Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"What are you doing?"

At the south gate, the Japanese guards, seeing that Chu Sheng was an unfamiliar face, stepped forward and stopped him. The Multiverse Language Translator then translated his language into Mandarin for him.

Chu Sheng handed Sasaki Junzaburo's military officer's ID to the other party:

"I am Junzaburo Sasaki, who has come to Gantian Town to take up a post."

"Hey!" The Japanese guard, seeing that he was an officer, bowed respectfully at a 90-degree angle and handed his officer's ID back to Chu Sheng.

"Yosh, you big bastard." Chu Sheng felt a little better, took the ID, and imitated the Japanese officer in the movie, grunting "Hmm" through his nose.

He even deliberately raised his hand and patted the guard's shoulder rather rudely, mumbling a sentence in a mix of newly learned Japanese words, aided by the translator:

"You, stand guard properly."

"Yes, sir! I'll take you to headquarters." The Japanese guard became even more respectful.

"No! I... Sasaki Junzaburo have relied solely on myself my entire life."

Chu Sheng forced himself to remain calm. He wasn't there to see the Japanese headquarters, so he headed straight for the nearest Sanli Hospital.

The leg had just taken a step—

"Squeak!"

A sidecar motorcycle, accompanied by two military trucks, sped up and stopped in front of the city gate, kicking up dust.

The car door opened.

A Japanese officer in a crisp uniform and wearing the rank of colonel was the first to jump off the vehicle.

This person was none other than Jiu Jing, whom Chu Sheng feared most.

Chu Sheng's heart tightened suddenly, and he thought to himself, "What I feared most has come to pass. How could I run into this plague god as soon as I entered the city?"

Helpless, he could only pretend to be happy and, imitating the Japanese guards, jogged to Jiujing.

He gave a slightly stiff military salute:

"Sasaki Junzaburo greets Colonel Kui."

Kujiro stepped forward, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Chu Sheng from head to toe: "Sasaki... Junzaburo?"

"Which unit do you belong to? Where is your transfer order?"

Chu Sheng once again took out the officer's ID card bearing the name "Sasaki Junzaburo" and handed it over with both hands:

"My subordinates originally belonged to the 73rd Infantry Brigade, but were ordered to be transferred to the Gantian Town Garrison."

"This is the transfer order and officer's ID."

Kujiro took the transfer order and officer's ID, examined them carefully, and then smiled:

"By the way, how is Colonel Kawashima?"

Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. How could he possibly know who Colonel Kawashima was?

But he had a vague feeling that Jiujing was bluffing him, so he gritted his teeth and gambled:

"I'm so sorry, but I don't know Colonel Kawashima."

"Perhaps it's because my rank is too low and I've never met this colonel before."

Jiujing smiled faintly and patted Chusheng on the shoulder:

"It's alright, I don't know who Colonel Kawashima is either."

"That was just something I made up on the spot."

"Huh?" Chu Sheng pretended to be surprised.

General Jiujing returned Chusheng's military ID and asked, "Have the cherry blossoms bloomed in our hometown yet?"

Chu Sheng sneered inwardly. It was already August; where would there be any cherry blossoms left? He didn't answer, but instead asked:

"I wonder where your hometown is, Colonel?"

Upon hearing Chu Sheng mention his hometown, a flicker of homesickness crossed Jiu Jing's eyes:

My hometown is Hiroshima.

Chu Sheng grinned, his smile wide with delight, and praised:

"So this is that beautiful place, even though the cherry blossoms there have already faded."

"But I have a feeling that an unprecedented and magnificent fireworks display is about to bloom in Hiroshima."

Jiujing felt honored to hear someone praising his hometown and laughed loudly:

"Haha, Junzaburo Sasaki, you really know how to talk."

"My hometown is really beautiful."

At this moment, his fondness for Chu Sheng continued to rise, as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land.

Yu Dahai, the sycophant who always followed Jiujing around.

Surprised that Chu Sheng's flattery was even more skillful than his own, he thought, "I never expected that the one who would defeat me would be a Japanese soldier."

In his mind, the Japanese were undoubtedly a ruthless, cunning, yet foolish group.

Jiujing happily pulled Chusheng onto the military vehicle:

"Come on, I'll take you to see the headquarters. We'll have a welcome dinner for Sasaki-kun tonight."

He didn't shy away from it and spoke about it openly:

Do you prefer Chinese women or women from our country?

"The women of China are mere playthings in the hands of our empire."

Chu Sheng grinned: "Of course I like women from Japan."

"Why?" asked Jiujing curiously.

Chu Sheng's laughter grew even more genuine: "Because they always exude a seductive aura!"

Kujiro was taken aback for a moment, then burst into a loud "hahaha" laugh:

"Well said, well said!"

"Tonight, I'll have the most beautiful woman in the Imperial City in Gantian Town keep you company."

Chu Sheng wanted to refuse, but the Japanese had one thing in common—enthusiasm!

Even the ruthless killer Jiu Jing wore a fake enthusiasm, giving no one a chance to refuse.

The headquarters was located within the Manchu city, which was a city within a city.

Looking through the car window at the sentry posts on the wall, Chu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine.

The sentry post was guarded not only by Japanese soldiers, but also by a heavy machine gun.

To take it down, we'll definitely have to make unimaginable sacrifices.

"If only I could wait a little longer," he murmured to himself.

The military vehicle drove through the dilapidated streets of the city and stopped in front of a renovated former Qing Dynasty prince's mansion.

A sign reading "Gantian Garrison Command" hangs beside the vermilion gate, and two guards stand at attention with guns.

Chu Sheng followed behind Jiu Jing.

His gaze swept over the newly built machine gun emplacements in the courtyard and the soldiers patrolling with their wolfhounds.

Judging from their expressions, the Japanese soldiers in Gantian Town appeared quite spirited.

"Come in, please!"

All the way there, Jiu Jing held Chu Sheng's hand warmly, and even after they sat down on the sofa in his office, he wouldn't let go.

His office was very simple.

Besides a huge military map with interlocking red and blue arrows hanging on the wall,

There was also a glass jar on the cabinet behind him.

The water in the jar was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Sasaki-kun is interested in this too?" Kuji took off his white gloves and threw them on the table, then looked at the glass jar following Chu Sheng's gaze.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the colonel to know how to make medicinal wine," Chu Sheng said casually.

"Haha, this isn't wine, it's my medal of honor from a lifetime of battles!"

Excitement gleamed in Jiujing's eyes as he carefully took the glass jar off the cabinet and presented it to Chusheng, as if displaying a work of art.

"Look—these are the 'souvenirs' I collected from Manchuria to North China, and then from East China to Central China."

Chu Sheng instinctively moved closer to the jar. In the dark brown liquid, there were countless strange things floating in layers.

He asked, somewhat puzzled, "What is this?"

Kujiro proudly declared, "These are all Chinese ears!"

Chu Sheng was startled and subconsciously looked over, only to find that it was indeed full of human ears, soaked until they turned white and curled at the edges.

They were densely packed together.

Chu Sheng suddenly felt his stomach churning and instinctively wanted to escape from this place to vent his anger.

"Snapped!"

No sooner had he stood up than Jiujing grabbed him and pressed him down.

The other person held up the bottle, looked excited, and approached him, explaining the origin of these ears.