Emergency mobilization order! All retired Jonin, Special Jōnin, and Anbu reserve members, assemble in front of the Hokage Building within fifteen minutes! Repeat, this is not a drill!
The piercing alarm and the chilling broadcast spread to every corner of Konoha Ninja Village overnight.
The whole village went crazy.
Countless retired ninjas, now enjoying their retirement at home, dug out their long-forgotten ninja Forehead Protector and Kunai from under their beds.
Some middle-aged ninjas who served as instructors at the Ninja Academy abruptly ended the class, leaving the bewildered students with the words "For the Will of Fire," before rushing towards the assembly point without looking back.
Even some Genin working in ramen shops and barbecue restaurants threw down their bowls and chopsticks, their eyes filled with a tragic determination as they were driven to the brink of despair, and rushed to the unknown battlefield.
Konoha, once the largest village in the Shinobi World, is squeezing its last drop of blood out of itself in a self-destructive way.
On the rooftop of the Hokage Building.
Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura stood side by side, looking down at the dense crowd that was rapidly gathering in the square below.
In just half an hour, they managed to assemble an unprecedented super suicide squad consisting of three hundred Elite Jonin and one thousand Chunin.
This was the largest military mobilization Konoha had ever undertaken since its founding, excluding the Fourth Shinobi World War.
Looking at the faces below, some young, some old, but all filled with determination and fearlessness, a hint of pity flashed in Mitokado Homura's eyes.
Koharu, are we really doing the right thing? These people are the roots of Konoha. If we go, I'm afraid...
There was no turning back. Utatane Koharu's voice was colder than the winter wind. Rather than being slowly worn down like a frog in boiling water by Uchiha Gen'yō, it was better to gamble everything and die a glorious death! At least, it could buy Konoha a chance to breathe for the future!
Her gaze swept past the crowd and landed on Hiruzen Sarutobi, who lay unconscious in the intensive care unit.
Hiruzen, do you see that? This is your Will of Fire! It hasn't been extinguished! It will ignite the most dazzling flames in the heart of the Uchiha!
Behind her, a man completely shrouded in a black cloak and wearing Spiral Mask Earth Flow.
"My two advisors, the troops have been assembled. There are a total of 1,321 men. I, A, will be the commander-in-chief." The man's voice was hoarse and hollow; he was Danzo's most capable subordinate and the former top fighter in Root.
"Very good. "Utatane Koharu around and handed him the two scrolls. "Kakusa, you are Danzo's most trusted man, and Konoha's last line of fire. These two pieces of information are a matter of life and death for us."
First, your target is the Heart of Amaterasu at the Uchiha Armory. According to intelligence, there will be a ten-minute defensive gap at 9:00 AM tomorrow. Your mission is to destroy it at all costs within those ten minutes!
Secondly, Utatane Koharu's eyes burned with fervor. If she had any strength left after destroying the Heart of Amaterasu, she would immediately head to this location. This was the planned construction site for the Uchiha Floating Castle's power plant. Intelligence indicated that their core material, the Sky Crystal, had not yet arrived, leaving their defenses extremely weak! If they could destroy the foundation there, the Uchiha's dream of flight would be utterly shattered!
"I don't need you to come back alive. "Utatane Koharu's tone was icy cold. "I just need you to drive these two nails deep into the Uchiha's heart! Understand?"
For Konoha.
The man named Jia showed no emotion whatsoever. He simply took the scroll, uttered four words in a hoarse voice, then turned and leaped off the rooftop, merging into the group below.
Set off!
With a command from Captain A, this suicide squad, composed of Konoha's last elite troops, transformed into a black torrent, leaving the village silently and rapidly heading towards the Land of Earth.
The entire Konoha became empty and desolate in an instant, like a dead city.
Only a few elderly, weak, women, and children remained standing on the street corner, praying silently.
at the same time.
Uchiha Sacred Land, Amaterasu First Military Factory.
The atmosphere inside the huge central control room was relaxed.
Boss, the fish from Konoha have already left their nests. There are over 1,300 in total. Tsk tsk, those two old guys really know how to spare no expense.
Obito, Obito his legs crossed, munched on an apple while watching the rapidly moving army on the screen, his face full of mockery.
They were panicking, of course they were panicking. Gen'yō leaned back in his large commander's chair, his expression calm. When they realized that their decades of accumulation were nothing more than a pile of scrap metal in our hands, madness was their only option.
"My lord," said Ōnoki, who was now completely convinced of Gen'yō's abilities and even addressed him with utmost respect, "Should we really let them in? Among those thousand-plus ninjas, there are quite a few experienced old hands. What if..."
What if? Gen'yō glanced at him, his calm gaze sending a chill down Ōnoki's spine. Ōnoki, remember this: in the face of absolute industrial power, so-called experience and skills are nothing but a joke.
Gen'yō stood up, walked to the huge sand table, and gently tapped the model of the military factory with his finger.
The order is to be issued: from this moment forward, the military factory will enter silent hunting mode.
All external defensive barriers have their power reduced by 90%, creating the illusion of an energy trough.
All regular patrols have been reduced by two-thirds to clear the main passageways and make it easier for our guests to enter.
All the lights in the workshops were turned off, and the noise of the machinery was reduced to a minimum, creating the illusion that we had already finished get off work and were resting.
One command after another was issued from Gen'yō's mouth in an orderly manner.
The entire Amaterasu First Military Factory, this normally roaring steel behemoth, became silent and dark within just a few minutes, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
Only the cold muzzles of cannons hidden in the shadows and the sensors flashing red light silently testify to the endless killing intent lurking in this darkness.
But, my lord, Ōnoki is still somewhat uneasy about Heart of Amaterasu.
"Oh, you mean that?" Gen'yō laughed, a laugh like a cat about to toy with a mouse. "I've already had that place cleaned up."
Outside the main building, a sign welcoming visitors was hung.
As for the core...
A cruel glint flashed in Gen'yō's eyes.
I stuffed all one hundred of the Yata Mirror Energy Cannon that had just been produced in the Forge of the Lord of War and hadn't even had time to cool down into it.
We're just waiting for our guests to personally set off this grand welcoming salute.
Nothing more was said that night.
When the first rays of sunlight of the next morning illuminated the desert bordering the Land of Earth.
The Konoha commander, codenamed "A," is leading his suicide squad, lying in ambush behind sand dunes less than five kilometers from the military factory.
He raised his binoculars and looked at the vast, silent complex of buildings in the distance, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
It's too quiet.
The silence was eerily quiet.
According to intelligence, this place should be constantly buzzing with activity and brightly lit day and night.
"Commander, time's almost up, shall we go?" the adjutant beside him urged anxiously.
A glanced at his watch; the hour hand was slowly pointing to nine o'clock.
The image of Utatane Koharu his mind, as did the expectant eyes of the villagers.
We have no way out.
A took a deep breath, suppressing all the unease in his heart.
Everyone, get ready!
He suddenly waved his hand, his voice cold and resolute.
The goal: Heart of Amaterasu!
assault!