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At night, Minato found a place under the sandstone, which was leeward and perfect for setting up camp.

"Earth Style, earth flow wall." Kakashi put his hands on the ground, and three huge earth walls rose from the ground, forming a simple fortification with the sandstone.

"Everyone takes turns to watch the night, Kakashi and Obito watch the first shift, I watch the second shift, Lin and Shisui keep the third shift, each for two and a half hours." Minato distributed the tasks reasonably. "Is there a problem?"

"No." Obito thought for a while, but swallowed his retort. He knew that this was a mission, and everything should be obeyed by the leader Jōnin.

Besides, Minato has allocated the work very reasonably, and the second shift, which is the most difficult part, has to be borne by himself.

"Whenever there is a situation, wake everyone up immediately. Don't think of solving it alone. Do you understand?" Minato warned seriously.

"clear."

These are common sense that you need to know when you go out to perform tasks. Minato needs to instill it into the students bit by bit during the task. This is the responsibility of the teacher.

The night in the desert is very quiet, the kind of tranquility where everything is quiet, without any noise, as if you are the only one left in the world. Here, you can better appreciate the vastness of the world and the insignificance of yourself.

The moonlight in the desert is like frost and water. The desert is endless and the moonlight is boundless. Thanks to the mission, Shisui was able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the desert. Unfortunately, he didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't take a few photos.

The night went smoothly until dawn, everyone got up and there was no movement at all.

"Eat breakfast right away and leave immediately after eating."

After a while, Shisui and the others started on their way again.

"There is a village ahead, Mr. Minato." Obito said happily.

"Sneak around quietly." Minato said.

The mission of a ninja is mainly about concealment, not to mention this is in another country.

"Wait a minute." Minato waved his hand, looking a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" Obito took out his kunai and looked around.

"It smells of blood." Shisui said, "It came from the direction of that village."

"I'm going to take a look, please stay here and don't move. I'll be back soon." Minato formed a slight seal, and a Body Flicker Technique disappeared in place.

"So fast." Obito was a little envious.

"It's a pity, this is in the desert. Otherwise, you can use my water to teleport." Shisui said with some pity. His instant water may be faster than Minato's Body Flicker Technique in places with water. Of course, Not the Flying Thunder God.

After about 5 minutes, Minato came back with a very ugly expression. Shisui could clearly see veins forming in his hands holding the kunai.

"There was a village of ordinary people in front that was massacred." Minato's eyes were cold.

"What? Who is so crazy?" Everyone including Shisui was angry.

In a war between ninjas, it is normal for a village to be destroyed if it cannot win. This is equivalent to a war between countries. But when an ordinary village is slaughtered, no one can see it. It is simply inhumane to attack ordinary people who are unarmed.

"Based on the killing techniques at the scene, it was not ninjas who did it, but a group of bandits. According to the traces on the ground, their route of action was the same as ours." Minato closed his eyes and said calmly, his voice cold and emotionless. .

"Go up and kill them." Shisui said calmly. He didn't have a good impression of bandits, especially bandits who took pleasure in killing people. What's more, Minato had already said in such detail that he wanted to destroy them.

As far as the mission is concerned, what they do is an extraneous matter, but for human nature, they also have their own impulses, even Minato, who is only 17 years old this year, is in his prime.

"I won't take action." Minato said calmly: "It's all up to you. You will have to face these things sooner or later."

Ninjas walked much faster than ordinary people. Soon, in less than an hour, Shisui and the others saw a huge crowd in front of them. There were about thirty or forty people, all of them holding knives, with fierce expressions and strong smells on their bodies. The evil aura and the bloody aura that had not dissipated were the same group of people who had just massacred the village.

"Come on." Minato said calmly. Sooner or later, they will see the cruel scene of being a ninja. Compared with the safe and smooth progress of this mission, Minato hopes more that through this mission, his students can be fully educated. Through hard training, they grew up rapidly. There are no greenhouse flowers in the world of ninjas. They either grow or die on the way to growth.

"Stop." Obito rushed forward, blocked in front of the gangsters, and shouted, "Tell me, did you massacre the small village just now?"

"Which small village?" The leader, Scarface, who was carrying a big knife, grinned. The bloodline on his face had not yet dried up, making him look extremely scary: "Don't slander me, we are all traveling traders in the desert."

"Boss, there are only these four children around, no one else is seen." A rather shrewd-looking boy whispered close to Scarface's ear.

"I have slaughtered many villages, who knows which one you are talking about." Scarface suddenly said with a ferocious smile, the dark muscles on his arms tightened, and he swung the big knife hard towards Obito.

The combination of the sinister aura and the bloody murderous aura immediately made Obito feel like he was falling into an ice cellar. He, a student in the ninja school, had never seen this before, and he was so frightened that he dared not move.

"For a brat of your age, it's better to go home and drink milk." Scarface smiled ferociously. He liked to kill these young ninjas the most. If they were frightened, they would be slaughtered.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I think it's better for people like you to die." A figure flashed past, and Shisui flicked the Kodachi in his hand, leaving a bloodline on the desert.

"Uh huh." The scar-faced man threw away the big knife in his hand, covered his neck with both hands, and whimpered, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing out.

"Don't be in a daze when fighting." Shisui said calmly.

"I wasn't scared." Obito said tremblingly.

"They are just ordinary people. When you encounter ninjas in the future, I'm afraid I won't have time to save you." Shisui said calmly.

"I don't need your help," Obito took a deep breath and quickly formed seals,

"Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique."

The Great Fireball is like a natural disaster to ordinary people. A large fireball explodes and burns at least a dozen people to death.

Compared to fighting machines like ninjas, some mere bandits couldn't make much of a splash. Not to mention the four of them, Shisui Kakashi, even Obito alone could easily win against thirty bandits.