Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

"However, since the problem has returned to the original place, then your next task is to pay close attention to the kid's every move."

"Hey, are you going to do it yourself, but, didn't I say that, that guy's perception is too strong, I can't get close to him."

"You don't need to do it yourself. When he reappears on the battlefield, you attract experts to besiege him. I want you to see his strength clearly. Do you understand?"

"It's really hard life, well, I'll give it a try."

"It's not a try, if this thing goes wrong, then you..." There was a murderous intent in Madara's eyes.

"Wow, wow, it's so scary." The figure ran around the cave in panic. Although it was said that he was frightened, there was a sense of joy in that appearance.

After the cave returned to silence, a black figure emerged from the entrance of the cave: "Uchihasuke, since it's related to the plan, let me help you, hehe!"

Because Lin, who finished drawing the seal, was too shy, in order to let her go, Jie chatted briefly and waved goodbye to everyone.

When he came to the mission statistics office, relying on his identity as a close friend of Hokage, he easily found Akai's mission records.

Because they led the Jonin to death in battle, Maitekai's class could not receive battlefield missions, so their last few operations were supply line patrols.

This is exactly the same as the supply cutoff and rear destruction performed by the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

The village high-level is also quite cold-blooded, what supply line patrol, this task is to use human life to test that the line has not been damaged.

Although there are very few enemy ninjas who dare to sneak and attack supplies, once such a thing happens, the patrolling ninja will undoubtedly die.

After all, those who dare to attack the supply directly are either group troops or special elite teams. When encountering these people, the Anbu team may not be able to escape, let alone the fledgling young ninjas. .

To put it bluntly, this is a warning with your life. If you don’t return for an hour, then send out another patrol team. If no one returns after another hour, then change the supply line decisively.

It is a ruthless and cold-blooded practice of exchanging small for big.

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Hatake House

Kakashi, who returned to the yard again, was a little happy because the lights in the house were on.

Although Shuo Mao usually did not turn on the lights, in Konoha, no one dared to break into Bai Fang's house, so there was no one else in the house except Shuo Mao.

Creaking, Kakashi pushed open the door, the house is old, and often makes big noises due to some small movements.

Smelling the pungent smell of alcohol, Kakashi frowned, Sakumo seldom drank.

Especially in times of war, drinking, a behavior that affects the brain, is rarely seen in the scrupulous man.

Is it because the task failed?

Kakashi felt a little distressed, he didn't understand Sakumo's actions, and it wasn't because he gave up the mission.

Although even he has been criticized by the villagers these days, he agrees with the fact that the mission failed due to helping his companions.

What he didn't understand was the failure of a mission. Even if it caused criticism from many people, there was no need to be so depressed.

He always remembers what Jie said when he taught the team members, "As long as people are still alive, they will definitely create greater value." With Shuo Mao's glorious past, he should be able to see what he will create in the future. The value will definitely be more and greater.

Even if the village doesn't believe this kind of thing, Shuo Mao himself still doesn't believe it?

"Kakashi, has anyone been to the house today?" Seeing Kakashi coming in, Sakumo sat up slightly drunk and said in a low voice.

"Someone has been here. I invited my dark army leader, Uchiha Suke, to sit down for a while."

"I see." Shuo Mao nodded, leaning on the pillow and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Kakashi just wanted to enlighten a few words, when he heard a low snoring sound, but in the blink of an eye, Sakumo had already fallen asleep.

He shook his head, took out the quilt from the room and covered Shuo Mao, then tidied up the table, turned off the lights and left.

It was quiet in the darkness, and when Kakashi slammed the door, the sleeping Sakumo touched his forehead and sat up slowly.

He took out Jie's letter from his arms, his eyes were flickering, after a long time, he took a light breath and stood up.

Kakashi, who was taking a bath, looked at the corner of the door with a little doubt, and closed the door a little tighter.

Uchiha land

The small bedroom seemed overcrowded due to the occupation of the shadow avatars, and Jie ignored their complaints. At this moment, he was concentrating on feeling the rhythm of Chakra.

The brightly colored light spots in the body have shown preliminary signs of fusion, and Jie feels that it won't be long before he can try the first property change fusion.

Phew, a gust of fresh wind blows slowly, and the corner of the half-covered window squeaks, and a gap is blown open.

Jie, who was concentrating on cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, feeling the cool and dry air, he frowned, raised his long sword and rushed out of the window.

There was no sign of wind and grass in the dark yard, he walked slowly around the window, and then picked up the envelope by the window.

It is estimated that there are less than a handful of people in the whole village who have this kind of means. Excluding those who are not in the village, it is obvious who came.

It must have been discovered what he did during the day. I didn't expect a response so soon.

Jie opened the envelope, and after slowly browsing through the contents on the paper, a pinch of paper turned into fly ash.

Sure enough, Shuo Mao didn't expect that his actions would be so fast, but his decision seemed a little hasty.

However, Jie can understand that the glorious back that has been worked so hard to be destroyed in an instant, and because of this, even his son can't hold his head up in front of other people.

As a result, he, who was unable to complete the major task of rectifying his name, used himself to wash away his son's stains, which seemed to be the only choice.

But the mistake was that he underestimated this war too much. He thought that he, who was suppressed by the high-level, would have no chance to stand up in this life.