Chapter 47 Take the initiative

Chuanfeng and Shumao went ahead, and after entering the Rain Country, they already had a wary look on their faces.

As soon as we entered this hidden camp, a ninja wearing a Konoha forehead protector and holding a kunai blocked our way.

They are all within Chuan Feng's perception range.

"who?"

These are two ninjas wearing Konoha green ninja vests, and they are at least at the Chunin level.

"I am Hatake Kawakawa, a jonin of the Hatake family."

"This is my oldest brother, Hatake Sakumo."

Chuan Feng said this and took out his ID to identify himself.

One of the ninjas took it carefully, and both of them never put down the kunai in their hands from beginning to end.

I felt relieved only after repeated confirmation.

"Chuunin Asakawaro, greetings to Lord Kawaifu."

"Chunnin Jira, greetings to Lord Kawanakade."

Chuan Feng took back his ID and vaguely felt that something was wrong with the camp.

"What happened?"

Sakumo also frowned and looked around. This camp gave him a feeling of insecurity.

"Lord Chuan Feng, we have been waiting for the arrival of the main force."

"But now there are often ninjas from the Rain Village coming to assassinate and attack."

"We are just the vanguard of the negotiations. We are not strong enough and have suffered heavy casualties."

Asakawa Lu's ability to express himself is obviously better than Kira's, and now he is the one who describes what happened.

"Who's leading the team here now?"

Chuan Feng wanted to communicate with the leading ninja again to see how to solve the current dilemma.

"Aburame Funishi-sama has died."

As Machuanlu said this, there was still a painful expression on his face.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Shuomao spoke and walked into the camp first.

Chuan Feng had no other choice at this time, so he decided to wait and see.

When we entered the camp, we saw that the tents were in tatters. Some of them were not even suitable for sleeping, let alone sheltering from the wind and rain.

There were still some wounded people wailing in the tent.

Some intact ninjas also stood up and gathered around at this time. Finally, someone came.

It was the first time that Nawaki and Minato saw the tragic remains of the war, and their faces turned pale.

"This is the jonin Hatake Kawakade and Hatake Sakumo."

Machuan Lu introduced him to everyone.

"I know that Lord Kawanaka is a genius jonin of the Hatake clan."

"Sakumo-sama is the head of the Hatake family."

......

Many of the ninjas there had heard of the names of the two brothers, which made it easier for them to issue orders.

"Okay, be quiet."

Chuan Feng interrupted the ninjas' discussion loudly, saying that now was not the time.

"The main force is still on the way and it will probably take about a week to arrive."

"Next, follow my instructions."

"Any comments?"

Chuan Feng stared at these middle and lower-level ninjas with a scorching gaze, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

"no comment."

"it is good."

"Does anyone among you have mastered earth escape?"

......

Chuan Feng first arranged for ninjas who were proficient in earth escape to build mud houses to accommodate the wounded.

Then replace the worn-out tents in the camp.

Assign tasks based on the different aspects of proficiency of each ninja.

The position of the sentry post was changed. His vision was many times better than before.

After some adjustments and cooking, the camp finally became a little lively.

Unlike before, when everything was lifeless, the ninjas also had no fighting spirit.

He was obviously frightened by the assassination and sneak attack of the Rain Ninja.

But it’s not their fault. Even the jonin of the Aburame family died, and there was nothing they, the mid- and low-level ninjas, could do.

Chuan Feng also received extra care. The earth-style ninjas thoughtfully prepared a mud house for him.

Although it is very simple, it is better than a tent.

Inside the house, Chuan Feng and his group of five were having dinner.

There was some pasta in the pot, which was pretty good condition on the battlefield.

Each person had a small bowl and they enjoyed the meal happily from this pot.

"What are your plans next?"

"Have you been waiting?"

Sakumo asked his brother's opinion.

"It's not my style to not fight back."

"If the Rain Ninja dares to come, then be prepared to die."

"If I'm not mistaken, these are all smoke bombs thrown by Salamander Hanzo."

"With the war on three fronts, he doesn't have time to resist at the same time."

"Send your men to assassinate and harass them, delay their time, and then defeat them one by one."

"That's what he really intended."

Shuomao frowned and thought about what Chuanfeng said, it seemed to make some sense.

He is also an expert in assassination, but when it comes to strategy he is truly the weakest of the weak.

Dai, the heartless guy, didn't listen at all. He was the one who ate the most among the others.

Chuan Feng can understand that physical training consumes a lot of energy, but it’s a bit too much for you to snatch the food from the child.

Nawaki and Minato were pitiful, unable to snatch the food, so they could only look at Kawakaze, hoping that he would serve some noodles.

When the child was still growing, Chuan Feng couldn't bear it and put a lot of noodles in.

But Dai was very happy.

Chuan Feng simply chose to ignore it and continued discussing with his elder brother.

"We are being harassed by the Rain Ninja right now, which means Hanzo's main target is not our Konoha."

"I plan to take the initiative and at least make sure that the Rain Ninjas don't dare come again before the main force arrives."

When Chuan Feng told him his plan, Shuo Mao immediately said that he was good at this job.

"Leave it to me. I'll deal with these annoying rats."

"Brother, you and Dai stay here to guard the camp."

"I'll take Minato and Rope Tree with me. They need a baptism of blood."

What Chuan Feng said was what he was thinking.

A small group of elite ninjas is just right for the growth of the two little ones.

Large-scale battles have no effect, and even if you are unlucky, the Jonin will be killed by the Genin.

“Is it too risky?”

Shuomao felt that Chuanfeng was a little radical and that he could use gentler methods to teach his disciples.

"Don't worry, I left the Flying Thunder God Technique on them all."

Chuan Feng said this trump card, which is also the biggest confidence that he has in protecting the safety of the two little ones.

If you can't beat him, go and save him.

"Okay, Dai and I will stay then."

Sakumo said, patting Dai's shoulder.

Only then did Dai follow suit.

"Don't worry, Chuan Feng-jun, we are here in the camp."

Looking at the noodles that Dai always had on his lips, if Chuan Feng hadn't read the original novel, he wouldn't have believed that this guy could be so powerful and give birth to a son who would be even more powerful than him.

"Minato, Nawaki, do you have any questions?"

Chuan Feng made arrangements before asking the two little ones about their wishes.

"I am willing."

The two little ones were still very polite. At least they ate what was in their mouths and put down their bowls.

"Eat, and follow me after you're done."

Chuan Feng put down the bowl, stood up and walked out.

He has some more questions to ask.

Found Makawa Lu resting in the tent.

"Lord Chuanfeng."

"Sit down, you're welcome."

"Ask you something."

Chuan Feng smiled gently and sat next to Machuanlu.