Chapter 64 Konoha Ninjas Strike!
Chapter 64 Konoha Ninjas Strike!
A dark cave, with thick trees.
A thin body, an aged face, and dry, white hair.
The elderly Madara Uchiha sat quietly, resting with his eyes closed.
At this moment, Jue appeared on the wall.
"Good news! According to information from the White Zetsu clone, the Sand Village has launched a surprise attack on the Land of Fire, and the Shinobi World War has begun."
"Hehehe, war? It's just child's play. But it's fine, I'm getting weaker and weaker. It's time to move on to the next step of the plan. I need to find a good tool to complete my plan."
Zetsu said, "Since the war has begun, it will expand indefinitely. In order to deal with the war, Konoha will inevitably send the Uchiha clan to the battlefield. At that time, we can select suitable candidates."
Madara opened his eyes, revealing his scarlet Sharingan, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"I know the Uchiha clan's character best. They are deeply emotional and obsessive. As long as you destroy the people you love and create enough stimulation, you can easily manipulate them."
Juexin said, "It's really ironic to hear such words from your mouth."
As the tool chosen by Madara in the anime, Obito is currently at a barbecue restaurant, standing with his hands on his hips, boasting loudly.
"Hahaha, I'm a genius of the Uchiha clan! Look, I've become a ninja now!"
Kyosuke glanced at him, then picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.
Really fragrant.
Kakashi watched as Kyosuke effortlessly and naturally snatched his share of meat, and silently reached for Obito's meat with his chopsticks.
Lin had a separate serving of strawberries, her favorite food, which she ate slowly and happily.
Obito talked for a long time, but when no one responded, he became very angry.
"Hey, this meal is on me! Do you know how long I've saved up for this? You guys should listen to me!"
Kyosuke felt full, so he leaned back in his chair, picked his teeth, and teased Obito.
"Hey, isn't this Genin Obito? You know how to invite your senior to dinner, you have good taste. Kakashi is Chunin, let's take care of him from now on."
Kakashi noticed that the meat was gone and put down his chopsticks.
"You're such a drag. I don't know who's so unlucky to be your teammate. You better not drag them down."
Obito clenched his fists, extremely dissatisfied, his face turning red with anger.
"Don't look down on me. I'm a genius of the Uchiha clan, and I'm going to become the first Hokage of the Uchiha clan. You will all have to become my subordinates!"
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Kyosuke extended his right hand and shook his finger in front of Obito.
"I'm sorry, Obito, although I often eat your grilled meat, I will not give you the future Hokage position."
"Two idiots."
Seeing Kyosuke and Obito daydreaming, Kakashi made an objective assessment.
At that moment, Rin smiled gently, her silvery laughter interrupting Obito who was about to speak in rebuttal.
"We're all ninjas now, and we're really happy. We hope your wishes come true, and then we'll celebrate together."
Obito scoffed, "There can only be one Hokage. It's impossible for both Kyosuke and me to have our wishes fulfilled."
Kyosuke said nonchalantly, "It's you who can't fulfill your wish, not me. If you're not convinced, let's have a duel. The wager is still a barbecue."
Obito challenged Kyosuke several times, but he always got beaten up, and the gap between them kept widening, leaving him with no hope of victory.
Hearing Kyosuke's provocation, Obito was furious, but he could only stammer and couldn't respond, his face turning bright red.
Lin couldn't help but glance at Kyosuke, and seeing his well-proportioned and healthy physique, she couldn't help but feel envious.
"Kyosuke, you're amazing. You love eating meat so much, but you're not fat at all."
Upon hearing this, the three boys rolled their eyes in unison.
Girls' thought processes are indeed unique.
Just then, a commotion broke out outside. The group, having just finished eating their meat, curiously went out of the barbecue restaurant to see what was going on.
Several eagles soared back and forth above Konoha Village, emitting sharp cries.
The numerous Konoha ninjas suddenly looked up, their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately dropped what they were doing and jumped onto the building.
The Jonin, in particular, moved among the buildings and quickly gathered at the foot of the Hokage's office building.
The three advisors, including the Third Hokage and Danzo, were already waiting here.
Jiraiya and Orochimaru stood at the very front of all the ninjas, fully armed.
The ninjas who arrived later stood behind the two of them.
No one spoke; a heavy atmosphere permeated everyone's hearts.
Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, the Third Hokage took the pipe out of his mouth, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
"We just received intelligence that the Sand Ninja have launched a surprise attack on our forces and are now within the Land of Fire's borders. The Shinobi World War has begun!"
The third generation delivered the shocking news in calm words.
Although the situation in the ninja world was tense that year, they knew that war would break out sooner or later.
Although killing is the meaning of their existence as ninjas, many of them were survivors of the last war.
Although they were confident that under the Hokage's leadership, they could defeat all enemies.
But when war actually broke out, their emotions fluctuated wildly.
Despite the long standoff and tense relationship between the Cloud Ninja and the Mist Ninja, a full-scale war has yet to break out.
As a result, the Sand Village, without making a sound, directly invaded the Land of Fire, which was completely unexpected by everyone.
"Unexpectedly, those Sand Ninja guys launched the attack first. That's surprising."
Orochimaru wore a faint smile on his pale face, his smooth hair swaying in the breeze, but he was furious inside.
His experiments were becoming increasingly in-depth, but the damned war was hindering his progress in seeking the truth.
If he weren't a disciple of the third generation, he wouldn't have gotten involved in such pointless wars.
Jiraiya felt the same way as Orochimaru; he deeply abhorred war because he knew its destructive power was too cruel.
There is so much beauty in the world, why can't we just appreciate it instead of fighting each other?
"Lord Hokage, give the order! We will definitely defeat the Sand Village!"
"Give the order, Lord Hokage!"
"Attack! Attack!"
The war has begun, and some ninjas have spoken up, expressing their determination to fight.
Seeing everyone's high morale, the third generation nodded with satisfaction.
"Orochimaru, you lead a group of elite troops to intercept the Sand Ninja immediately. Konoha is entering a state of war; all ninja are on standby at home. We must assemble our ninja army to deal with all enemies!"
Speed is of the essence in war. With Orochimaru as the commander and elite Jonin such as Ino-Shika-Cho as the core, a ninja army of nearly a thousand people quickly assembled and headed west.
After dispatching the ninja army, Jiraiya expressed his concerns and questions in the Hokage's meeting room.
"The Sand Village has clearly been preparing for this war for a long time. The Kazekage will likely lead the attack personally, and Orochimaru probably won't be able to withstand it. Why not let me go with them?"
The Third Hokage took a deep drag on his cigarette, his brow furrowed, and did not answer Jiraiya, but Danzo offered an explanation.
"The current situation in the ninja world is tense and mysterious. We don't know what Kirigakure, Kumogakure, and Iwagakure might do. We must leave enough fighting force behind to deal with any unexpected situations."
The third generation exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression obscured by the haze.
"Hopefully, the Sand Village hasn't joined forces with other ninja villages."
Being besieged by other ninja villages is everyone's biggest fear, but it is also a very likely thing to happen.
Because the Land of Fire occupies the best land and possesses the most wealth.
Other countries are already drooling with envy.
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