Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

"Want to eat dog meat?"

Yu Dahai thought Chu Sheng was just saying it casually, with a deeper meaning, but he didn't expect it to be just the literal meaning.

The two found a dog meat restaurant and ordered a pot of black dog soup and a plate of dog meat with the skin on.

The boss saw that he was wearing a Japanese soldier's skin and gave him an extra dish of tiger vegetables.

During the meal, Chu Sheng secretly went to the kitchen and asked the boss for three ounces of black dog heart and three ounces of black dog tail, which he then hid in his spatial storage compartment.

He wrote another note and ordered the boss to deliver it to the liaison point.

The contact point wasn't far, just across the street from the dog meat restaurant—it was a place he had specifically chosen.

After receiving the reply, Chu Sheng finally sat down and began to enjoy dog ​​meat with Yu Dahai.

"Hehe... Sasaki-kun, the dog meat here is really delicious."

Yu Dahai ate with great relish, his mouth agape, and he even ordered two extra plates for himself.

"Don't you Manchus not eat dog meat?"

Chu Sheng picked up a piece of dog meat, dipped it in dog meat sauce, and put it in his mouth. He found it strange: In TV dramas, Manchus regard dogs as their ancestors. How come he eats it so deliciously?

Yu Dahai chuckled and said nonchalantly:

"Those are all rules set by our ancestors. Now this one has even recognized the Emperor as his father."

"We, the descendants of the Eight Banners, who cares about who our ancestors were?"

"Eat what's available, drink what's available."

Chu Sheng nodded in understanding, and then casually brought up the current situation.

Yu Dahai said "The Japanese Empire is invincible," but his eyes revealed a calculating look.

This kind of person will follow whoever feeds them, which is somewhat similar to his ancestors.

After finishing the dog meat, Chu Sheng worried that the information he had gathered was inaccurate, so he simply dragged Yu Dahai to stroll around the entrance of Sanli Hospital.

The number of transient patients at this hospital has increased significantly.

Although it was shrouded in an aura of death, there wasn't much resentment, and it was still within Chu Sheng's acceptable range.

"Sasaki-kun, let's go back."

Looking at the nearly empty fuel tank, Yu Dahai made a suggestion.

"Let's go!" Chu Sheng already knew everything he wanted to know.

After returning, do one more small task, and you'll have successfully completed the mission assigned by the company.

Yu Dahai seemed eager to return home, and with no one on the road, he floored the accelerator.

In less than half an hour, he was back at headquarters.

Chu Sheng wanted to talk to Jiu Jing to get to know him better—after all, the other man had openly given his wife to him to "play" with all night yesterday.

But the guards told him that he had gone out to pick someone up and wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning.

"Heh, tomorrow morning? Then he probably won't be coming back."

Chu Sheng secretly rejoiced.

If my message is delivered tonight, the guerrillas and their superiors will attack Gantian Town tomorrow.

……

Qijia Village.

After receiving the intelligence from Gantian Town, Yang Shaohui immediately organized a small meeting.

"Chu Sheng is a real genius. He's marked out the firepower configurations of the Japanese troops all over the city for us," Feng Zhenguo said happily.

"That's right, don't you know whose junior brother he is!" Yu Chuda said happily.

"Alright, your junior brother is impressive. Let's have him join our guerrilla team in the future," Feng Zhenguo suggested.

Yu Chuda was taken aback, then shook his head in refusal.

After this matter is concluded, Chu Sheng will return to the Fuxi Hall with them to formally inform the patriarch and have his teachings recorded in the lineage.

"Comrades, we'll talk about what happens after Comrade Chu returns later."

"Let's discuss the siege strategy for tomorrow."

As someone sent down from above, Yang Shaohui was responsible for coordination and liaison, as well as military command.

"Gantian Town has three gates: east, west, and south."

"Last time we didn't have enough manpower, and although we launched a surprise attack on the whole city, we didn't gain much of an advantage."

"I think this time we shouldn't launch a sneak attack, but instead directly storm the east gate and force them into a decisive battle with us."

Feng Zhenguo was experienced in combat and had fought in Gantian Town two or three times.

I failed to win the previous few times because I had fewer players, and I was already feeling very frustrated.

Now that his superiors have finally sent troops to support him, he must avenge his previous humiliation and clear his name!

"I think the captain's suggestion is feasible."

"At that time, I can go into the city with Master Mao and Master Ma to organize the comrades in the city to respond," Lin Susu suggested, hoping to coordinate an attack from the inside and outside.

"A pincer attack is a good idea, and it's relatively safer," Yang Shaohui said.

After discussing their strategic plans, the group looked at Mao Xiaofang, who had a serious expression.

They only have two tasks this time:

First, we must completely capture Gantian Town and drive the Japanese away;

Secondly, priority should be given to helping Mao Xiaofang deal with Jiuju's faction.

"I don't know anything about military strategy, but rest assured, I will do my best to kill the evil Japanese cultivators."

Mao Xiaofang's reply was simple and direct—he would fight to the death to stop the other party from successfully refining a corpse!

"In that case, everyone, proceed according to plan!"

Yang Shaohui made the final decision and gave a final pre-battle pep talk.

also……

Mao Xiaofang, Ma Danna, Lin Susu, and others made some simple disguises and set off ahead of time under the cover of darkness, planning to enter the city at dawn.

After everyone had left, only Yu Chuda remained in the ancestral hall of Qijia Town.

He sat at the table, clutching the package Mao Xiaofang had left behind, silently praying for Mao Xiaofang and Chu Sheng:

"Master, Junior Brother Chu, you two must not get into trouble!"

"I don't want to go back to Fuxi Hall alone."

……

"Where is the procession?"

Back at the Prince's residence, Chu Sheng felt an unusual sense of urgency as he peered through the crack in the window.

Besides not being able to find the starting line, he also discovered that a timer had appeared in his head:

"Remaining task completion time: 11:59"

"Fine, I'll just bury myself under the biggest one."

Chu Sheng didn't dwell on it. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he sneaked out of the warm pavilion and, under the cover of night, made his way to the central and tallest of the seven black stone towers.

Under the discerning eye, the amethyst at the top of the tower shone the brightest, pulsating slowly like a heart, as countless resentful spirits gathered from the blood grooves beneath the bricks.

"It's you." Chu Sheng squatted down and used his dagger to pry open a loose brick in the base of the tower.

A chilling aura instantly surged out. He suppressed his discomfort, stuffed the package under the brick, and then carefully put it back in place.

After doing all this, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Seeing that no one was around, he secretly returned to the warm chamber. The whole process was smooth and seamless, a model of burglary.

We'll just wait for the thunder to rumble, then we can detonate it and blast these evil Japanese cultivators of the Nine Chrysanthemums faction to death.

I glanced at the time:

10:59 AM

"11 hours left."

Chu Sheng closed his eyes, feeling both nervous and excited, and a little reluctant—not knowing if he could ever come back after leaving.

In the hazy mist, a series of chaotic footsteps sounded.

He had just opened his eyes when the door was kicked open.

Chu Sheng was startled. He saw two Japanese soldiers guarding the door, and Jiu Jing, carrying a military sword, led a group of Japanese officers and soldiers who rushed in aggressively.

"You bastard, you Chinese liar, how dare you deceive the great Imperial Japanese Army!"

A savage glint flashed in Jiujing's eyes, as if he were about to tear Chu Sheng apart at any moment.

Chu Sheng's hand tightened, all sleepiness vanished. He glanced around, his gaze landing on a heavily wounded Japanese soldier behind Jiu Jing, and he instantly understood:

"This is fucking exposed!"