I, Danzo Shimura, can still be saved

"MD, they eat fragrant and drink spicy, but what about us? Just drink this cold wind outside! A

ninja guarding the gate of the camp smelled the bursts of aroma coming from the command tent, sniffled, and complained to the people around him in dissatisfaction.

"Who says it isn't? I really envy those guys who went out to carry out tasks, and it is estimated that they have earned a lot of battle merits in the past few days.

The Shinobu looked left and right, and saw that the ninja in charge of the guard were chatting like them, so he took the conversation with confidence.

This is also the unanimous view of the entire Shayin camp now, to carry out the invasion mission is to follow the group of Shangnin to earn battle merits for nothing, isn't this just having a hand!

As everyone knows, most of the teams sent out by Sha Yin have been solved by the Shangnin team led by

Tuan Zang, and the complex dense forest terrain is not a matter for Tuan Zang at all, seeing and hearing domineering is equivalent to having a panoramic map anytime and anywhere, or the kind that is ridiculously accurate.

And Tuanzo's favorite thing to do these days is to be a fishing brother.

Crouching in the place where they must pass, they will rush up like sharks that smell fishy, much better than in the previous life.

"I must bring the information back!"

In the dark forest, a figure rushed through the branches of the big tree, sweat dripping on his face, but he had no time to wipe it.

A few minutes earlier, he had been the leader of a squad of sand invasions, happily holding his booty and preparing to return to the base camp.

Suddenly, when the sentient ninja in the team sensed that there was a Konoha ninja who was alone, he didn't think much about it, and directly surrounded him according to the custom.

Several companions with fairly good strength rushed forward according to the direction of perception.

The devil knows how that Konoha ninja suddenly changed from a prey in his eyes to a hunter of fishing, and he wasted himself and others by dividing two by two.

It is necessary to bring back the information that an extremely strong ninja appeared in Konoha, and on the battlefield, the role that a shadow-level powerhouse can take is absolutely decisive.

"How could it have made you run?"

A pitch-black knife directly passed through his chest, and he looked at the knife dripping with blood on his chest in disbelief, and then the whole person fell straight down.

According to the few soft-footed shrimp sand ninjas who tortured, the sand hidden team just now should be the last team.

Next, it's time to prepare the implementation plan.

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The moon is gradually obscured by dark clouds.

The Sand Ninja in charge of guarding patrolled the outer wall with hazy eyes, absentmindedly chatting with the people around him, and the many days of tranquility made them lose the caution they deserved.

The belated intelligence left them unaware that Konoha's reinforcements had arrived at the front.

The current Sand Ninja is still analyzing tactics based on outdated intelligence.

In their opinion, if they don't take the initiative to attack, Konoha ninjas are happy, how can they come to sneak attack the Sand Hidden Camp where the number of ninjas is several times their own?

In a dense forest not far from the Sand Hidden Camp, the densely packed Konoha ninjas stood there, and they looked at the unsuspecting Sand Ninjas in the distance with a surprised expression.

Could it be that the Sand Ninja who had fought with them for so long was so careless?

Or is it because of those who are now standing by their side... Black Shadow Mercenary Group.

One by one, the black ninja squatted on the big branches, and roughly counted that there were already more than a thousand ninjas, each of which had a strength no less than the lower ninja.

Tuan Zang covered his heart and looked at the points that were flowing in the water, the Black Shadow Corps was easy to use, but he meowed too much points!

A ninja who is a ninja who is inferior wants ten points from Uncle Ben, he looks at the few points he has left and wants to cry, now he is really poor Wow!

Only four digits of the original six-digit points remain!

Once back before liberation, the points thrown in over the years were really a bottomless pit, but in order to maintain the status of the underground big brother living in the Land of Fire, he had to get it.

Slowly exhaling a depressed breath in his heart, Tuan Zang raised his head and stared at the Sand Yin Camp not far away with sharp eyes.

The culprits who waste Uncle Ben's points, you should wash your necks and wait for death!

Looking at the group of ninjas behind him, his heart was extremely excited.

In other words, it was the first time he commanded so many subordinates.

Sorry, I'm really going to hammer you guys this time!

Tuan Zang looked at the sky, calculated the time, and slowly, came to four o'clock in the morning.

This is also the sleepiest time of the day, and likewise, it is also the best time to attack!

Raise your right hand and wave it gently.

One by one, ninjas dressed in night clothes jumped over Danzo and ran towards the sleeping Sand Hidden Camp.

The weapon in his hand flashed with a terrifying light.

"I'm so sleepy, do you feel like it's a little cold." A Shinobu yawned, tightened his clothes, shook his body and said to his companion who narrowed his eyes.

He shook his hand and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, "Don't disturb my sleep, it's cold and cold, it's lazy, it's so late, no one will come."

"That's true, too." Shinobu, who had just spoken out, touched his head, leaned against the wall like him, and was about to squint when he felt a slight tremor on the wall.

Such an unusual movement made him immediately lose his sleep and shook his companions awake.

Then he immediately ran to the fence, and desperately found that the dense army of ninjas rushed towards them, and the mighty momentum made his hands and feet cold.

"Enemy attack!" He made the last sound of his life, and then a bitterness stuck in his throat, spitting blood in his mouth, and fell to the ground weakly.

It can only be said that his death is valuable, and there are some slightly vigilant ninjas throughout the camp who come out to check with their eyes rubbed, and the others are still asleep.

By the time all the ninjas reacted, the Konoha ninjas had already rushed through the defenses they had laid down, and all kinds of ninjutsu were launched towards the group of unarmed sand ninjas.

The Black Shadow Ninja rushed to the front of the team and took the lead in waving the katana in his hand, and for a while, Sand Yin suffered heavy losses, and they were too smooth to make them unable to withstand pressure.

Thus, what happened to which all commanders feared the most.

They, bombed the camp!

The overly flustered Sand Ninja had no time to tell whether the ninjas around them were friends or foes, so that those still calm Sand Ninjas not only had to deal with the attack of the Konoha ninja in front, but also had to be distracted to be careful of the ninjutsu of their companions behind them.