That night—
The peaceful silence of Konohagakure was shattered.
Flames erupted across multiple districts. Explosions rolled through the streets like thunder.
In moments, chaos swallowed the village whole.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Inside the Uchiha district, doors flew open. Lamps lit. Within three minutes, hundreds of fully armed Uchiha shinobi had assembled in the streets with disciplined precision.
When Uchiha Jin stepped out, Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Tekka immediately moved to his side.
"Clan Head—do we know what's happening?"
Fugaku's voice was tight.
No matter the cause, if Konoha was under attack, the Konoha Military Police Force—the Uchiha's responsibility—would be blamed first.
Worse—
This could be a trap targeting the Uchiha specifically.
Jin shook his head.
"Uncle Yashiro is on duty tonight. He should be on his way."
As if summoned by the words, Uchiha Yashiro appeared in a Body Flicker before them.
He didn't wait for questions.
"Clan Head. The Hokage Tower, Konoha Hospital, Konoha Prison, supply warehouses, the Nine-Tails jinchūriki's residence, and even the orphanage have all been attacked by unidentified enemies."
"Their strength isn't high. The police on duty have engaged them. But it feels like a diversion."
"We still don't know their real objective."
A Question That Wasn't Simple
Jin's eyes flickered when he heard orphanage.
But he said nothing.
He asked instead:
"Did they come from outside the village… or from inside?"
The question sounded redundant.
It wasn't.
If from outside—
Then the Barrier Team had failed catastrophically.
If from inside—
Then Konoha's internal screening system had been compromised.
Either way—
It meant rot.
Yashiro replied:
"The Barrier Team detected no external breach."
"They're internal."
He hesitated, then added:
"And… none of the other departments have mobilized."
"Recon. Communications. ANBU. Root."
"No coordination."
"It's as if the entire village response consists only of the Military Police."
A silence fell.
Then—
Jin let out a cold laugh.
"So he's finally lost his mind."
The Name Unspoken
He didn't say it aloud at first.
But everyone understood.
Shimura Danzo.
"If I'm right," Jin continued calmly, "the inn housing the Cloud delegation is perfectly quiet."
Yashiro thought briefly.
"…Yes. No disturbances reported there."
That confirmed it.
Jin had already received word that Hiruzen's assassination attempt failed.
He also knew the Cloud delegation had packed luggage to lure Danzo into meeting them.
What he hadn't expected—
Was Danzo selling the village this openly for the sake of becoming Fourth Hokage.
Power.
It drove men mad.
Even men who once claimed to act "for the village."
Jin exhaled once.
Then his voice turned sharp.
The Orders
"Uncle Yashiro—"
"Take the First, Fourth, and Seventh Police Battalions."
"Use the clan's underground passage. Leave the village immediately."
"Ambush toward the direction of the Land of Lightning."
Yashiro's eyes flashed.
He understood instantly.
Cloud was running.
"Tekka."
"Lead the Second Battalion. Coordinate with the Third and Eighth on duty."
"Suppress the internal attackers. Calm the civilians."
"Fugaku."
"Take my authorization. Go to the Hyuga clan."
"Request two archer units from Hizashi's Divine Arrow division."
"Have them reinforce Uncle Yashiro."
The orders came without hesitation.
Precise. Layered. Anticipating multiple outcomes.
"Ninth Battalion—remain in the district. Secure the civilians. Coordinate with the elders."
"Fifth, Sixth, and Tenth Battalions—"
"You're with me."
"We're going to Konoha Prison."
"Move!"
In less than a breath—
The streets emptied.
Five hundred elite Uchiha police forces split like flowing water into assigned vectors.
They were not merely clan shinobi.
They were a standing military machine.
Konoha Prison Falls
When Jin arrived with over a hundred Uchiha at the prison outskirts—
The situation was already ugly.
The prison had fallen.
Inmates hadn't scattered randomly.
They were organized.
Incited.
Directed.
Instead of fleeing—
They were rioting with purpose.
Somewhere—
Someone had unlocked more than cells.
Konoha's broader defense forces were strangely absent.
Only scattered police and freelance shinobi tried to contain the chaos.
Thankfully—
The prison sat at the village's edge.
If it had been central—
Civilian casualties would already be catastrophic.
Jin's expression darkened.
"Fifth and Sixth Battalions."
"Suppress the riot."
"If they resist—kill."
"Tenth Battalion. With me."
No hesitation.
No debate.
This wasn't a misunderstanding.
This was war by another name.
The Real Objective
Behind the prison—
Under cover of chaos—
A group of several dozen figures had already slipped beyond the village perimeter.
They were fast.
Organized.
Disciplined.
Not random criminals.
Not prisoners.
An extraction team.
And they were headed toward the Land of Lightning.
Jin's gaze sharpened.
So this was the true objective.
Create internal chaos.
Force Police deployment inward.
Break prison security.
Extract assets.
Ensure Cloud's clean escape.
And frame the disorder on Konoha's instability.
Danzo.
You really went this far.
Jin leapt forward, cloak snapping in the wind.
Tonight—
Someone would pay for this gamble.
And it wouldn't be the Uchiha.
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