Ye stood at the end of the line, slightly putting away his usual lazy posture.
Kannabi Bridge.
Finally came.
The watershed of all tragedies in the original work, the turning point that changed the entire Shinobi World pattern.
In his eyes, three scarlet Tomoe slowly rotated, and the lake in his heart that had been silent for a long time finally made real waves.
This time.
As long as I'm here, no one can act according to the script.
At the same time, Land of Fire was deep underground.
In the dark and humid cave, thick white pipes crisscross and connect to the deepest stone base.
A ball of pitch-black liquid emerged silently from the shadow of the tree roots, gradually forming a half-human figure.
"Lord Madara."
On the stone seat, the figure that was as dry as rotten wood slowly raised its eyelids, with a heavy look of death in its eyes.
Black Zetsu's voice is deep and hoarse.
"Minato's Team... has taken over the mission of Kannabi Bridge."
Madara Uchiha sat there quietly.
Old, thin, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time.
His skinny knuckles tapped lightly on the stone surface twice.
"My subordinate has reported truthfully."
Black Zetsu Half of his body is hidden in the dark.
Madara didn't open his eyes.
"In that case."
His hoarse voice spread into the cracks in the rocks and spread out quietly.
"Plan, let's start."
Black Zetsu lowered his head. "Yes."
The cave returned to deathly silence.
But a malicious conspiracy has quietly reached out from the darkness.
Konoha mission hall.
The air in the corridor was filled with an unbreakable sense of oppression.
The wooden floor creaked slightly as the ninjas stepped on it.
Minato held the top-secret scroll sealed with red wax in his hand and glanced over the faces of the four students one by one.
The gentle smile that usually hung on his face was gone today.
"Special wartime missions."
"Sneak behind enemy lines and blow up the core bridge of the Iwagakure supply line."
"Target, Kannabi Bridge."
Upon hearing this, Obito's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pushed his windshield to the top of his head.
"Blowing up bridges? I'm familiar with this! I'm the best at it!"
Kakashi glanced at him and coldly said, "Have you ever exploded?"
Obito stiffened his neck. "I have never exploded, but I have an intuition that I can!"
The logical gap between these two sentences is simply deeper than the moat of Konoha.
Obito opened his mouth, still frantically looking for words to refute in his mind.
Kakashi ignored him and silently held Short Sword tightly.
Lin pursed her lips and didn't take a step back.
Ye put his hands in his pockets and changed the direction of the blade of grass in his mouth, his expression as steady as an old dog.
Minato did not hand over the scroll immediately, and his voice became even lower.
"The mission itself is assessed by B-Rank, but the situation on the frontline is changing rapidly, and the actual degree of danger is definitely not lower than A-Rank."
Obito patted his chest and said righteously, "Took it!"
Kakashi rolled his eyes. "Can you listen to the teacher first?"
"What else are you listening to?!"
Obito grinned.
"We have endured two years of catching cats and pulling weeds! If we don't leave the village, I, Sharingan, will soon degenerate into looking for cat eyes!"
Minato looked at him without smiling.
This atmosphere made the expression on Obito's face freeze a little bit, and he silently closed his mouth.
"One more thing."
Minato placed the scroll heavily on the table.
"I won't go with you."
The air in the corridor became quiet for a moment.
"The front line is tight, and I will be transferred to another main front to support it."
Minato spoke at a steady pace with uncompromising determination, "Kannabi Bridge, the four of you will execute this independently."
Obito, on the other hand, stretched out his hand to grab the scroll and slapped it so loudly that his chest shook.
"Don't worry Minato-sensei! We will definitely complete the mission!"
Minato looked at them, a complex softness flashed in his eyes.
"Okay."
He paused for half a second and changed his tone.
"Your promotion applications have also been approved. Kakashi, Obito, and Ye are all promoted to Jonin. Lin is promoted to Chunin."
Obito was stunned in place, and it took his brain two full seconds to process the information.
Then, there was a violent roar comparable to the explosion of Explosive Tag, shaking two grains of ash from the ceiling of the corridor.
"Jonin?! I am Jonin!!!"
After leaving the mission hall, the four of them went straight to Third Training Ground.
The war changed Konoha's rules very quickly.
When there is a shortage of people on the front line, promotions begin frantically in the rear.
To put it nicely, this is called special promotion of young talents during wartime.
To put it bluntly, there are not enough high-level cannon fodders, so we should quickly give them titles and send them to the battlefield.
The sun is perfect today.
Obito held the brand new Jonin Forehead Protector, smiling so hard Kakuzu almost hung behind his ears.
He got carried away and slapped Forehead Protector on his forehead!
"Ouch!!!"
A scream.
This time, it happened to hit the big bag that was punched out by Kushina yesterday and has not been eliminated yet.
Maybe Obito really doesn't have any brains, and he gets beaten up by Kushina every few days.
Kakashi didn't even look at him. "Jonin's strength and Genin's brain are really yours."
[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha, +666!]
He leaned against the wooden pile at night and felt comfortable.
You get it right, this is what life is called.
Minato is not here, the mission is dangerous, and war is approaching.
But as long as Obito and Kakashi are put together, the system can automatically clock in and start working around the clock.
Obito rubbed the bag on his forehead, still unable to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.
He analyzed the dream lineup of "three Jonin and one Chunin" over and over again for a full quarter of an hour.
In the end, Obito came to the conclusion: This bridge bombing mission was simply a dimensionality reduction attack, and you could walk sideways with your eyes closed.
Minato-sensei's absence doesn't matter at all.
With their configuration, it's no problem to go for a walk in the back garden of Iwagakure!
Obito didn't stop after analyzing, slapped his thigh suddenly, and made an unexpected suggestion.
"Promotion to Jonin is such a big event, we must celebrate it! Give each other gifts!"
So, at this critical juncture, early the next morning, the exchange of gifts by forced buying and selling officially began.
What Lin gave me was a first-aid medical kit sewn by herself.
She was extremely attentive, tailoring each person's hair individually according to their dominant hand and common injured areas.
Even the way the bandages are rolled is different.
Obito took his share and touched it twice.
Although he didn't say anything provocative, he tied it tightly around his waist with great care.
What Kakashi handed out were several bottles of special Military Ration Pill.
A small plain porcelain bottle with a tightly screwed lid.
Finally, it's night's turn.
Obito's eyes shone brightly, he rubbed his hands and came closer, his face full of anticipation.
"Boss Ye! For a big shot like you, the gift must be extraordinary, right?"
"Quick, quick, take it out and open your eyes!"
Night God stretched his hands into his arms with great solemnity.
Then, he took out a wooden comb.
The comb is shiny and the carving is exquisite. At first glance, it does look like that.
Ye held it with both hands and stuffed it into Obito's hands very solemnly, with a sincere tone.
"Uchiha internal special limited edition."
"To prevent hair loss and dull hair, comb it every day and you will have perfect Jonin temperament."
"The new product just came out, even the Fugaku patriarch is not willing to use it."
Obito took it and was greatly moved.
I was so excited that I even forgot to hold on to my goggles, my eyes were shining brightly.
"I didn't expect... Ye, there are times when you can be so serious and caring about your companions!"
Ye Shen nodded in agreement.
"Of course, when you go out to perform tasks, your head can be cut off, and your hair can't be messy. Image is very important."
Obito thinks it makes so much sense!
He raised his hand, took the comb and combed his messy hair hard!
"Crack!"
Crisp and sweet.
Half a row of comb teeth were neatly broken and stuck in the tangled hair of Obito, motionless.
Obito's moved smile was completely dead and frozen on his face.
He looked down at the bare comb handle in his hand.
He looked up again at Ye who looked innocent.
He stretched out his hand and pulled it on his head.
Didn't pull it out.
Pull harder.
My scalp hurts like my hair is tearing apart.
"U! Chi! Ha! Ye!!!"
Obito jumped three feet high on the spot, holding the broken wooden comb teeth on his head, and let out a roar that echoed throughout Konoha.
"What the hell did you give me?!"
[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha, +1888!]