Night fell.
A small unit from the Hidden Stone Village quietly gathered.
Leading them was a ninja named Tōno Kōjirō, an elite jonin of the Hidden Stone Village, skilled in assassination and infiltration.
"On the main battlefield our assassination squad is almost useless. But now that it's deep into the night… what do you think we should do?"
"Just give the order already. My blade is starving."
A bald, vicious-looking man grinned cruelly, his eyes filled with a thirst for killing.
The others chimed in as well.
"Let's move already. I can't wait to slaughter a few Hidden Leaf Village ninjas in their camp."
"Exactly. It's time the Hidden Leaf Village learns that we're not just good at defense—when it comes to offense, we're just as capable."
"Good. Follow me. Tonight, we'll bring back a few Hidden Leaf Village heads for fun."
With a single command from Tōno Kojiro, the fifteen-man squad followed him, sneaking silently toward the Hidden Leaf Village camp.
...
Inside a brightly lit Hidden Stone Village command tent, staff officers were arguing loudly.
"I say, why make things so complicated? We have twelve thousand men—if we all charge at once, even two against one is more than enough. I don't even see how we could lose this battle. What are you all hesitating for?"
A rough-looking man spoke loudly.
He was the commander of the Hidden Stone Village's assault corps—elite jonin Hanzan Yūga. It was said he could withstand the Third Tsuchikage at full power for half an hour.
With such overwhelming defensive ability, why was he leading an assault unit?
Perhaps every tank has a heart that wants to deal damage.
"Yūga, you're too reckless. Do you know how many troops the Hidden Leaf Village has deployed? What experts they've sent? What preparations they've made? Who's overseeing the battle? Who's in command? You know nothing, yet you want to charge in with your men. You might survive—but what about the ones who follow you? How many of them make it back alive each time?"
An old man with a full beard stepped forward and harshly berated him.
"You old—"
"Yūga, don't lose your temper. Do as I say."
"Kitsuchi, I—"
"Yūga, we'll talk later."
"…Yes."
Just as Hanzan Yūga was about to explode, Kitsuchi stopped him.
Though restrained, his eyes still burned with defiance as he glared at the bearded elder.
Kitsuchi sighed softly.
Without me, this place would fall apart.
"Tajima-sensei, why don't you tell us what we should do next? I'm sure you already have a solid plan."
"Of course. I'm not like you reckless youngsters who only look ahead and ignore what's behind."
The bearded elder, Tajima, pulled out a map and pointed decisively.
"Fūka River!!!"
...
"Stop."
Tōno Kojiro signaled for everyone to halt.
Looking toward the faint glow in the distance, he said:
"That's the Hidden Leaf Village camp ahead. We're about to enter their alert zone. Remember—do not go deep into the camp. Stick to the perimeter and pick off a few isolated ninjas. Got it?"
"Got it. Back at camp we were just bragging—no way we'd actually charge into their main camp. That'd be suicide. Fifteen of us storming their base? Even a hundred lives wouldn't be enough to throw away."
The bald brute said this again, but now he looked nothing like his earlier arrogant self.
He had wrapped himself up tightly—his bald head covered as well, afraid it might reflect light and cost him his life.
As soon as he spoke, the others mocked him.
"Tch, and here I thought Jinin had grown brave. Turns out it was all an act. Pathetic."
"Jinin, a man should keep his word. Wasn't your blade starving? Go on, start killing—don't let it go hungry."
"Yeah, Jinin. Be a little brave tonight and I'll call you my big brother from now on."
They kept egging him on, but the bald man named Jinin was completely unfazed.
Despite his fierce appearance, he was actually the team's comic relief. This kind of teasing was nothing new.
"Alright, enough messing around. Remember—know your limits. Kill one and you've completed the mission. Kill two and I'll record a major merit for you. Kill three and you'll be the vice captain, understand?"
"What if I kill ten?"
"Then you'd better get the hell back, because I can't lead a monster like you."
"Hahaha!"
After a brief bout of laughter, their expressions all turned cold.
"Move out."
"Hidden Stone Secret Technique: Camouflage Technique."
All sixteen of them vanished from sight.
For defensive units, the must-learn jutsu was Earth Style: Earth Wall.
For assassination units, it was Camouflage Technique.
As for assault units… who knew?
...
After Tōno Kojiro's squad left, a pile of rubble nearby suddenly revealed a faint red glow—and a set of white teeth.
"Our alert range is much wider than you think."
At the same time, the figure crushed a slender object in their hand, then slowly followed after them.
"We've been waiting for someone to stir up trouble… hahaha."
...
Within the Hidden Leaf Village's main camp, the defense unit's alarm rang three times in succession.
"Not good—enemy infiltration! Quickly, notify Tsunade-sama!"
"Don't panic. It's only the lowest-level alert. Just a group of fewer than twenty ninjas sneaking in. Hideki was active during the day—now it's my turn at night."
The one stationed here—Uchiha Kamito—revealed a cruel smile.
Night battles and assassinations… those are my specialties.
In an instant, Uchiha Kamito and several Uchiha elite jonin vanished.
Clearly, they were all eager to have some fun.
...
Machida, the most inconspicuous member of the assassination squad, loved setting traps and patiently watching enemies fall into them.
Safe. Reliable. Safe again.
"Hey, don't you get bored lying there all the time?"
"Who—?"
With a sharp crack, Machida's head fell to the ground.
A three-tomoe Uchiha ninja suddenly appeared.
Uchiha Yashiro—an elite jonin trained personally by Uchiha Kamito for years.
"Camouflage Technique lets you turn invisible, but you still need to pay attention to your surroundings. Didn't you notice the grass beneath you was shorter than the rest? Compared to Kamito-sama… you're far inferior."
After five or six years of training under Uchiha Kamito, these Uchiha elites could finally display their true brilliance on the battlefield.
Of course, not all of them liked stealth kills.
In the distance, a massive fireball shot into the sky.
Uchiha Yashiro cursed under his breath.
"That idiot. Now the enemy's completely exposed—how are we supposed to enjoy this slowly? What a fool."
After cursing, Uchiha Yashiro disappeared.
There was no helping it—if he didn't hurry, there'd be nothing left.
Killing more didn't earn extra rewards, but killing too few meant extra training with Kamito-sama.
That kind of "reward" was better left to others.
...
Some Hidden Stone ninjas still in hiding saw the fireball and immediately realized they'd been exposed.
They had to retreat at once.
"I say, how about this—we fight one round. If you win, I'll let you go. With your current situation, you won't escape anyway. What do you think?"
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