He had always carried out guard duty missions within the village, and he had once dreamed of using these eyes to slaughter enemies on all sides and make a name for himself.
But... was this war?
Though he was stronger most of the time and had sent countless enemies to the underworld, even if they were enemies, it was hard to ignore the looks in their eyes before they died.
"Fugaku, are you all right?"
Uchiha Tekka gently shook his shoulder, bringing Uchiha Fugaku back to his senses.
Fugaku shook his head. "Don't worry. I just got distracted for a moment."
But Uchiha Tekka did not let go. "Fugaku, your Sharingan is activated..."
Only then did Fugaku notice the abnormality in his eyes. The three rapidly spinning tomoe gradually slowed, and his eyes finally returned to their normal black.
"Jiraiya should have already led them far away. It's time for us to move."
A week ago, Jiraiya had devised a plan to harass Iwagakure's supply lines along the Land of Grass-Rain border. Iwagakure's transport units had suffered grievous losses under the attacks of Konohagakure's elite shinobi, severely delaying the main Iwagakure force's war preparations at the front.
Iwagakure had also increased the pressure of its sweeps against Jiraiya's unit, but Jiraiya's men were few and powerful—the weak ones had all died—so they were not easily dealt with.
This time, they had gotten lucky and discovered another Iwagakure transport convoy. Still, they could not rule out the possibility that it was bait.
After observing the situation, Jiraiya settled on a strategy. He would lead most of the group in a feigned attack to lure out the hidden Iwagakure shinobi, while the Uchiha squad, who excelled at Fire Release, would attack the convoy left behind with the goal of destroying its supplies.