rock ninja log

"Master Yuhu!"

"Yuhu!"

"You guy, how come you were caught by a group of brats..."

Uehara slowly walked forward, smiling but not speaking.

"Thirteen guys..." Under Uehara's careful observation, every expression of the rain ninja opposite him fell into his eyes.

"Those who call me "Sir" are undoubtedly middle genin. There are nine, and the remaining... four jonin..." The ninja world has a strict system. Even on the battlefield, if the command system is destroyed, the nearest

The jonin has the right to directly order the genin. A strict system will inevitably bring strict etiquette, so...

Sasaki, who was standing far away, stared at him. He saw the fingers stretched out from Uehara's arm tied behind his back, "Four fingers, four jounin..."

"Spider Pill, let's go!" Sasaki grabbed Spider Pill, who was still looking out, and his face was as gloomy as water.

"Sasaki, that guy is one of ours, must he have used the transformation technique? He is..." Spider Maru was reluctantly pulled away by Sasaki, who kept asking endless questions.

"Keep your voice down, it's Uehara..." Sasaki hesitated, but then he quickened his pace.

"It's Uehara!? How is it possible? He's not here..." Spider Maru looked up at "Uehara" on the wall and was speechless.

Not far from the camp, Sasaki came back quickly, and then the gate closed with a bang.

"Sacrifice!" Sasaki shouted, and Sasaki on the side rushed over.

"Sasaki, Yukino and the others have been checked. They were not transformed by the enemy's transformation technique." Sasaki walked over quickly, "Uehara..."

"There are four jounin, let's go, Samoto, we have to leave." Sasaki stared closely into Samoto's eyes, asking him to make the final decision.

"No!" Samoto unexpectedly rejected Sasaki's proposal and shouted emotionally to Sasaki, "You are on the run! I will never abandon my companions again!"

"Samoto." Sasaki's tone was low, and he pressed forward step by step, forcing Samoto into the corner, "Squad 14, half of the people were injured or killed. From that day on, everyone has a number..."

"Uehara's number is one, and mine is two..." Sasaki picked up Samoto's sleeve with one hand and said in a low and cold tone: "All of our lives were saved by others who risked their lives. No one is invincible.

Sacrificial."

Sasaki stared at Samoto's eyes for a few seconds, then put him down and turned to leave. Finally, he turned back and said, "No wonder Uehara wants to beat you. You guy, you can't tell what is the most important thing. Uehara fights."

He risked his life to buy us time, but you and I are arguing here..."

Running chakra through the soles of his feet, using his hands and feet together, he climbed up the wall in a few steps. Sasaki walked up to everyone who was on full alert, whispering to everyone.

"Wutong, let's go." The last one was the fat man.

"Monitor Sasaki, I..." The fat man's eyes were red and he was trying not to let tears flow down.

"Wutong, let's go. If it's too late, you won't be able to leave." Pulling the fat man, Sasaki glanced outside the camp, and happened to see Uehara being punched to the ground. The transformation skill was discovered as expected.

Uehara was in danger. Sasaki tried his best to turn his head and forcefully pulled the fat man away, but his body kept shaking. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, tears still flowed down.

The people of the 14th Squadron were performing covert actions - one person jumped down from the wall and separated into a rock clone. The rock clone went back to the wall to replace the main body. The main body packed up the equipment and went to the other side of the camp to gather, followed by the second one.

Individually, the 14th team was completed, and the 13th team started. They were carried out one by one, without much movement, and it was very hidden. Everyone evacuated one by one carrying bulging backpacks, and almost all the people on the wall had changed into clones.

…

Uehara didn't feel very good. Anyone whose throat was locked by a big iron-like hand would not feel very good. Uehara's face turned red from suppressing it, but he couldn't help it, and he made a whooshing sound in his throat, laughing.

The enemy is inexplicable.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Uehara was about to suffocate, the ninja who was obviously the leader let go of his hand, snorted coldly, and threw Uehara to the side.

"Ahem..." Uehara coughed and breathed in the air greedily, his red cheeks getting better.

"stand up."

"Call me?" Uehara raised his head, "Sorry, I can't get up. My foot was pierced by a kunai nail, and my leg was kicked by you again..."

Uehara beat his chest with his fists. He felt much better. Unable to move, Uehara sat on the ground naked, with an expression on his face that he regarded the Jonin as a bastard who deserved a beating, "I didn't expect that, you bastard! There is no detonating talisman."

You can kill me and still be a Jonin... Bah!" He looked at the Jonin who used the transformation technique to sneak into the camp, and spat at him. Then, he held his head with his skilled hands and shrank into a ball,

Sure enough, then fists fell like raindrops.

"It's so frustrating, bastard..." He had no power to fight back at all. Uehara had never experienced being beaten in his entire life. It felt uncomfortable, but he gritted his teeth and endured it with all his strength. He knew that if he screamed,

If you make a noise, a guy like Fatty will definitely kill you like a fool after hearing this, and then he will be killed with one finger.

The fist stopped, and Uehara secretly observed through the gap in his arm. Seeing that the enemy had stopped, he neatly arranged his messed up hair with his hands.

"Identity." The only ninja leader who did not fight with Uehara said in a cold tone.

"Same as your status." Uehara straightened his clothes and wanted to have a tit-for-tat conversation. He couldn't lose his momentum.

"Same identity as mine, what do you mean?" The leader of the Rain Ninjas narrowed his pupils and pressed forward with a strong aura.

"Your Excellency, you are the leader of these rain ninjas, right?" Uehara touched his numb and numb legs and looked directly into the other person's eyes without flinching, "Same as you, I am also the leader of the Iwa ninjas. I, Uehara Doishi

, Captain of the 14th Iwa Ninja Division. Same question, Your Excellency, what is your name?"

"..." After a pause, the leader of the rain ninjas regained his oppressive momentum.

"Yuhe Shanshi. Since you are the squad leader... so I say you are a "big shot", tell me how it feels to be abandoned by your companions." The ninja who called himself Yuhe knelt down and glared at Uehara like a wolf.

, "The people you stationed at the camp are all Iwa clones, right? We are Jonin, kid, you underestimate us. It seems that your companions have abandoned you, and a "big man" like you will also be abandoned...

"

"It turns out that this is everyone's plan..." Turning his head and looking at the people standing in a circle at the camp, Uehara felt a little reassured. Since they were all Iwa clones, either Samoto or Sasaki must have a feasible plan.

Everyone must have evacuated.

"What you said is that being abandoned is impossible. There are more than a hundred people in the 14th Squadron. We..."

"There are not 100 people in the 14th Squadron, only 31 people. At this time, do you still want to use false information to confuse us?" Uehara's words were interrupted abruptly, and the other party looked at Uehara with a look that had the overall situation in mind.

"And, thirty-one people, what's your number, kid."

"Uh, how do you know..." Uehara was stunned.

"The kid who was rescued by you, his number is three." He looked at Uehara playfully, the other party wanted to see the powerlessness he felt after everything he relied on was seen through.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Spider-Man..." Uehara felt helpless. He couldn't imagine the circumstances under which Spider-Man would leak such important information.

"My number is - No. 1." Uehara leaned forward, "Do you know what this means?" Uehara's eyes flashed, "Since you already know our information, let me explain it to you.

It’s okay.”

Seeing the other party stand up, folding his arms and looking interested, Uehara felt that there was something interesting. Since the other party was interested, he would use unimportant information to delay it and buy more time for everyone. As for himself, Uehara

He had long since given up any plans to survive.

"If you encounter danger and have to leave people behind, the person with the first number will be given priority as a candidate to stay, and the person with the second number will lead the retreat, and so on..." Uehara sneered, "If you want to try us

I can tell you how powerful a group of brats are..."

The circle was full of people again, and Uehara was about to be greeted by fists again, but this time he ignored it, "I killed that Jonin! Cut off his head..."

The "bump" punch landed on Uehara's eye, making stars pop out of his eyes, but he didn't seem to feel it, and continued with his eyes as ice as ice, "Guess, how much did it cost us to kill a Jonin?

Twenty-two people actually died at the hands of jounin. And now we have more than a hundred people..."

The second punch of "Peng" fell on the forehead. It was from the opponent's leader. The punch was too hard and knocked Uehara directly to the ground.

Uehara struggled for a long time before he sat up, "Four jounin, aren't they amazing? Hahaha..." Uehara laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, "If you want to try it, come on, my companion will

One by one you..."

Uehara couldn't speak anymore. He was once again grabbed by the neck with one hand and lifted up.

No one is pursuing him. Uehara's goal has been achieved. After enough delay, everyone should have escaped far enough.

"Kid, what I don't understand is that in dangerous moments, shouldn't the one who leaves behind the cut off be the weakest? Why would you be the best?" As he said this, the other party took out a kunai and pressed it against Uehara's throat, feeling cold.

The touch rubbed back and forth across the arteries in his neck, making Uehara's scalp numb.

"Kid, do you know the feeling of death?" Under the diving mask, the other person's expression was very gloomy. As he spoke, he let go of his hand and gave Uehara a chance to speak, asking him to give his last words.

"Strong people are not responsible for facing danger, so why should they let their weaker companions go?" Uehara didn't like nonsense, but now he had to use nonsense to delay time, while secretly flexing his wrists.

"As for what you said... I'm an excellent guy..." Uehara slowed down and put his hands on the ground, "Then your vision is really bad... In the 14th Squadron, everyone is better than me, you fucking

——You look up to me!"

"Fuck you!" Uehara threw himself at him, cursing his favorite curse words, not avoiding the kunai in front of him. There was only one thought in his mind, if you die, you will die. Damn it, you are a time traveler.

Even if you die, you will be splashed with blood, which is so disgusting.