Gray daylight fell over the devastated battlefield, while the heavy stench of blood permeated the air.
This fierce clash between Konoha and Amegakure ended swiftly after lasting only ten minutes.
The bodies of the Konoha ninja lay scattered across the ground, crimson blood flowing from their wounds before rapidly spreading outward beneath the rain.
The pungent smell of blood continuously spread through the air, mixed with the dampness brought by the rain and the poisonous gas that still lingered in the surroundings...
It was enough to make one nauseous.
Fortunately, the Amegakure Ninja all wore gas masks and noticed none of it.
As for the corpses and bloody scene?
They had long since grown used to them.
Especially the bodies of their comrades.
"Captain, we eliminated a total of eight enemies: two Chunin and six Genin."
"We lost two men. One person's prosthetic arm was severely damaged and needs to return to the village for repairs and replacement."
Before long, a Rain Ninja finished inspecting the battlefield and came forward to report.
At this, Niijima's gaze swept over the bodies of the two teammates, revealing a trace of sorrow.
But the emotion quickly vanished, replaced by resolve and calm.
He nodded mercilessly, like a puppet, and ordered, "Understood. Clean up the battlefield, then proceed immediately to the next mission site."
"What about the bodies?"
A Rain Ninja asked hesitantly.
He seemed to feel that abandoning his comrades' bodies was not quite right.
Niijima merely gave him an indifferent glance, his expression still largely unchanged.
He raised a finger and pointed at the crows circling overhead with raspy caws, then said coldly, "If you're talking about the bodies, these crows will take care of them."
"What we need to do is strip all the prosthetics, equipment, and enemy spoils from our