The two thousand-odd Stone Ninja in the Land of Grass had gone a long time without fresh supplies.
Food was manageable, but after their last battle with Konoha, they urgently needed more weapons and medicine.
They had already sent out several waves of messengers, and every time, they were told the supplies would arrive soon,
but the supplies never made it through.
Higashi Shibito, their commander, grew anxious and sent another messenger to check on the rear.
Bieshu Feifan's group spotted his messenger from a long way off.
"Feifan, another one's here."
Bieshu Feifan had also spotted the messenger from Iwagakure's front line.
After some thought, Bieshu Feifan made up his mind.
"We'll send him away one more time."
Chunin Number One was a little worried.
"He won't be so easy to send away this time."
Bieshu Feifan rubbed his chin.
"He certainly won't.
Let's do this. Give him a definite answer."
Before long, the messenger from Iwagakure's front line arrived at their temporary camp again.
This time, Bieshu Feifan took the initiative to receive him.
The frontline messenger frowned at Bieshu Feifan, who was wearing an Iwagakure flak jacket.
"Your jacket's so clean, Logistics Officer!
Nothing like us on the front line, struggling for food and clothing, without weapons or medicine.
Must be nice being a logistics officer."
Bieshu Feifan glanced at his new flak jacket, stood up, and grabbed the messenger's hand.
"Thank you for all your hard work. I see it, and it pains me."
The Iwagakure messenger shook off Bieshu Feifan's hand.
"I don't need to hear that.
I just want to know when the supplies will arrive.
Lord Tsuchikage didn't station you here to sit around, did he?
Where are the supplies?"
Bieshu Feifan sighed.
"Brother, we're here to prevent Konoha from raiding the camp.