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Zhenyong felt that he had a dream... It was supposed to be very fragrant, but in the end he was decisively dropped by a hatchet...

"go to hell!"

The spinning kaleidoscope Sharingan stared at me closely, and Wuming Karam also started to rise from the lower abdomen——I said sister, please put on your shirt, this is a shameless behavior, it really makes me It's hard to fight you...

...

"Cough cough..."

Some kind of unpleasant bloody smell ended this illusory dream, and Zhenyong was sure that it wasn't the hot blood gushing up his throat due to his own internal bleeding... it was a more intense bloody smell.

Suppressing the discomfort in his body, Zhenyong struggled to sit up... what?Seriously ill people can't get up casually?Come on, it's war... if you stay there, someone else will be happy to come over and fix it.

Of course, Zhenyong can't just sit back and watch his own experience and military exploits become someone else's - although he was a little dizzy when he just opened his eyes, he was in a tent anyway... so he was temporarily sent back to the camp for treatment?

Zhenyong subconsciously touched his right foot... The injury of being stabbed in the right foot may be very scary for ordinary people, let alone the large piece of flesh and blood caused by the barb. Under normal circumstances, this kind of injury It is definitely enough to cause disability... In fact, if you count the poison attached to it, it is not impossible to die directly on the spot.

But the touch from his fingers told Zhenyong that apart from the holes in the shoes, his feet were no different from before...not even a scar was left.

"Tsk tsk tsk." This discovery put a smug smile on someone's mouth, as if after the last battle against Jōnin, his ability to heal wounds has become more and more exaggerated. If this trend develops Going down, maybe in the future, there is a real chance to be like the first generation - to quickly heal the injury without needing to seal the enemy while facing the enemy.

"you're awake?"

The door curtain was pulled open, and Zhenyong could be sure of the owner of the voice without even using his eyes... He stretched out his right hand and cursed with a smile, "It's just that my legs and feet are still weak... Why don't you just pull me up?"

For Minato, there is nothing to admit defeat in this matter of lip service, he carefully helped Zhenyong up, although it is not his wish to send a patient who has just recovered at this time, but he is on the front line They can only say that they can't help themselves...

"Has the war started?"

Minato's combat uniform has obviously been stained with a lot of blood, and even the whole body exudes a faint fishy smell... Although the two brothers are not very clean as men, it is obviously not Minato who made such a mess style of.

"En." He nodded calmly. The tense atmosphere on the front line has been maintained for so many days, and finally it's time to explode. Seven hours, now the first round of contact has been made."

Minato's voice hardly fluctuated, and Zhenyu only nodded his head on the surface... But in fact, he understood that neither of them was as calm as they seemed-the war had begun.

Compared with the cleaning tasks of the previous two days, this is the cruelest time. On the frontal battlefield, unless you have strength far beyond the conventional, like the current Sakumo, or the future Minato, otherwise, no matter what Anyone is likely to fall in a hurry... That's why even Jonin would not choose to use a wide range of ninjutsu alone on the frontal battlefield-powerful ninjutsu means huge Chakra consumption. It is possible to attract the attention of the opposing ninja... The more dazzling the guy on the battlefield, the easier it is to die.

Minato and Zhenyong said that Potaten is only the strength of Chunin. Although compared with ordinary Chunin, they can still maintain a certain advantage in one-to-many battles, but what if the number is expanded to 5 people? What about 10 people?

…The information on Sand Ninja is not yet clear. On Konoha’s side, on the frontal battlefield bordering the Land of Winds, there are more than 200 Chunin and above "elites" gathered!

The high mobility of ninjas determines that they are not suitable for array combat, but relatively, they have more powerful fixed-point strike capabilities than ordinary troops... To survive on the battlefield, half depends on strength, and the other half... you can only hand in Give luck.

"When is the next attack?"

The first round of attack should be provoked by Sand Shinobi, but Konoha is obviously not a soft persimmon of "to be forgiving and forgiving". According to Zhenyong's estimation, the next round of counterattack may be in the process of intensive planning.

"About 10 minutes later." Minato handed the new ninja bag to Zhenyu. Antidote and hemostatic bandage."

Minato probably gave an introduction, Zhenyong listened, opened the ninja bag and checked it carefully - it's not that he doesn't trust Minato, a mature ninja is always responsible for his own life, in fact, there are no two The ninja's ninja bag is exactly the same - the position of the props, the type and quantity of the props, all of which must be adjusted according to their own habits.

"Remember to call me before departure~" Zhenyong stretched his muscles and bones a little. "After resting for so long, I need to recover my chakra first."

"Well, get ready."

Taking a deep breath, Zhenyong calmed down his mind a little bit, the war is coming soon, we must concentrate, concentrate... Cough cough, well, although Zhenyong has been avoiding after waking up, but the cause of his coma How could he forget the culprit! ?

How will I face that pair of cute white rabbits in the future... Ah no, how will I face that transvestite who has been disguised as a man...