The battlefield camp was dotted with simple white tents, each one like a little mushroom.
Patrols tasked with keeping watch constantly circled the camp. They were usually led by a Jonin or a Chunin, and each squad had a sensor ninja.
There was a huge difference between large-scale warfare and elite-squad operations. Although both sides had several thousand troops, the vast majority were Genin led by a Chunin squad leader. Cases like Kakashi and Obito being led by Nagato, as in the original story, were rare during a great war.
There had already been many small-scale probing clashes between the two sides, with casualties on both sides. Sunagakure's harsh living conditions had made its ninja fierce fighters, and with their puppeteers in the mix, they had gained some advantage in these small battles.
As evening approached, most of the ninja who weren't out on missions had returned to the camp to rest. Among them were many young ninja barely in their teens. In just a short time, they had shed their childish innocence and naivete, their eyes now cold and hard.
Guy, Genma Shiranui, and Ebisu ate dinner in silence. Todō Akimichi, their Jonin squad leader, quietly watched his three squad members.
Guy's Taijutsu, Genma Shiranui's ninjutsu, and Ebisu's sensory skills made them a well-coordinated and efficient team. Guy's Taijutsu in particular amazed Todō, despite his own rank as a Jonin.
After finishing their simple meal, Genma Shiranui took out a Senbon and held it between his teeth, occasionally picking at his teeth with it. Guy rubbed his stomach and sighed contentedly, then leaned back and closed his eyes to rest. On the battlefield, you had to make the most of every chance to rest. Once a fight broke out, every bit of extra stamina increased your chances of survival!