Chapter 64

Although he looked down on ninjas like Ishikawa Shu, for a ninja willing to defect, everything still needed Kushimaru Kuriarare to speak.

Kushimaru Kuriarare couldn't help but smile disdainfully upon hearing this.

"What's the use of keeping such trashy Konoha Genin?"

"We Mist don't need trash!"

"Kill him."

Hearing these merciless words, Ishikawa Shu was stunned.

This isn't right!

He was willing to defect from the village, so why kill him?

At this moment, he truly regretted it.

Thinking of his short life, he couldn't help but think of those teammates he had never put in his eyes.

Before, he was resentful and considered himself high and mighty.

But only when it truly rained did he know who didn't bring an umbrella.

Those teammates he looked down on were still living well, while he was about to die.

Now he couldn't help but recall, if he hadn't been so proud.

If he had made friends with everyone properly, not been so arrogant, and even chosen to leave with Kudo Shin just now, would his ending have been different?

But, it's too late!

Before he could fully figure out this problem, the kunai in the Mist ninja's hand tore through his throat.

Scarlet blood splattered, he felt breathing becoming more and more difficult, and his vision began to blur gradually.

He died.

And died worthlessly!

Yes.

In fact, his death came a bit late.

Ever since he turned away from the squad, had a rift with the squad members, and annoyed everyone, he should have died.

The only difference was whether he died early or late.

Unless, his strength was heaven-defying!

But, it's a pity.

The Uchiha, whose strength could be called the best in Konoha, still ended up with their whole clan exterminated after offending all the families in Konoha.

He was just a civilian ninja with no backing and no strength.

Did he have this qualification?

Therefore.

He was bound to die!

And the Mist group at this time didn't care about him at all, but instead looked at Kushimaru Kuriarare, who was in the lead.

"Nara? Uchiha?"

"It seems that our ninja squad didn't die in vain!"

"Leave three squads to hunt down Konoha's Team 7, and leave a sensory ninja to cooperate."

"Everyone else, kill toward the Konoha front-line camp with all your might."

"Send a total attack signal to our base; since we have been exposed, we cannot leave Konoha time to prepare."

After speaking.

Kushimaru Kuriarare gave an order, and the Mist's signal flare rose into the sky, also bursting with brilliant light.

Many Mist ninjas no longer hid their figures and killed directly toward the Konoha front-line camp.

As for the three Mist squads left behind, they also chased after Uchiha Jin and the others under the command of the sensory ninja.

Front-line camp.

Miyamoto Yukie sat in the command tent, looking at the map hanging on the wall, dazed.

He frowned slightly.

His whole person's expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of thought.

This was his first time as a front-line commander, so he naturally felt that the burden on his shoulders was extremely heavy, so he didn't dare to relax at all in his work, even though it was already late at night, he still felt unable to sleep, always afraid that his command would be improper.

There was no way.

As a civilian ninja, this opportunity was not easy.

Not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes!

He didn't need to defeat the Mist; as long as he could hold out through the difficult period until the moment the Konoha army arrived, he could be considered to have retired successfully.

And with this merit, he would have the qualification to enter the Konoha high-ups.

This was also his greatest wish in this life!

But, it's a pity.

Until now, he still didn't know that his goal could never succeed.

If it were a real opportunity for merit, how would it be his turn, a civilian ninja?

To put it bluntly, he was the scapegoat.

Konoha had long known about the Mist's declaration of war through spies.

It was only because of the stalemate on other fronts that they couldn't mobilize enough ninjas for a while, so they let him, a scapegoat, bring a group of Konoha cannon fodder to resist.

Not politely speaking, Konoha didn't expect him and a group of cannon fodder to hold out at all.

As long as they could buy a little time for Konoha to mobilize real powerhouses, it was enough for Konoha.

As for after the fact?

If he died, that was it; even if he could survive, he was destined to take responsibility for the failure.

A true civilian who hadn't joined the Hokage faction was destined never to become a high-up.

And while he was thinking, a ninja rushed in.

Miyamoto Yukie's eyes frowned slightly, but before he could get angry, the ninja spoke first.

"Lord Jonin!"

"Observed an emergency signal flare, and it's the highest-level red one."

"The location where the signal was fired, upon investigation, is the 27th outpost!"

Hiss!

Hearing this, Miyamoto Yukie couldn't help but gasp.

Finally, it's here!

He knew that his biggest test had officially begun from now on.

He didn't care about the ninja in front of him and hurriedly walked out of the command tent, seeing the red signal flare in the sky.

His face was ugly.

This is the highest-level signal flare, proving that the situation is extremely urgent.

But, he couldn't figure it out!

What exactly happened that was worth firing this kind of red signal flare?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly discovered another signal flare rising into the sky.

However.

This kind of purple signal flare didn't belong to Konoha.

Then, it could only be the Mist!

Thinking of this, he didn't have any hesitation and shouted at everyone.

"Everyone, be on alert!"

"Notify the medical team to retreat, and the Third Division will protect the medical team."

"Everyone else, follow me and prepare to face the enemy!"

Accompanied by Miyamoto Yukie's words, the entire front-line camp became busy instantly.

The sharp alarm was sounded, and whether it was the patrol team on duty or the ninja squads resting, everyone started to move.

About half an hour later.