Chapter 42 Heroes
Chapter 42 Heroes
The next day, just as dawn broke, Mo Jingxian and his companion received a new mission: to escort the wounded back to Konoha.
After completing the mission, the two were granted a fifteen-day rest and recuperation vacation, which was quite a rare privilege.
The mission to infiltrate behind enemy lines has been completed. The higher-ups were very generous, recording one A-level mission.
This is intriguing.
Strictly speaking, it wouldn't be wrong to consider the stealth and ambush mission a failure.
But they actually raised him a rank, giving him an A grade and doubling his military merits.
No matter how you look at it, there's a sense of compensation in it.
Mo Jingxian casually stuffed the mission book into her neatly packed bag and then tried it out on her back.
"You guessed it?" Hinata Ayako looked at her busy teammates, wondering why he had guessed correctly again.
Is it difficult?
"Come on! Tell me, why can you always guess right, and why can't I?"
"Who among those who came back alive doesn't harbor resentment?" Mo Jingxian picked up the last cloth bag.
The girl shook her head.
"That's right." He stuffed the cloth bag into Ayako's arms and sat down next to her.
"The first thing to eliminate on the battlefield is unstable factors." He pointed to the two of them: "These kinds of people need to be rekindled with the Will of Fire before we can use them with peace of mind."
"Brainwashing, is that what you mean?" Hinata Ayako slung her cloth bag over her shoulder, got up, and walked out of the tent.
"You learn pretty quickly." Mo Jingxian stood up as well: "The new words we just learned yesterday are already being used."
In the camp, most of the people coming and going were new faces.
Almost none of the old people are left; apart from the high-ranking members and a few ninja clan members, half of them perished in that great battle.
Ninjas are like crops; once one crop is harvested, a new one sprouts, seemingly inexhaustible.
The two arrived at the side gate, where a group of wounded soldiers had already gathered.
Those who are missing an arm or a leg are considered to have minor injuries; those with severe injuries who have not yet recovered need to be transported back on an oxcart.
Most of the people here, even if they recover, will bid farewell to their ninja careers.
On the bright side, isn't this a kind of good fortune?
Sometimes, the connections between people are truly wondrous. This time, the team leader was an old acquaintance, Shancheng Baiyun.
"Captain Shancheng," Mo Jingxian greeted them, handing over the mission assignments for the two of them. "What a coincidence, we meet again."
Shancheng Baiyun smiled and accepted the mission sheet: "It's quite a coincidence. Seeing you still alive and kicking makes me feel much better."
The mountain city's white clouds left a mark and then handed the mission sheet back.
"Wait a little longer, there are still a few wounded missing."
"I'm not in a hurry." As she spoke, Mo Jingxian walked to Baiyun and Tejino's car from earlier that morning. "Move over a bit, leave me some room."
Tekuno was alright, but he took two hits to the thigh with kunai, which damaged his tendons and he needs to rest for a while.
Baiyun was in a terrible state early in the morning; he had five or six holes pierced by kunai, and no one knows how he survived.
Mo Jingxian couldn't help but give a thumbs up and say, "I admire that vitality."
Having gone through life and death together, the group naturally became close and there was no need for formalities.
"You rascal." Baiyun rolled her eyes in the morning, but her body betrayed her by moving a little further inside.
"What... is it glorious for someone who plays with a knife to get stabbed?"
The two bantered, and time flew by. Once all the wounded had arrived, they set off immediately.
The guardian ninjas are still the standard two combat squads, with a total of six members.
The atmosphere was much more relaxed on the way back, as the Sand Ninja would not normally attack convoys transporting the wounded.
It's not that the Sand Village ninjas are being kind and righteous; the key issue is that it's not worth it.
A bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled people, even if they use the Kuwushe (a type of Chinese sword), they'll still lose a lot of money.
As expected of a veteran ninja, Yamashiro Jonin carried out his mission meticulously, even a simple escort task.
Mo Jingxian and Hinata Ayako were assigned to guard the left flank as the convoy slowly moved forward.
Thanks to the powerful detection capabilities of the Byakugan, no personnel were assigned to guard the perimeter this time.
After traveling through the day, the convoy chose a relatively open place to camp and rest at night.
When the moon was high in the sky, Ayako suddenly activated her Byakugan.
"Something's up." Ayako Hinata focused her gaze in one direction, instantly doubling the distance she could probe.
"Three Sand Ninja have been discovered, one Chunin and two Genin, located five kilometers to the southeast."
This distance clearly wasn't aimed at the convoy, but now that the enemy had been spotted, they couldn't just leave it there.
The mountain ninja reached for his long sword, but Mo Jingxian blocked it with his hand.
"I'll go." Mo Jingxian gave Lingzi a look: "Have her come with me, so we can spot any ambushes in advance."
Yamashiro Hakuun had heard of his strength, and with a Hyuga clan ninja as well, he was indeed a solid choice.
The convoy needs to be stationed there, and it would be inappropriate for him to leave.
"You two be careful, if there's an ambush, evacuate immediately."
"Don't worry." Mo Jingxian stood up, and the two disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye without making a sound.
This technique of teleportation alone surpasses that of most ninjas.
This kid's growth rate is truly terrifying. He still remembers Mo Jingxian's performance a few months ago, but it was far from reaching this level.
The two men, familiar with the route, quickly reached the enemy's rear.
The Sand Ninja trio were unaware of the enemy's approach and were hiding in concealed places.
They clearly weren't novices; they chose a good hiding spot and set up several warning traps around it.
Mo Jingxian made a hand gesture, and Hinata Ayako nodded.
The two split up.
A Sand Ninja hid at the top of a large tree, his body covered in leaves, blending into the environment.
He chose a clever location; the branches were just the right thickness to support his weight.
If someone attacks him, he will immediately notice.
Two traps were also set around the tree branches, with the wires well hidden and very difficult to detect.
However, today he encountered Mo Jingxian.
A water dragon snaked its way up the tree trunk, bypassing the trap and gradually approaching the Sand Ninja from behind.
Such skillful ninjutsu techniques are thanks to Mo Jingxian's mastery and control of the elements.
His ninjutsu was never a straightforward numerical comparison.
When the water dragon swam close to the enemy, the enemy was unaware of its presence.
next moment.
The water dragon suddenly entangled the enemy, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.
Just as the Sand Ninja was about to retaliate after being attacked, a sealing rune rushed into her body, severely suppressing the chakra within her.
He felt an extreme chill, as if even his soul had been frozen.
Then, a sharp pain shot through my heart, and the world lost its color.
The enemy never saw the attackers before they died.
Mo Jingxian shook off the bloodstains on the kuwushang, wiped them clean, and put them into her knife pouch.
This is what a normal battle between ninjas should look like. In the past, I only encountered monsters.
It's making him almost lose his self-confidence.
Soon, he arrived near the only remaining Sand Ninja.
Mo Jingxian, positioned high above, could perfectly encompass the surrounding hundred-meter radius with his elemental perception.
As long as he remains still, all living things within a hundred meters that interact with the elements will send back information.
Although the accuracy is much worse, it can still roughly determine the position and status.
However, in intense battles, this distance can be reduced to a dozen meters, but the amount of information transmitted back is much greater.
He didn't rush to make a move because he sensed that Hyuga Ayako was sneaking up on the Sand Ninja from behind.
Hyuga Ayako landed silently, and then suddenly threw out three kunai when she was about twenty meters away from the enemy.
The enemy's movements are blocked by the triangular shape.
She herself, however, was like a cheetah walking in the deep forest, instantly attacking the kunai.
The 20-meter distance was well chosen; too far would give the enemy time to react.
Getting too close would expose you, but this distance is just right between the enemy's two reaction intervals.
The sound of the kunai cutting through the air was noticed by the Sand Ninja, who broke out in a cold sweat.
He charged forward a short distance, drawing on his years of fighting experience, and then turned around to block the kunai.
"Ding ding ding!"
Three metallic clanging sounds echoed far and wide through the silent forest.
But no support came, and what that meant was quite obvious.
The white figure rushed forward after the kunai, its chakra-infused fingers stabbing sharply into the chest.
The timing of the two attacks was extremely precise, hitting the enemy just before they could retract their attack after deflecting the kunai.
With no chance to unleash their ninjutsu and no possibility of blocking, the Sand Ninja stomped their feet on the ground with all their might, their bodies rapidly retreating.
suddenly!
In a flash, the ghostly figure vanished from sight.
where is it?
Almost as soon as consciousness returned, my body immediately sent a signal that I was under attack.
A series of "bang bang" sounds rang out in the woods.
"Eight Trigrams Palms!"
Mo Jingxian wasn't the only one making progress; Hinata Ayako also improved rapidly.
For four months, relying on her own talent, she managed to develop the Hyuga's signature technique, "Baguazhang," to one hundred and twenty-eight moves without any guidance.
Unfortunately, the enemy wasn't so lucky; he only lasted a dozen or so blows before collapsing.
His chakra was cut off, and his muscles were sore and he couldn't muster any strength.
It's not much better than being a paraplegic patient.
"Clap clap clap!"
A series of applause erupted from the woods.
"Amazing!" Mo Jingxian emerged from behind the tree, giving the girl full recognition.
"Stop it." Hinata Ayako rolled her eyes at him, mimicking his expression: "Anyone can bully a weakling."
Mo Jingxian's lips twitched twice, somewhat regretting her careless words; she had preemptively used those words to feign ignorance.
Also, why are you rolling your eyes like that? You could be making a sarcastic remark even without rolling your eyes.
Of course, he could only think these words in his heart.
Mo Jingxian added another layer of protection for the prisoners.
"Let's go, the captain will be worried if we get late."
He carried the spoils, and the two quickly disappeared into the dark forest.
The journey then proceeded surprisingly smoothly, and they made it back to Konoha without any incidents.
Three days later, ten miles outside Konoha Village.
A team of ANBU ninjas had been waiting here for a long time.
The moment the convoy appeared, the leader of the secret service came forward to greet them.
He whispered a few words to the white clouds of the mountain city, then hurriedly left.
Mo Jingxian was too far away to hear what they were saying.
His attention was focused on a young, white-haired boy in the shadows.
Judging from his similar height and distinctive hair color, that person must be Kakashi, who will be known as "50/50" in the future.
This was just a minor incident, and Mo Jingxian didn't take it too seriously. She and the convoy finally arrived at their destination.
As we entered the gate, cheers suddenly erupted from both sides of the road.
Countless villagers, holding flowers, stood on both sides of the road to welcome the returning heroes.
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