Chapter 99 Squadron 11 Transformation Plan

"Come on, come on, move to the left and make room for me."

"I haven't gotten up so early for a long time, and I'm still a little uncomfortable."

"Is this something important? You're not sleeping so early in the morning and you're making a lot of noise!"

"Hey, guess what, I actually grabbed the latest issue of the erotic magazine!"

"Quick, show me!"

Looking at the group of team members in front of him that smelled like salted fish, Wu Zhu felt tired and stressed.

If it weren't for the strong request of the future captain, he wouldn't bother to meet this group of people. They are all indifferent...

"Vice Captain Fifth Assistant, good morning!"

The sounds of greetings coming from the crowd made Wushu feel even more tired.

He looked at the group of people in front of him with great sadness and said earnestly:

"How can you complete the tasks assigned by the first team, work, and support your family like you?!"

The answer came from the crowd: "Wait for the order, the mission file appears, and then work hard to kill the people on the list."

"What if we can't find the target?"

Another voice answered: "Then come back and wait for the next mission."

Wushu "..."

Sure enough, these people were still the same dogs as before.

I hope Lord Kisaragi can conquer them...

Not long after, a figure walked quickly in front of everyone with a step that he didn't recognize, and looked at the piles of salted fish that seemed to be dried in the sun with a critical eye.

"Ruyue Sanxi, everyone is here."

Although Wusuke is the nominal acting captain and the vice-captain of the 11th Division, his attitude is obviously very low in front of Akira Kisaragi, the third seat.

The team members noticed this strangeness, but they only paid attention to it and then turned their attention to other things.

It has nothing to do with them who takes the third seat. Until the real Kenpachi is chosen, the members of the 11th Division will never be slaves!

They will only obey the orders of the truly strong.

To this day, many team members still suspect that Mole Chengshuang was imprisoned in the Hell of Eternity because of the conspiracy of Chamber 46.

It was only because the aloof group of Mao No. 46 were afraid of the power of Captain Mole City that they fabricated a charge and imprisoned him directly.

This type of statement is widely circulated among the 11th Squadron.

It is worth mentioning that this statement is closest to the truth.

At the very least, Ming Ruyue once suspected that there was a mole in the 46th room of Zhenyang after learning about it...

"It's a little salty, but it's barely usable."

After sizing up everyone in Xianyu, he nodded in agreement.

"I asked the fifth assistant to gather everyone. There is a new task assigned. I hope you can cooperate well."

"Because only in this way can I be happy. When I am happy, everyone can be happy."

As soon as these words came out, the originally chaotic grassland with everyone talking about their own affairs suddenly fell silent. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the young man in front of him, trying to detect signs of joking on his face.

Unfortunately, this time he was serious.

After the silence, there was a roar of laughter. The soldiers of the 11th Division laughed so loudly that they almost lifted the roof of the house behind them. Waves of air were erupted on the grass, which looked spectacular.

It can only be said that they are worthy of the name of the combat team.

Although they are a bit weak right now, their strength is still there, and their overall quality ranks among the top three among the thirteen teams.

Mainly because Yamamoto's First Division is too much of a beast. As a Shinigami soldier, his lifelong goal is to join the First Division.

The assessment is so strict that even the elite Shinigami from other divisions may not be able to pass.

Of course, after joining the first team, their status will be higher than that of other team members to a certain extent, which is one of the reasons why they flock to it.

The second team is the second team and the sixth team. The former belongs to the private army of the Shifengyuan family, and there are many dead soldiers among them. They even sacrifice their own lives in order to complete the mission goal.

And this is exactly why the second division is so powerful.

The latter belongs to the entire aristocracy.

Although the common people can shout about princes, generals, Xiang Ning, etc., in Soul Society, the talents of nobles are indeed much better than those of common people.

Most of the team members are from Rukongai, simply because the base is large enough.

Of course, part of the reason is because some nobles disdain to be in the same squad as civilians, or to obey the orders of captains who came from Rukongai.

In any case, the combat effectiveness of the 11th Squadron is still worthy of recognition.

Although there is no familiar face among this group of people.

Looking at the group of smiling team members in front of him, Ru Yueming glanced sideways and suddenly asked:

"By the way, if I am injured while performing a mission, how will the expenses be reimbursed?"

Wusuke didn't understand why he asked this question, but he still thought about it with his honest character:

"There is a certain reimbursement amount every month."

"Because we are a combat team, the quota is slightly higher than other teams."

"And Captain Unohana also took more care of us and reduced part of the share of basic medicines."

Ruyue Ming nodded thoughtfully.

The benefits of co-writing are pretty good, no wonder most civilians in Rukongai aspire to become a Shinigami.

The end of the universe is the establishment.

This principle is indeed universal no matter which world it is in.

"That's a good feeling."

He took a step forward, his spiritual pressure surged, a strong wind began to rise, and he faced everyone arrogantly:

"Although you are lazy and ugly, I am still willing to give you a chance."

"Let's go together!"

"Beat me to death, or be beaten to death by me!"

As soon as the provocative words came out, the salted fish standing or standing in the grass suddenly seemed to be different people, letting out deafening roars and ridicules.

"This kid is crazy. A mere three-seat man dares to challenge all of us!"

"Even the captains of other teams wouldn't dare to say such big words!"

"Let's go shoulder to shoulder, don't pity this fool."

"It's not easy for someone to come to the door to die, and the blood is burning again!"

"You actually called me ugly?!"

After a burst of noise, someone in the crowd was the first to draw the sword, and chaotic spiritual pressure suddenly burst out, even making the air thicker.

When Wusuke saw this, his expression suddenly changed.

It's not just the future captain who is crazy.

This group of lunatics were also stimulated by the words just now, and went completely crazy. The sudden burst of spiritual pressure not only covered Ruyue Ming, but also an innocent person like him.

Before he could carry him away in time, someone already came to him amidst the shouts of killing.

When Wushu was about to draw his sword and fight, a thigh suddenly stretched out from beside him and kicked the person in front fiercely in the abdomen.

boom! !

There was a muffled sound of a heavy blow, and the man felt an unbearable force coming from him. His eyes popped out, as if his internal organs were about to be kicked out.

He instinctively opened his mouth, his face was red, and his veins burst out, making him look particularly ferocious.

Before the blade in his hand could fall, he flew back at a faster speed and hit the grass in the distance hard.

Wusuke looked at the thigh next to him in shock. Before he could say anything, he saw someone rushing into the crowd with an excited look on his face.

It was like a crazy dump truck driving at full power and crashing into the crowd. Several figures flew into the air with howls.

It is true that the 11th Division is the best at fighting.

But because of the Kenpachi and martial virtues of the past generations, most of this group of people prefer a straight-forward fighting style, and even most of their Zanpakutos are of the direct attack type.

And the enemy that Ru Yueming is best at dealing with is this kind of non-fancy one.

The powerful spirit body is enough to make him immune to the righteous cuts of the team members, and even some elite reapers are unable to cause defense-breaking effects on him.

From a defensive perspective alone, he is even scarier than the average Kilian.

Wusuke looked at the horrific scene in front of him with jaws on his face, as if he saw a humanoid massacre in the crowd. He raised his hand and lowered his hand, and several figures fell down in mourning.

The fierce hurricane roared and stirred up, rolling up the figures, like dumplings cooked in boiling water, making a popping sound on the grass one after another.

A big melee lasted for nearly an hour.

Just when Kisaragi Ming was sweating, there was finally no creature still standing on the grass looking at him.

He half-crouched next to a person, reached out and poked the swollen, fat face, and grinned:

"Can you cooperate well now?"

The man tried hard to open his swollen eyes, swollen a few times, and passed out before he could speak.

Very good, just take it as your default if you don’t speak.

Ruyue Ming nodded and then snapped his fingers.

Wushu, who was sweating profusely while watching the battle, trotted up to him very wisely and said respectfully:

"Captain, what are your orders?"

Ru Yueming glanced at him and corrected:

"Don't call me Captain, call me Lord Palace Secretary!"

Wushu was puzzled, but as a qualified subordinate, what he was best at was obeying orders.

"Okay, Lord Palace Secretary!"

"Go to the 12th or 10th Division next door to borrow some people, and send these guys to the 4th Division first."

"No problem, Lord Palace Secretary!"

Wusuke faithfully carried out the order, saying that if the palace secretary asked him to go east, he would never go west.

Soon, a group of Death God soldiers came to the grassland and stared at the tragic scene in front of them in stunned silence. They suspected that a foreign enemy had invaded, and the entire 11th Division was wiped out.

When the wounded were sent to the comprehensive first aid center one after another, the Fourth Division also became excited, and even Unohana Retsu went to the scene in person.

Looking at the wounded who almost filled the courtyard in front of him, Unohana Retsu, who had always had a good temper, couldn't help but frown.

"what happened?"

"Is there a large-scale unrest in Rukongai?"

She looked at the fifth assistant who came to take charge of the handover.

I don't know why, but being looked at by Captain Unohana, who was known for his gentleness, Wushu felt an inexplicable chill, as if he was being targeted by death.

He shivered and recounted the melee of Team 11 with a sneer.

Then when he finished speaking, Wusuke suddenly noticed that Captain Unohana in front of him frowned and remained silent.

After a moment, she spoke slowly:

"Prepare medical equipment, deploy a large return barrier, and others begin to treat the wounded."

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

Then Gosuke saw Captain Unohana leaving the comprehensive rescue center and heading straight towards his squad.

For some reason, looking at his leaving figure, he always had an ominous premonition.

That night, the members of the 10th Division and the 12th Division all heard the powerful wails and screams coming from the team building next door.

But when they got up in the morning to carry out their mission, they saw Captain Unohana Retsu with a satisfied expression in front of the 11th Squadron.

She smiled very gently at the passing team members, and her every gesture gave people a sense of comfort as the spring breeze was blowing on their faces.

Although I don’t know what happened, seeing Captain Unohana’s smile early in the morning is really motivating.

It truly is the most soothing smile...

…………

The treatment and recovery of the members of the 11th Division took two days, and the treatment and recovery of their third-seat master took two and a half days.

When everyone was gathered on the grass in front of the team building again, their eyes looking at Ru Yueming were full of admiration and admiration.

The strong have the right to speak everywhere, especially in the 11th Squadron.

Looking across the crowd, Ru Yueming nodded with satisfaction.

Although I paid a small price, I was able to get such a group of obedient subordinates.

Not too bad.

"Good, that's it."

Ru Yueming raised her arms and said, "Are you ready to make a career with me?"

"Ready!"

The response was deafening.

Pedestrians on the street outside the team building suddenly looked in the direction of the 11th Squadron in astonishment, wondering what kind of tricks this group of salted fishes, who had been silent for a long time, were planning to do.

Obviously two days ago, the entire team was sent to the comprehensive rescue center...

In the next few days, the Shinigami from other divisions once again witnessed new history.

The dilapidated No. 11 Squadron building was directly demolished and replaced with a complex building similar to a shrine.

Although Seireitei's architectural style is free, the shapes of different team buildings will be very different.

Like the 10th Division next door, it has a certain European style mixed in, with exquisite shapes and gorgeous decorations.

But I have never heard of a family building their team building like a shrine.

After the renovation of the team building was completed, Ohmaeda Nozomi also delivered the reserved promotional haori as promised.

Needless to say, the tailors of the Ohmaeda family are still quite good.

The one-eyed god on the feather fabric is lifelike and quite charming.

At the same time, a slogan that is easy to understand and catchy is also added.

Anyway, it doesn’t cost any money, just have some faith.

A group of sturdy men wearing feather-origins stood neatly on the grass, quite in the style of a social gathering.

Although I don’t understand why Lord Kisaragi made such an arrangement, there must be some deep meaning on his part.

As a weak person, just obey the strong!

"Very well, little ones."

"Let's all go to Rukongai to promote the Nikoku Shrine and let the name of the One-Eyed God spread throughout Rukongai first!"

Ru Yueming raised her arms and shouted.

Looking at the mighty figures moving out, Wu Zhu wanted to cry but had no tears.

I thought that the 11th Division would be better after having a leader, but I didn't expect that the situation would be worse than before.

He could already imagine what it would be like when these reckless men broke into Rukongai...

Thanks to Lin Shanghaha asd boss for the reward