"Naruto: Ice God"Chapter 184: Watch Your Words—Enemy Attack
Time advanced to the tenth day.
Feng Bai and his team had reached the border's edge—the most dangerous position of this mission.
This location was extremely vulnerable to attacks from Cloud and Mist ninja, and coincidentally, Konoha hadn't signed peace agreements with either village.
"The traps have been triggered for the most part. If we want to fully restore them, it'll take about three days."
After inspecting the remaining border traps, Shikokan shook his head with a bitter expression.
During these three days, if they encountered an attack, with their configuration of one jōnin and three genin, Shikokan didn't know if they could win—but he was quite clear about whether he'd die.
Hearing Shikokan's words, Feng Bai looked toward Hyūga Tokuma beside him.
Hyūga Tokuma immediately understood Feng Bai's meaning and activated his Byakugan to survey the surroundings.
After a while, he deactivated his Byakugan and shook his head at Feng Bai.
Having the Byakugan was truly convenient—it saved him from climbing up and down searching for targets with the naked eye.
"No enemies for now. Let's restore what we can within our capabilities."
After speaking, Feng Bai assigned Hyūga Tokuma to handle surveillance, Shikokan to restore the traps, while he followed Maruboshi Gosuke to review the tracking techniques their teachers had once taught in school.
Calling it a review was generous—it was practically relearning everything from scratch.
Feng Bai, who had devoted all his energy to ninjutsu, had never paid attention to these peripheral skills.
Wartime was simple and brutal—if you saw someone, throw ninjutsu; if you didn't see anyone, throw ninjutsu in the direction where someone might be.
Feng Bai grumbled internally.
Isobu: Isn't this kid just an idiot?
Feng Bai: Shut up, Isobu!
"Ah, once this mission ends, I'm going to sign up for the Chūnin Exams. Say, Captain Feng Bai, could you write me a recommendation letter?"
As night fell, Shikokan, who had been busy all day, plopped down on the ground and muttered while picking up his chopsticks.
"No way. Sign up yourself."
Feng Bai refused without hesitation.
The Chūnin Exams at this time still maintained their pre-war format—internal competitive selection.
As long as you completed enough missions, even without a jōnin's recommendation, ordinary genin could register independently.
Only those genin who hadn't completed enough missions needed jōnin recommendations.
"Ah, so strict."
Though he said this, Shikokan seemed to have anticipated that Feng Bai wouldn't agree so easily, and his expression didn't change at all.
"But speaking of which, Gosuke-san, have you really never passed a single Chūnin Exam?"
Turning his gaze toward Maruboshi Gosuke, Shikokan was genuinely worried he might become an eternal genin like him.
"Me? Hahaha, I never registered for the Chūnin Exams for various reasons."
A trace of sadness flashed in Maruboshi Gosuke's squinting eyes as memories of teammates who had lost their lives due to his recklessness surfaced in his mind.
Since then, he had sworn to remain a genin for life.
"Anyway, it's all in the past. No need to mention it."
"Eh? How can that be? Tell us more—was it because the Chūnin Exams were too difficult?"
"Difficult? In my era, there wasn't even such a thing as Chūnin Exams..." Maruboshi Gosuke shook his head helplessly.
After swallowing the last bite of rice in his bowl, Hyūga Tokuma ignored the others around him, stood up, and prepared to begin surveillance duty: "I'm full."
"Mm, thank you for your hard work. I'll come relieve you in a while."
Feng Bai nodded, looking at the distant border line while mentally calculating when he should make a trip to Hidden Mist Village.
He had promised Isobu he'd take it to see some cute boys, and besides, his plan to recruit underage ninja from Hidden Mist Village had been in the works for years—he definitely wouldn't give up easily.
He knew Haku and Kimimaro were probably two to three years older than Naruto, so he should have everything prepared within two years.
He'd definitely need to bring teammates, just not people from Konoha.
Kakuzu or Pakura—choose one?
Pakura wouldn't work. That woman harbored extreme hatred toward Mist ninja, and bringing her along would likely cause trouble.
If she got desperate and tried to fight the Mizukage, should he help or not?
In contrast, Kakuzu was much more emotionally stable. As long as there were no financial disputes with him, everything would be perfectly safe. Plus, he was a veteran ninja who had been active since the First Hokage's era and should know many secrets Feng Bai didn't understand.
This would be very helpful for future operations.
Oh right, he'd need to inform his old man about this operation in advance—he didn't want to be dragged out in the middle of the night for Wind Release training again.
He'd also need to give Sakumo-uncle advance notice. Leaving without saying goodbye and being treated as a missing-nin by Konoha would be problematic.
Speaking of which, it really was quiet. No enemy attacks either. If things stayed this safe until the mission's end, that would be perfect.
Thinking this, Feng Bai, having finished his meal, stood up to relieve Tokuma and take over surveillance duties.
The next day.
Just as Shikokan was pestering Maruboshi Gosuke to tell more stories about the Chūnin Exams, a flock of birds suddenly took flight from the nearby forest, drawing everyone's attention.
"Tokuma!"
Feng Bai immediately turned to alert Tokuma, who activated his Byakugan the moment he received the message.
"Enemy attack! Approximately thirty people!"
Hearing there were about thirty enemies, Feng Bai didn't panic. Instead, he ordered Gosuke to stay put with the two genin on guard duty while he advanced toward the enemy's direction.
"Thirty people—this isn't harassment, this is war!"
Shikokan was somewhat panicked, hurriedly checking the traps he had set, hoping to use them to block the enemy.
"Who are you?!"
Feng Bai quickly encountered the enemy's advance guard and rapidly threw out Flying Thunder God kunai, blocking the enemy's advance.
The opponents weren't wearing forehead protectors, and their clothing was clearly disguised—mismatched styles, some even wearing Konoha flak jackets.
"A kid? Kill him directly!"
A ninja who seemed to be the enemy leader gave the order, and the surrounding ninja immediately threw their kunai.
"Flying Thunder God Kidney Strike!"
Seeing the enemy had no intention of communicating and was directly attacking him, Feng Bai activated Flying Thunder God Technique, using the kunai he'd thrown earlier to move rapidly through the crowd.
Several ninja standing near the kunai let out agonized cries before clutching their waists and collapsing to the ground.
"Such fast Body Flicker Technique!"
The ninja who had given the earlier order saw his subordinates fall in the blink of an eye. His voice carried some panic as he hurriedly drew the ninja blade from his body: "Everyone attack together!"
Clearly, they wanted to use their numerical advantage to defeat Feng Bai.
"Water Release: Water Marsh!"
One ninja spat out large amounts of water from his mouth, covering this small area and waiting for Feng Bai to step on it.
Watching the water gradually spreading to his feet, even with Feng Bai's low intelligence, he could see something was wrong. He immediately threw out another Flying Thunder God kunai toward the enemy's position.
[TN-Final: Original Chinese Term - "飞雷神肾击" - Final Translation: "Flying Thunder God Kidney Strike" - Justification: This appears to be an original technique variation, maintaining the Flying Thunder God naming convention while specifying the target area]
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