Among thousands of people, it was easy to select a few ninja with strong perception, but the squad's lineup was a bit strange.
As is well known, sensory ninja generally weren't very strong; they were considered support types, similar to medical ninja. But a squad of six, with Rong Lin as the main combatant and all others as support types, seemed peculiar.
Although the lineup was strange, no one dared to criticize it. Rong Lin designated it, and Tsunade approved it, so who would dare to complain?
"I don't want to say anything unnecessary. From now on, your mission is to do your best to find traces of the enemy. I will handle the combat, so don't worry about getting too few battle merits. Follow me, and you won't regret it."
"Yes, Captain!!!"
The five knew very well that even if they didn't get the biggest share by following Rong Lin, they would have many opportunities to "drink soup." Even just drinking soup would be a hundred times better than staying in the camp!!!
On the battlefield, who didn't want to earn a lot of battle merits?
These things, when brought back to the village, could be exchanged for many items to enhance their strength or for some positions.
No one would think their strength was already sufficient, and no one would think their treatment was good enough. People always strive for higher ground, and water flows downwards—an eternal truth.
"Then, let's go!!!"
Everyone agreed without objection. Rong Lin immediately announced their departure, and the squad headed directly towards the area where the Hidden Mist ninja had infiltrated.
Rong Lin couldn't keep his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan and Byakugan active all the time to observe. To find the enemy faster, he had Tsunade select five sensory ninja. The purpose was to maximize the detection of enemy traces.
As for combat, Rong Lin never worried about it. The damaged Kubikiribōchō had long been eager to absorb enemy blood.
"Captain, three enemies to the right."
This area was infinitely close to the Hidden Mist Village's main base. There was no need to worry about whether they could find enemies; the only things to consider were how many enemies they could kill and whether they would cause too much commotion.
Such precautions were for others, but for Rong Lin at this moment, fighting without making too much noise was not a problem.
Not far to the right, three Hidden Mist ninja slowly moved through the mist. Their destination was clear: the rear of the Konoha camp. Although Konoha had responded, the Third Mizukage had not ended such surprise attacks.
One Jonin and two Special Jonin!
Good, you're the ones I'll start with.
Rong Lin chuckled coldly, leaving the others in place, and quickly approached the enemy.
The pervasive mist greatly restricted Konoha ninja; visibility was very low, and not every ninja was a sensory type. In such an environment, it was extremely easy to be ambushed, not to mention sometimes, without paying attention, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.
Even without activating his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan and Byakugan, the mist greatly restricted Rong Lin. However, with five sensory ninja, he only needed to know the enemy's location.
He quickly approached the enemies. Time froze, the Kubikiribōchō rose and fell, and three heads flew into the air.
Three skilled Hidden Mist ninja thus died inexplicably at Rong Lin's hands. The other five members of the squad, although they remained in place, had been observing the scene.
When they saw the three enemies frozen in place and then cut down, the five were immediately shocked.
Rong Lin had earned a considerable reputation on the Land of Wind battlefield, not here. Thus, many people were still only half-aware of his strength, holding a skeptical attitude.
Now, the five who followed Rong Lin were all shocked, no longer harboring any doubts.
After absorbing the enemy's blood, the Kubikiribōchō indeed began to recover. Rong Lin smiled faintly. This was just the beginning. Hidden Mist Village, are you ready?
"Process the bodies, we continue!!"
Rong Lin certainly wouldn't do the work of processing bodies. That kind of thing could be left to others. Finding enemies and then waiting to share the battle merits—these merits came too easily. Some miscellaneous tasks (chfj) would naturally be done by them.
"Yes!! Captain."
The five, still shaken, immediately scrambled to process the enemy bodies, making Rong Lin chuckle wryly. Was it really necessary?
It seemed that sometimes, occasionally demonstrating one's strength was necessary to earn others' respect and fear.
Throughout the entire day, all Hidden Mist ninja who appeared in this area died by Rong Lin's blade, with no survivors.
Not much combat noise was made. The only time they were discovered was because the enemy team had a sensory ninja who detected Rong Lin's approach and let out a single shout; that was all.
The others all died mysteriously by Rong Lin's blade, some without even seeing the enemy's face, leaving this world in exasperation.
After a day, the six members of the special squad did not return to the camp but stayed in the forest to rest.
The five who followed Rong Lin carefully calculated and were surprised to find that even just "drinking soup," they would still get a share of battle merits enough to make anyone envious!!!
No enemies detected by their senses managed to escape. This was Rong Lin's record for the day!
The intelligence had already been sent to Tsunade. As for the five calculating their battle merits, Rong Lin could only smile and let them be.
The damage to Rong Lin's Kubikiribōchō had recovered quite a bit. Having absorbed the blood of over a hundred people, the Kubikiribōchō was recovering quickly.
Even if all the bodies of over a hundred people were dealt with, the Hidden Mist Village side would still realize something was wrong.
"Lord Mizukage, this is today's intelligence. The people dispatched to infiltrate the rear have not responded! It's as if they vanished."
That night, while Rong Lin and the rest of the squad rested against a large tree, the intelligence was delivered to the Third Mizukage's desk.
"Could there have been a transmission error, or did they fall into an enemy trap?"
Over a hundred people, and not a single message returned. It was an annihilation!
But the Third Mizukage did not immediately consider the worst-case scenario.
"The method of transmitting intelligence is one of the most confidential. Even Konoha wouldn't necessarily be able to decipher it. As for falling into an enemy trap, your subordinate believes it's unlikely.
Everyone operates in squads and doesn't gather together, and their routes are different. The only explanation is that Konoha dispatched a powerful force, leading to the complete annihilation of everyone."
"Hmm?"
The Third Mizukage then realized the seriousness of the situation.
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