What were these supposed to be, then?
Naruto shook out the stack of documents in his hand.
Printed on them were all of Konoha's research records on the Sharingan, the laboratory's coordinates, and files on human experiments involving Wood Release cells.
Captain Yamato.
Naruto tilted his head toward Yamato in the front row.
Yamato nodded and formed hand seals. Branches emerged from his palms, growing section by section.
I was the only one who made it out of that experimental base alive.
He paused for half a second.
They sent in nothing but children. Everyone else died.
The ninjas below darkened.
Using children for experiments—how was that any different from Orochimaru using ninjas from the same village as materials back then?
Konoha had been founded so children would not have to go to war. Everyone acknowledged that principle.
Naruto gave them no time to digest it and continued firing at the Third.
Under the Second Hokage, Konoha fought one against four. By the time it reached your hands, you struggled even one-on-one.
You sent the ninjas of every clan to the battlefield batch after batch, then signed peace treaties when it was nearly time to reap the rewards.
He fixed his gaze on Hiruzen Sarutobi.
You tore apart the other ninja clans at any cost just to gather power into your own hands. What gave you the right to be Hokage?
The Senju Clan was gone.
The Uchiha were nearly wiped out.
You forced the Hyuga to the point where they almost handed the Byakugan over to another village. By the end of the Third Shinobi World War, you had no troops left to use. Members of the main family had to take the field themselves, and one Byakugan still fell into enemy hands.
You people drove the White Fang