A look of relaxation appeared on Ichiro Noda's face.
"Do you have any ideas?" The Colonel looked up and scanned the men who stood behind Ichiro Noda, who were silent.
"No." The men shook their heads, none of them wanting to get themselves into trouble by going and talking too much at this time.
"There's some truth in what you say, I'll explain it to the head of the war department here. Tell them to immediately deploy more men to strictly check all the hotels and guesthouses around, as well as any suspicious places, and to tightly control the training ground, so that something like this must not happen again!"
The Colonel stood up and paced back and forth inside the room, looking at the heads of these competitions and said, in his heart he knew better than anyone that once this happened again. Their global status of the Japanese nation would take a hit.
They might even face questions and recriminations from various countries.
Then he, the colonel in charge of the Special Forces Competition and the security of the training ground, would be jerked off to the end and would not only lose his job, but also take the blame.
This was something he did not want to see.
"Mr. Colonel makes a lot of sense!"
"Yes, I believe that under Mr. Colonel's wise leadership, similar problems will definitely not occur at the training ground again!"
"We will definitely cooperate with Mr. Colonel!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Colonel. I will follow the clues and catch the one who committed the murder as soon as possible, and when we catch him, maybe we can find the answer to all this!"
Seeing all the people patting themselves on the back, Ichiro Noda was able to say along with them.
"All right, I don't want to hear this nonsense from you all, I've already said how to solve it, but remember one thing for me, whenever this happens again, we'll all have to be punished, not just me, do you understand?!"
The Colonel waved a hand. Frowning, he said, these people only knew how to flatter and say nice things, but in reality they couldn't even solve a farting matter.
"Understood!" The crowd agreed together again.
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Despite the two consecutive attacks on the special forces, the competition went ahead as scheduled.
At around six in the morning, just after dawn, all the soldier kings from various countries gathered on the grounds, where they were to compete in a two-day competition, ranging from the simplest of target shooting and combat confrontations to hostage rescue and other simulated battlefield missions.
As Chen Ge, who had come along with Bai Xiaofei, stood not far from the head of the Japanese war department.
He could clearly see that because of what had happened twice, there were quite a few extra soldiers around the training ground today, all of them loaded with weapons and looking around vigilantly, wrapping up the entire training ground.
"They've scared the hell out of their war department." Seeing this formation. Chen Ge chuckled lowly and said to the ghost calculator.
"That's just in the Japanese country, they have a limited force, if it were any other country. I'm afraid it would be even tighter, I just don't know if that person would do it again, daring to kill the South Vietnamese special forces before the special forces competition. Either he is a fool, or he has absolute confidence in his own strength." The ghost calculator carefully glanced at the location of those in the Japanese War Department, and after seeing that they hadn't heard it, he responded with a suppressed voice.
"It should be the latter." Chen Ge nodded his head, and what the Ghost Reckoner said was exactly the same as what he had in mind.
"To be able to solve a special forces soldier in such a short time, the strength is by no means usual, this South Vietnamese special forces soldier I've seen before, his strength should not be weak." Took a deep breath. Chen Ge continued, "Do you think it could be that cultivator from the Chen family?"
"You mean to say that the one who can have this kind of strength. It would be him?" The ghost calculator's eyes widened, he had never thought in that direction.
"Who knows about that, I'm just guessing." Chen Ge waved his hand.
"When you put it like that, it's really possible, daring to strike here and taking out a very strong special forces soldier quickly. It seems to me that only you can do that, and since he did it, it means that his strength should be only a little bit inferior to yours. There's also a real possibility that he's a cultivator from the Chen family."
"But why would he make a move on the South Vietnamese special forces, could it be that the Chen family has some sort of conflict with the war department of South Vietnam as well?"
The ghost calculator rubbed the moustache on his chin in analysis.
"There's no need to think about that, he's here to settle the special forces of South Vietnam at best, and I'm not afraid if he's coming for us." Chen Ge said with his arms around his chest and narrowed his eyes.
As he spoke, the match had already started.
All the special forces were lined up in a row. Each of them had the latest sniper rifle in their hands, and were engaged in a three hundred meter target shooting competition.
With a burst of gunfire, the results came out.
Chen Ge did not have the slightest interest in this kind of competition. After watching for a while, he turned around and left, with the ghost calculator following closely behind.
Just as the two of them left, a car pulled up at the entrance of the training ground.
A young man in a fancy suit got out of the car, followed by three or four bodyguards, and several people walked straight towards the training ground.
This man was Kanagawa Suke-San.
A week had passed and he had never heard from Ryugu Kawauchi, but knew that Chen Ge had arrived here, so he was prepared to come and have a look.
With his position in China, he had the War Department step in to bring Chen Ge under control. It would still not be a problem.
Thinking of the humiliation he had received that night, Kanagawa Suke-San hated to trample Chen Ge under his feet.
"Young Master Kanagawa, what brings you to our War Department's training ground?" Seeing Kanagawa Suke-San coming over. The colonel hurriedly got up and asked.
"Just came over to see what's going on." Kanagawa Suke-San waved his hand as his eyes kept glancing around.
"Welcome, welcome, but we are holding a tournament here. I'm afraid I won't have time to entertain Young Master Kanagawa, and I hope it won't interfere with our normal order, so I'll treat you to a nice drink when the tournament is over!"
The Colonel did not dare to offend Kanagawa Suke-San.
"How could I affect you guys, I was just bored at home and came out to have a look around and happened to turn up at your place."
"You guys do what you want, don't mind me, I'll just look around!" Kanagawa replied with a smile, while waving his hand, several bodyguards immediately scattered out and went looking for Chen Ge throughout the grounds.
The Colonel didn't bother with him either, as long as Kanagawa didn't interfere with the normal order of the match, he could go anywhere else he liked, it wasn't his first time here anyway.
Nearly half an hour later.
Three or four of his men rejoined him.
"Did you find them?" Kanagawa Suke-San asked in a low voice.
"No, we've searched inside and out, all the special forces from various countries, we haven't seen Chen Ge at all." Several of his men shook their heads together.
"Could this dog Kawauchi Ryugu be lying to me?" Kanagawa Suke-San frowned tightly.