Konoha's Five Attributes Ninja

In the westernmost area of ​​the Kirigakure Village stands a two-story building. As the sky grows darker and the fog becomes thicker, it appears blurry from fifteen steps away, and is filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

This building is not unfamiliar to the people of Kirigakure Village. It was originally a place for patrolling ninjas to rest and take over shifts. However, the villagers have been in a panic recently and the security force has been reduced to freezing point, so it has been vacant for a while.

Five ninjas gathered in the conference room on the first floor with panicked looks. Not only were they fully equipped with ninja tools, but some of them even summoned their contracted summoned beasts, as if a great battle was about to begin.

"Old Wolf, you are a veteran who has been lurking in Konoha for 35 years. You have the most experience among us. The enemy's search is getting stronger day by day. You should make a definite decision whether to leave or stay."

The ninja codenamed Old Wolf was a pretty female ninja with a voluptuous body wrapped in a uniform. Upon hearing this, she smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know where the enemy got the inside information, and they are searching for targets more and more accurately. Just last night, my jonin leader during my Chunin period was summoned. I think they will soon find me."

"If those people hadn't forcibly defected from the village, why would we be in such a passive situation?" someone said dissatisfiedly.

The old wolf's face darkened, and he looked a little unhappy. He opened his mouth and said, "It's useless to say more now. Let's focus on the present!"

"I mean, we should just escape from the Hidden Mist Village. If we delay any longer, we will be caught in one fell swoop sooner or later!"

Several people nodded. The development of the situation was completely beyond their control. The new Mizukage Terumi Shikou was cruel and ruthless. She killed people just based on her mood. As for evidence, it became something dispensable.

"It's okay for us to leave, but it's really hard to accept that decades of hard work have been destroyed in an instant!"

The five people present were mostly around 35 years old, but their careers as spies were indeed quite long, with some even lurking for as long as 30 years!

"You've already lost your life, what's the point of talking about hard work!" Old Wolf frowned and scolded: "Now that the Hokage is determined to make progress, we can return with our useful bodies and make a difference. Otherwise, we will die in a foreign country without even a place to pay tribute to our ancestors!"

One of the oldest male ninjas knocked on the table and said slowly, "Old Wolf is right. Staying alive is more important than anything else! But the problem is that the village is heavily guarded now. No one can leave without a warrant from Terumi Shiko. How can we escape?"

The meeting room fell silent for a moment. In fact, there was only one way out for them. If they wanted to escape from the Hidden Mist Village, creating a riot was necessary. As the saying goes, "make a feint to the east and attack in the west to lure the tiger away from the mountain", this is the principle.

But creating a riot requires manpower. With the Mist Village's tight vigilance, any disturbance will be eliminated in a very short time, and any ninja who dares to do anything out of line will definitely be killed!

To put it bluntly, someone has to use his life as bait to attract the attention of the enemy who is secretly on guard and weaken the resistance to breaking out.

There is no clear distinction between superiors and subordinates among these five people. When they first infiltrated the Hidden Mist Village, they were all very young and had rarely been in contact for decades. They only had a little bit of fellow-townsmanship, but it was far from the point of sacrificing themselves for others.

No one wants to die. Those who want to die would not risk coming to the rally today! They all longed to return to Konohagakure again and visit their parents' graves, so the atmosphere was tense for a while.

The old wolf sighed inwardly and said with a firm look, "I will be the bait. You can draw lots for the remaining two spots. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God!"

The middle-aged male ninja stared at her for a moment, his mouth twitching for a long time, but he still didn't voice his objection. He leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "Count me in as one, you three can choose one."

The remaining three were all men, with almost the same age. Judging from their clothes, one was a jonin and two were chuunin. Upon hearing what was said, they looked at each other and after all, they did not want to die for no reason, so they started drawing lots.

After a while, the scraggly-bearded ninja was unfortunately drawn, with a wry smile on his face. The other two were relieved, as if they had safely returned to Konohagakure.

Seeing this, Laolang no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand from his arms and took out a scroll, handed it to the jonin who rushed to the gate card, and solemnly instructed: "My real name is Yamanaka Yuzuki, and I am a member of the Yamanaka clan. I hope you will hand over the scroll to the Yamanaka clan after you return to the village, so that I can return to my roots!"

The jonin was startled, and quickly put away the scroll, saying, "I didn't expect you to be from a prominent family! I always thought that spies were civilian ninjas. Don't worry, I will do my best to deliver it!"

The old wolf said calmly, "Please!"

The other two were well prepared and handed their belongings to their companions, and the atmosphere in the room became excited.

"You two, we are both dying. If I have anything to say, I will just say it directly. Please don't take it to heart!"

The scruffy-bearded ninja chuckled and said nonchalantly, "Old Wolf, just say whatever you want. You're going to die soon, so why bother about your dignity?"

Old Wolf nodded, took out two more detonating talismans and placed them on the table, saying, "Since the Second Generation created the Anbu system, there has been an unwritten rule that no corpse should be left behind after death! You hide the detonating talismans under your forehead protector. Once the brain chakra is interrupted, they will explode. Nothing can be left behind!"

The male ninja who took the initiative to stay had a sharp look in his eyes. He took off his forehead protector and threw it away. He then took out an old Konoha forehead protector, wiped it carefully, hid the detonating talisman behind the straps, put it on slowly, and said slowly, "What a rubbish forehead protector. It makes me uncomfortable to wear it! The forehead protector issued by the village is more comfortable to wear."

As he spoke, he stared at the old wolf and asked, "Are you really from a mountain clan?"

"It's already this late, why would I lie to you? My name can be found in the family tree. If you're worried, just ask someone to check it out!"

The slow-tempered ninja chuckled and said, "No matter what, we will embark on a road of no return together. To this day, I resent Konoha, thinking that it treats us civilian ninjas as less than human beings! But after knowing your identity, I feel relieved. It turns out that I have always been narrow-minded. Ninjas from wealthy and prestigious families can also do shameful things like espionage, tut tut tut!"

The old wolf sneered and retorted: "The mountain clan is not a wealthy family. They just live off others!"

"It's a quarter past five. We will create a riot at six o'clock sharp. You two must seize the opportunity to rush out, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted!"

The scruffy-bearded ninja teased his snail summoning beast and raised his eyebrows, saying, "I have already prepared a great gift. When the time comes, you have about a 50% chance of rushing out."

The old wolf asked curiously, "What gift?"

The scruffy-bearded ninja pointed at the palm-sized snail and said with a smile, "This guy looks harmless, but he was born with a strange ability."

"What ability?"

"Hehe, after swallowing the detonating talisman, the power will explode three times. Don't you think it's strange?"

Old Wolf frowned, lying on the table and staring at the palm-sized snail, wondering, "How many detonating talismans can this thing swallow?"

"One thousand!"

"How many?"

The unshaven ninja laughed wildly and said, "Don't be fooled by its small size. This is only one thousandth of the original size! Moreover, after the explosion, it will release a highly toxic gas, which will kill anyone who smells it!"

The old wolf was delighted and said happily: "The little snail is so ferocious!? It's enough to give the Hidden Mist Village a drink. This can be considered as our parting gift to it."

The Slow Ninja asked, "Can it be split into swing parts?"

"No problem!"

Lao Lang rubbed her hands excitedly and took out all the detonating talismans on her body. These were the treasures she had accumulated over the years. There were hundreds of them. It was no problem to blow up a building. "Hurry up and let it swallow these detonating talismans, and then lurk near the Mizukage Building to show those bastards how powerful we are!"

The unshaven ninja shook his head, rejecting Laolang's suggestion, and said, "The area around the Mizukage Building is heavily guarded, and there are countless sensory ninjas. Any object carrying chakra is difficult to approach. I arranged the explosion sites as early as last night. They are all important locations, enough to make them suffer for a long time."

"Good good!"

Old Wolf was very satisfied, and then asked, "Where did you get so many Detonating Tags? According to the regulations, a Chunin is not eligible to receive Detonating Tags during non-wartime. Thousands of Detonating Tags are an astronomical number no matter where they are placed. Could it be that you are a hidden super rich second generation?"

The unshaven ninja rolled his eyes, put the snail in his pocket, and said, "You know the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, right? You know the Bakuto, right? I'm the logistics ninja responsible for the maintenance of the Bakuto. I can have as many Exploding Talismans as you want!"

Lao Lang gave a thumbs up in approval: "Awesome buddy!"

"Hahaha!"

"Okay, now all that's left is to wait. We'll take action when they change shifts at six o'clock! We must rub salt into the wounds of the Hidden Mist Village!" The old wolf said with a grin, looking very handsome.

"You two, even though we haven't spent much time together, we all come from the same place. We grew up drinking the water of the Oga River. The Konohagakure trained and raised us. Now it's time to repay you!"

"I am willing to die for Konoha!"

"I am willing to die for Konoha!"

"I am willing to die for Konoha!"

Tonight, the most serious espionage sabotage incident in the history of ninja will break out in the Hidden Mist Village. Three ninjas who are about to be desperate will harvest tens of thousands of civilian lives in just a few minutes, which will cause an uproar in the ninja world and even directly lead to the birth of the Anti-Espionage Manual Regulations!