did not speak. When Huang Youguang saw this, he began to remember the bitterness and sweetness.

"You were only in your teens when you came to Nanhua, right?"

"When I came to Nanhua, I was already nineteen years old. I still remember that it was the eighteenth year of Guangxu's reign."

"Our village was hit by a flood. After the flood, the fields stopped harvesting, and everyone could see famine."

"In our village, we all have the same surname and we are all one family. The elders of the clan make the decision and pool the clan's money to buy food."

"With this batch of grain, when the famine came, no one in our village starved to death for two months. Then...the news was brought home by the married daughter-in-law, and her family was starved to death."

"First, surrounding villages came to borrow grain. If they borrowed too much, it became a robbery."

"There were several armed fights, and more than a dozen people died. We finally managed to hold on, but the refugees came."

Huang Youguang threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it, and twisted it hard.

"After the refugees passed away, there were more than 900 people in our village and more than 300 young people, but few survived."

"I followed the refugees with my two younger brothers and sisters from the same village, traveling from place to place, digging up grass roots, chewing tree bark, and eating Guanyin soil."

"You said, my village, my Huang family, has a population of nearly a thousand, why did it end up in this situation? You said, if no one reported on..."

Huang Youguang looked at Huang Wenbing.

Huang Wenbing had anger in his heart. Although Huang Youguang had a reason, it seemed that he was very selfish and even risked the lives of innocent people.

"The country is the same as my village."

"A few years after the founding of Nanhua, we were still very poor. When we only had the island of Java, we had a bloody fight with the Dutch."

"Later, we fought with Japan and Spain, and we fought back and forth everywhere, and that's how we got to where we are today."

"Why? It's just money and food. This land is too fertile. Just throw some seeds and they will grow. If we grab it, others will grab it."

"Let's go. You are also considered a militia representative. I will take you to see it. You can only look, you can't talk, and you can't touch anything. If you have any questions, just hold it in." Huang Youguang smiled, pulled Huang Wenbing and left.

…

Surabaya Hospital, basement.

A man's waist was covered with bandages and he was fixed to the bed, unable to move.

There was a doctor nearby, giving him a blood transfusion.

"Team Huang, here we come? What is this?"

"My team member is from Semarang. Everyone else in the team knows me and supervises me."

"Proof of identity."

"Okay, let's go in."

After passing three checkpoints, Huang Wenbing saw the person he arrested at noon today.

"Old Huang, you're late. This man's bones are weak. The interrogation is over." A man with a smile on his face came forward.

"Is it over?" Huang Youguang was stunned.

"There is nothing we can do. This man's injuries are serious. It is very troublesome to treat him. The success rate is less than 30%."

"To be on the safe side, I gave him the medicine directly. He was confused and said everything. Here is the interrogation record. Take a look."

Huang Youguang took the interrogation record and looked at Huang Wenbing.

"You see, according to what he told us, there are at least thirty people in Surabaya who came from the Qing Empire disguised as lurkers and infiltrated our ranks."

"The details are unclear, it can only be from the period of large-scale immigration, and the latency period is at least ten years or more."

"Ten years is enough time to rise to a high position."

"Think about it, if our troop deployment is unilaterally transparent to Japan, what will be the consequences?"

"So! I have no regrets. Even if I are shot, I don't want my son to eat Guanyin soil again."
Chapter completed!