From undercover in Konoha, to I am the Hokage!

Chapter 92 Speed ​​War (1w1)

Kikyo City, command headquarters.

Coming back here again after many days, the scene in the command battalion headquarters is as busy and tense as usual, with staff officers running back and forth everywhere carrying documents and various tools.

However, compared with three months ago, the number of staff here is much less.

It was not because there were fewer people needed, but because the front line was increasingly short of manpower. As a result, the ninjas from the Nara, Yamanaka and other families who were supposed to be transferred to serve as staff were also transferred to the front line by the commander-in-chief Orochimaru to plug the gaps.

In the current command headquarters, from top to bottom, including the commander-in-chief Orochimaru, everyone is doing the work of at least three people, and they are busy from morning to night.

But even so, it is still not enough.

Sawara Kiri didn't say much about this.

The staff officers in the rear do work very hard, but they only need to think about how to complete their jobs, while the fighters on the front lines have a lot more to consider.

After all, this is the difference between life and death.

"Lord Sahara!"

However, just as he entered the command headquarters, he was stopped by a Nara ninja who was trotting towards the command center with documents in his arms. He hurriedly said, "Lord Orochimaru has ordered that you and your group should go directly to the conference room to attend the meeting after you return."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Sawara Kiri nodded at him and smiled gently.

The Nara ninja didn't say much and immediately ran away with the documents.

He is also very busy.

Sawara Kiri and the others walked towards the meeting room. They were first tested at the door to confirm their chakra before being allowed in.

By the time they entered the room, the meeting had already begun.

Dozens of senior ninjas with various responsibilities gathered together, all sitting in this relatively empty conference room. Orochimaru, the commander-in-chief, was standing at the podium in front, describing the current situation as simply as possible.

"Everyone knows the current battlefield situation. The shortage of manpower and equipment has lasted for some time. The only supplies that can be guaranteed are food and ninja tools. However, these two items have also been targeted recently. According to the existing intelligence, in fifteen days, the second line of defense that is now barely maintained will suffer from a certain scale of food shortage due to the attack."

"Not only that, the recovery and rotation speed of the injured has also reached its limit."

"Due to the lack of manpower in various places, it is difficult to maintain the current battle line. Many wounded soldiers in field hospitals have not had time to fully recover before being sent to the battlefield by the commanders, resulting in many unnecessary casualties. Yes, I know this is a last resort. I am just stating the problem. Please let me finish."

After being interrupted, Orochimaru did not get angry, but instead explained.

After the commander who had stood up sat down again, he continued:

"Therefore, I have decided to completely abandon the second line of defense and withdraw all forces to the defense line around Kikyo City."

"Crack-!"

There was a tsunami-like cry of surprise from all the jonin present.

Everyone looked at Orochimaru with an incredible expression.

One of the jonin immediately stood up from his seat and accuses him sternly, "Lord Orochimaru, do you know what you are saying now?"

"Since the founding of Konoha, there has never been such a precedent!"

"That's right! Even though the Senju clan fought to the last man, they never gave up the land belonging to the Fire Country. This is a crime!"

"Not an inch of land in the Fire Nation is wasted, no matter how great the sacrifice."

Not only the person just now, many senior ninjas present stood up and loudly opposed his decision.

Sawara Kiri looked at the excited crowd in silence without saying a word.

Because of many things that happened in the original work, some people say that Sarutobi Hiruzen is weak, some say that Shimura Danzo is selfish, and some say that there is no good person among the Konoha high-ranking officials, they are either stupid or bad.

But no one would say that there is anything wrong with the spirit and will of these ninjas who are always fighting on the front lines for Konoha and the Land of Fire.

Wherever the leaves are flying, the fire is endless.

The people present are both the flying leaves and the burning fire.

However, many times their ideas are not correct.

It is obviously a contradiction to ask ninjas to fight a large-scale war with their spirit of completing tasks, not fearing sacrifice, and never retreating.

Orochimaru glanced at everyone present and saw that Sahara Kiri was silent. He smiled at him and did not take everyone's accusations to heart.

After their accusations gradually died down, Orochimaru clapped his hands and continued:

".After shrinking the defense, the troops gained by compressing the defense will be formed into a desperate dispatched army, which will go deep into the hinterland to destroy the entire logistics system of the Sand Village."

"We will attack directly from their main base in the River Country to the Sand Village."

“That’s my strategy.”

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Hearing this, all the jonin present were stunned.

What is the 'Death Corps'?
Destroy the entire logistics system from the River Kingdom to the Sand Village?
How far is this?

Several jonin commanders present did the math in their heads subconsciously and their eyes widened.

More than 1,200 kilometers!

Even though there are only a few logistics bases along this route, all of them are located in corresponding oases,
When thinking of this, everyone present suddenly understood why even a cold and rational person like Orochimaru named them the 'Death Corps'.

Because this is indeed a road that will lead to death.

However, there is no shortage of people who dare to die in the Hidden Leaf Village.

The entire venue was silent for a while, and suddenly a middle-aged commander raised his hand calmly and asked:

"Lord Orochimaru."

"If I participate, how many people can you assign to me?"

"I only have 325 troops left. That's not enough."

After his voice fell, the venue was quiet for a while.

Everyone seemed to finally understand why the commanders of their mobile forces were called here today, and they all felt relieved.

Konoha ninjas can die, but they cannot die in humiliation.

One after another, more people raised their hands and began to report the remaining number of people in their troops.

Orochimaru looked at them and waited quietly for a while.

The whole process was as ordinary as choosing a place for tonight's dinner party. No one showed any embarrassing reaction - or rather, it was precisely because they were such people that they were chosen by Orochimaru to carry out this mission.

The three members of Sawara's team watched this scene quietly.

Similar scenes are not uncommon on the battlefield. For the three people who often experience life and death, they have become accustomed to it.

However, they still deserve respect.

After everyone had finished speaking, Orochimaru continued, "Since everyone has this awareness, I won't say much. Come over and draw lots later."

"Only half of you can go."

"The rest of you need to help me defend Kikyo Castle - this is also a very difficult task."

"As for the selection of the team leader."

Orochimaru said, turning behind him.

Then, Sawara Kiri saw a familiar figure walking slowly out of the small door at the back.

When they saw that person, Sawara Kiri and the others suddenly understood why they were called here.

Hatake Sakumo walked out of the small door exhausted. Although his skin was not white to begin with, it now looked at least two shades darker than the last time they met.

Noticing the gazes of Sawara Kiri and the others, he grinned.

Then, he turned to face the people in front of him and said gently:
"I am the commander of this Death Squad."

"Hatake Sakumo."

Orochimaru nodded at him, and then continued speaking:

"Recently, under my order, Deputy Commander Hatake went to investigate the entire logistics system operation process from the River Country Logistics Base to the Sand Village, a distance of more than a thousand kilometers, and recorded everything."

"Next, he will lead you to sweep across at the fastest speed."

"This mission can only succeed. Failure is not allowed."

"Until the last person."

Orochimaru looked at the serious faces in front of him, his tone still calm:

"do you understand?"

"Yes--!"

Everyone responded in unison.

"Oh, long time no see!"

After the meeting, Hatake Sakumo brushed off the dust on his body, walked up to Sawara Kiri and the others without any hesitation, put his arms around Sawara Kiri and Minato's shoulders, one on each side, and got covered in dust.

"I've been really exhausted during this period of time." "Hey, you guys, why do you all look like that?"

"You didn't miss me at all?"

Hatake Sakumo turned to look at the two of them in confusion.

Kiri and Minato pinched their noses. Not to mention breathing, it was even a bit irritating to their eyes if they got a little closer.

"Teacher Shumao, how long has it been since you took a bath?"

Only Yayoi, who was standing a little further away, was able to speak while pinching her nose.

Only then did Hatake Sakumo react and sniffed his own armpits, almost making himself fall over.

However, he still held them both tightly, with no intention of letting go.

"What can I do!"

"We have been traveling back and forth across the desert of the Wind Country several times to familiarize ourselves with the route, but there is not enough water to drink, let alone take a bath!"

Sahara Kiri said with difficulty: "Let go, let go first and then talk."

However, Hatake Sakumo had a smirk on his face: "Also, I have heard a lot about your reputation in the Kingdom of Wind!"

"I didn't expect you to have such a hidden trick."

"Flame Blade, Hatake Kakashi, right?"

"You even cheated my three-year-old son. Do you have any conscience? Hmm? Hmm!"

Hatake Sakumo stuffed the two guys into his arms and said, "Do you know what my expression was when I heard that my son was so powerful on the battlefield in the Sand Village? Huh?"

"Later, when your identities were exposed and they changed their name to 'Ken no Mist', I finally knew the truth, you little brat."

Seeing that he was not only going to use the armpit odor technique, but was even going to pull his shirt open a little, the two men were so scared that they quickly used the substitution technique to escape.

With a bang, only two wooden stakes were left in Hatake Sakumo's hand.

"Sakumo-sensei, it's all dried up by the fog!"

After Minato escaped, he was very disloyal and sold out his temporary captain.

Sawara Kiri immediately raised his hands in surrender: "There are hot springs in the city! There are merchants selling things outside the city! Let's have barbecue tonight! It's my treat!"

Hatake Sakumo's big hands then rubbed his short hair and rubbed it vigorously:

"That's pretty much it!"

Orochimaru smiled quietly and watched this scene.

This kid only shows a reaction that is consistent with his age at times like this.

but
Orochimaru's golden snake eyes turned towards the door of the conference room.

Among those who just walked out, how many will be able to come back alive this time?
For the ideal, for the village, for military merit, for courage.
Someone always has to sacrifice so that others can survive.

Life, how fragile is it?
"puff--"

"what!"

The thick beer glass hit the table, splashing a little water.

His silver-gray hair was still slightly damp. Having just come out of the hot spring, Hatake Sakumo could not wait to fill himself a large glass of iced beer that had been placed at the wellhead, and then drank it all in one gulp.

It makes a very refreshing and comfortable sound.

Unlike his son who was a lonely widower all his life in the afterlife, holding a book of intimacy all day long and was nothing but introverted and sultry.

If you don't know Hatake Sakumo, he is just a cool, mature and handsome uncle;
Once you get to know him a little, he will reveal his vaguely sexy side to you;
But if you get to know him to a certain extent, he will immediately start to act openly and be as promiscuous as Jiraiya.

The strong man who could invent such a peerless physical skill as Thousand Years of Killing is indeed no ordinary person.

"Another one! Another one!"

Perhaps the days of water deprivation were too hard for him. Not long after returning to the base, Hatake Sakumo began to drink heartily: "Wu, you drink too! Why are you looking at me?"

Sahara Kiri said seriously: "Teacher Sakumo, we are only fifteen years old. We are not old enough to drink yet."

"Making random rules."

Hatake Sakumo complained about the second generation in a bad mood: "At this age, if it were in the past, he might even have a child, and he can't drink?"

"I don't know what Nidaime-sama is thinking."

Sawara Kiri thought, probably because the Japanese Parliament decided so.

On the contrary, Uchiha Yayoi on the opposite side drank half a cup of water like drinking water, and had no reaction at all.

Noticing Sawara Kiri's gaze sweeping over her, she gave him a gentle smile.

Ah, this.

Sahara Kiri felt that she probably wouldn't get drunk, but it was hard to say whether something would happen to her after drinking.

Minato Namikaze next to him was cutting the meat slices skillfully and putting them on the grill one by one, sprinkling seasonings in his hands. His movements were quite skillful and it was obvious that he was an experienced cook.

The meat was two deer legs bought from a merchant in the outer city. The price was quite expensive, almost as much as a B-level mission.

This is also the reason why they risked being killed by the Sand Village ninjas and came all the way here.

The Konoha ninjas, who were obsessed with various tasks, had no time to hunt for game themselves. They had too much money but couldn't spend it.

At this time, we need these "kind-hearted people" to help.

As for barbecue restaurants, of course there are none.

All commercial activities in the entire Platycodon City have basically stopped except for a small area at the entrance. However, there are still a lot of condiments left, which is enough for them to have a picnic.

"Hey, Mr. Sakumo."

When the whole plate was cut and grilled, Minato brought it to Hatake Sakumo.

"Thank you, Minato-kun!"

After completing the mission and washing yourself, being able to have such a meal on the battlefield is a rare enjoyment even for a big shot like Hatake Sakumo.

"But you really exceeded my expectations."

Hatake Sakumo picked up a piece of perfectly grilled meat and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he looked at Sawara Kiri and said, "Although I can imagine that you will shine on the battlefield, I didn't expect it to be to this extent."

"When I was lurking in Sunagakure to explore the route, I heard your names everywhere."

"Especially Mr. Wu!"

"I thought you only knew the same trick as before."

He was referring to the unlimited heavy attack of Sawara Kiri with a limit of five rounds during the battle with the Third Raikage.

Listening to the flattery of his teacher, who was also a famous ninja in the village, Sawara Kiri did not react much.

On the contrary, I could vaguely sense some inexplicable meaning from Hatake Sakumo's attitude.

Sawara Kiri also picked up a piece of grilled meat and asked:
"Sakumo-sensei."

"Is the situation over there very bad?"

Hatake Sakumo couldn't help but pause in his action of picking up the meat, and his originally cheerful tone gradually became a little gloomy.

Since we've been seen through, there's no need to hide anything - we're all going to go to the battlefield together, so we should inform each other.

"It's not so much that it's bad, but it's troublesome."

Hatake Sakumo's tone became a little more serious, and he thought: "The Third Kazekage probably had no choice. There has been news from the capital of the Kingdom of Wind that the nobles have collectively requested to reduce taxes."

"Whether it is to prove their worth or to prepare for the hard days ahead, the Sand Village must go all out to take over a piece of land."

"The area from the River Country to the west of our country happens to be the source of several major rivers in the Wind Country, so it is a must-take place for them."

"For this strategic goal, the entire Sand Village mobilized about 30,000 ninjas."

"Besides, there are very few people in the rear."

"Do you know what this means?"

Sahara Kiri's expression gradually sank, and he became more solemn: "Are you going to fight to the death?"

Hatake Sakumo nodded: "They are probably thinking of achieving their goal in one fell swoop."

"For this battle, Sunagakure prepared for at least three months, and the logistics were enough for the frontline personnel to use from the start of the battle until seven days later."

"Now, what we are betting on is who has stronger attack power and who is faster."

After hearing this, Sawara Kiri understood.

Will the Sand Village capture Kikyo Castle, the headquarters of the western defense line, first, or will Konoha penetrate the entire River Country and the Sand Village's logistics system first and cut off all their supplies?
This is a war of speed.

Fast means life, slow means death.

Once it collapses, everything collapses.

　Second update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)