Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Hurry up, get up and say hello to the officers!"

Seeing that the person being beaten was still struggling on the ground, the two perpetrators who were a little further behind pulled up the victim behind them.

"Hello, sir!" The victim endured the pain and greeted in the loudest voice possible. He saw the military police armband of No. 3, but after greeting him, he didn't say much, just lowered his head.

"Someone come and tell me, what is the reason that makes you have to fight in front of me, a lieutenant colonel of the military police?" Zhou Ke asked the young people in front of him.

The soldiers in front of him were not very old, and looked to be around twenty years old. They were at the age when they were full of energy and had nowhere to vent it. Zhou Ke was not surprised that they would fight each other.

If Kuroba Kaito hadn't come over to break up the fight, and if Zhou Ke hadn't heard someone say the words "Chinese" and "bastard" from afar just now, he wouldn't have planned to come over.

"Sir, you misunderstood. We didn't fight, we were just communicating in daily life!" The young man who took the lead in beating people stood at attention and answered, without any sense of guilt for doing anything wrong.

"Report!" The young man who was beaten seemed to want to say something.

"Tell the truth." Zhou Ke ignored the victim and continued to ask coldly the soldier leader who had just answered.

"Sir, Iwata said he was a Japanese like us, so we got angry and beat him up." The soldier said righteously.

"Isn't he?" Zhou Ke felt a little strange. He thought the accent of the soldier named Iwata was very authentic.

"Sir, I am Japanese! I love our motherland as deeply as you do!" Seeing Zhou Ke asked this, Iwata did not bother to report and hurriedly explained.

"Iwata, how can you say you are a Japanese? You are just a lowly Chinese!" said the soldier with a frown.

If Zhou Ke and others were not here, he would have wanted to continue punching Iwata and severely wake up this eccentric who was influenced by the imperial education.

"You're talking nonsense! My parents are both Japanese! My teachers since I was a child were all Japanese! My descendants will also be Japanese!"

"I am participating in this war for the prosperity of the empire. You can't slander me like this!" Iwata said this and suddenly his eyes were filled with tears.

He recalled the discrimination he had suffered since he started school. Even though he was now a glorious imperial soldier, he still could not escape the fate of being discriminated against.

Iwata hated his blood but could do nothing about it. If he had the chance, he would definitely find a group of Japanese people with compatible blood types to replace his blood.

"Your name is Iwata, right? I admire your spirit, but it's not easy to become a citizen of the empire in the true sense!"

Zhou Ke looked at Iwata with a sharp gaze in front of him and didn't know what to say. After all, the other party grew up under the influence of Japanese education, and spiritually speaking, he was a Japanese.

Even though in the eyes of the Japanese, Iwata was so lowly that he was even worse than a military dog, it would be difficult for the Japanese to change their inherent thinking even if their bodies were destroyed.

"Sir, no difficulty or hardship can stop me! I believe that through hard work, I will eventually become a true citizen of the Empire!"

There was a different kind of light in Iwata's eyes as he spoke. He had been in the army for more than three years, and now he finally received praise and recognition from a genuine officer!

"Very good. As a citizen of the Empire, your physical fitness does not seem to be very high! This is not acceptable. The ability of our citizens to withstand blows cannot be so poor!"

"From now on, every morning, noon and evening, when you have free time, you will use your well-developed limbs to train Iwata hard! You must train him well!"

Zhou Ke ordered the soldiers who had just started beating people. Since it was impossible to change the spirit of the Japanese, they could only destroy their bodies.

"Thank you for the arrangement, sir! Kishibe-kun! I'll take care of you in the future!" Iwata thanked him very respectfully, and endured the pain to bow to Zhou Ke and his colleagues beside him.

"Sir, what if something goes wrong?" The soldier felt a little confused for a moment after listening to Zhou Ke's strange order.

"Growth always comes at a price, and I believe Iwata can bear it! Remember, don't have any concerns when beating people!" Zhou Ke gave Bingtou a look that told him to do it with confidence, and the latter nodded knowingly.

Hyoto felt that although his superior spoke in high-sounding terms, he actually did not seem to regard Iwata as his own. It was ridiculous that Iwata was unaware of this and was still extremely grateful to him.

Zhou Ke led his men away gradually amid Iwata's screams. Zhou Ke had no psychological burden in dealing with a colonist like Iwata, and instead felt that his screams were very soothing.

............

In the afternoon, at the exclusive port of the Navy, Zhou Ke, still in casual clothes, came with his future subordinates to observe the daily exercises of the submarine force at the dock.

"Everyone, if a new Type-B patrol submarine is delivered to this dock, can you receive it without anyone handing it over to you?" Zhou Ke looked at the busy submarine soldiers in the distance and asked the question that concerned him most.

The handover of a ship is not a simple matter. If these people can't use the things that Zhou Ke directly got out of the system space, they will be almost like scrap metal.

"Your Excellency, Deputy Commander, of course there is no problem. As long as it is produced by the Empire, we can accept and use it!" A lieutenant colonel assured, because he was one of the commanders of the two Type B patrol submarines in Shanghai.

"Your Excellency, Deputy Commander, although the number of ships in the submarine force in Shanghai is relatively small, we are familiar with the submarines previously produced by the Empire!" another colonel echoed.

"Really? Do any of you know how to operate a Great Whale-class submarine carrier?"

Zhou Jian saw how confident these people were and instantly became interested. If these people could do anything, then he only needed to solve the problem of soldiers.

"This..." Hearing the newly appointed deputy commander ask this question, the officers of the submarine force were silent for a moment.

Although the Taigei-class submarine carrier has been in service for quite some time, there is only one ship of this advanced design in Japan, the Taigei.

The people in the submarine force present had only seen this type of aircraft carrier a few times in reality, except in textbooks, let alone operating one.

"Reporting to the commander, I know someone who can operate the Taigei-class submarine carrier!" Kuroba Kaito, who had been staying beside Zhou Ke, broke the silence with some excitement as his eyes moved slightly.