[Naruto] The political value of the founding group is full!

The peaks stand tall, like black dragon ridges lying in the white snow.The wind never stops, and snow foam and sand and stones fly around.

The person who just got out of the tent covered his whole body tightly, hurriedly raised his hand to hold down the brim of his hat, clumsily glued the velcro cold cloth door through thick gloves, squinted his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky in the distance.

This man was tall and strong, and was forced to lean forward slightly by the mountain wind.He stared at it for about 3 minutes, sighed a long sigh, swung a small hammer, and chiseled the long nails used for fixing into the rock deeper.

A quarter of an hour later, he packed up all his tools and retreated into the not-so-warm mountaineering tent.

The people in the room were sitting cross-legged, carefully recording the data displayed on a black box, without raising their heads, they just threw the military kettle beside him.

"Let the bastard Wuwei run away again." The outman took off his hat and eagerly took a sip of water.

"Damn it, it's hard to force it to this horrible place." Hei Changbo changed from a sitting position to a squatting position, pressing down on the edge of the tent with his own weight. "If it weren't for dealing with its boiling escape, you and I wouldn't have to roll in the snow."

"It must also know that the low temperature environment is not good for it. This guy is very cunning." Hei Chang put down the water bottle straight away, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"IQ is indeed quite high, but I dare not even come to a negotiation, just having that brain is useless."

"Madara," said the dark-skinned young man with a helpless look in his eyes, "you shouldn't be angry about this, right?"

Zha Mao raised his eyes to look at him silently, his hands kept moving.

For a while, the two stopped talking, and continued to work separately.

The sky is getting darker and darker, the howling wind has no intention of retreating, and the tents in the mountains and valleys are like a lone boat floating in the boundless sea, which may be submerged by the world of black and white at any time.

The two youths looked at each other and began to tidy up the camp with their hands and feet.

"Looks like it's going to snow... Oh, how can I get Goo to stop and listen to our explanation..."

"We followed it for a month, from the Country of Grass to the Country of Thunder, and never hurt it at all, just to talk about something beneficial to it - but it didn't even look at us! Hashirama! This is fucking overkill!" Madara squeezed the fabric into a small ball and stuffed it into the bag.

"Calm down, calm down," Hashirama sat on the rolled bedding roll and tied the rope, "Not every tailed beast is as good at communicating with humans as the two tails and nine tails, look at the three tails, they are still floating islands up to now Playing dead. Five tails may not understand why we are chasing it. Besides, they have lived for such a long time, and it is normal for them to have some... special things, such as—what, 'social phobia'?"

Madara looked at him strangely: "Are you making excuses for the tailed beast? Five-tailed Mu King has frequent contacts with the locals in the Country of Grass, and is even regarded as an auspicious beast—there are all these information, have you forgotten? It is clearly in the Avoid talking to us, it is likely to conflict with Konoha."

While speaking, the air flow suddenly became stronger, and the tent shook violently, as if a beast was tearing the fabric with its sharp claws.

"...I really don't know. Tobima told you but didn't tell me? Let me go, is he my brother or your brother!" Hashirama's aura became depressed, but he packed his luggage at a faster speed, his hands almost Ghosts appeared.

The spikes were blown out of the stone, and the slight sound was extremely difficult to distinguish from the howling wind.Madara and Hashirama frowned at the same time.

The two got out of the tent one after another. Although they were wearing hats, scarves and goggles, they were still covered in wind mixed with stones, ice and snow.Madara turned on the searchlight on his forehead: "It seems that we should first consider whether we can survive this snow."

The pupils of the two pairs of black eyes narrowed tightly, reflecting the endless night that was gradually enveloping.

"Hashirama! Hashirama! Wake up!" The rough gloves left scratches on the skin, but the face was flushed red from the cold, and there was no pain.

"...Madara..." Her chapped lips parted with difficulty.

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

"Hmm... where are we?" The visibility has been reduced to about five meters, and even between the pillars, the range of perception has been greatly reduced.

Madara used his body to block part of the cold wind for him: "There should be a cave about 1000 meters north of the original camp, and about 500 meters northwest."

"Is it a blizzard?"

"Ah."

Hashirama rolled over, and Madara gave him a hand.

Forced to crawl on the ground again, the cave still disappeared.

"Wood escape tree boundary wall!"

"Fire Escape Phoenix Immortal Fire!"

The wooden ball half-deleted on the ground isolated the wind and snow, and the central wooden block was finally ignited by the fire.

However, after 1 minute, the wooden ball showed faint signs of loosening, and the strong wind that penetrated every hole made the flames tremble constantly.

"The ice, snow and permafrost here are too thick for trees to take root." Hashirama felt the itching from his newly exposed skin.

"Speaking of which, five-tailed Boiling Dun is restrained here, isn't it true that you can also restrain your Wooden Dun and my Fire Dun?" Madara watched the fire go out little by little.

Hashirama patted the back of his head that was throbbing with pain: "The power of nature...and Wuwei hid in the dark and shot cold arrows."

"It was just now?"

"Yes, so the two of us have to find that cave as soon as possible."

The wooden ball was finally lifted off, and the two figures continued to move forward against the strong wind.

At the entrance of the cave, Madara hesitated with his scarlet eyes open.

"What?" Hashirama set up a defensive seal array and patted him on the shoulder.

"This cave is too big and too deep, it seems strange." The latter's sharp eyes looked straight through the goggles.

"Sharingan can't observe to the end?"

"Ah."

"It would be great if Zhengchun was here, and the white eyes can see farther."

Ban wiped the frost on his eyebrows: "Look at the height and width of this hole--the five tails can come in visually, and it can sit and wait in this only cave in a hundred miles."

Before the words fell, a gust of wind came from the depths of the darkness, as if someone was sighing faintly.

"I believe your judgment now, Wuwei is probably targeting Konoha." The two found a large rock very close to the entrance of the cave, sat down behind it, and lit the bonfire again with a high degree of tacit understanding.

The physical strength of ninjas far exceeds that of ordinary people, and Madara and Hashirama are the best ninjas, but they will also get tired.In such a blizzard, ordinary people have long been killed by the severe cold. The two rely on their extremely strong physical fitness to be intact at this time and retain most of their combat effectiveness.

As time went by, the snow was still falling, gradually reaching waist height.

"It's almost February, and there will be a blizzard... It is estimated that the sealing team will not be able to come up within a few days." Hashirama used Kunai to pry open a box of canned food.

Madara added noodles to the boiling water: "Low temperature, lack of oxygen, lack of support, and siege of wind and snow. If this is really the game set by Gobi, I admire it a little bit."

"It has lived for thousands of years. It must know more about weather changes and terrain than us. It probably has seen through our plan long ago."

There was fire in the black eyes.

"If... I can't go back, please take care of Mito and the children. Also, help Tobima find a wife, it seems that he can't do it by himself..."

"What the hell are you talking about!" Madara gave Hei Changzhi who was curled up hard, "I also have a wife and children to raise! I still have to worry about Quanna and Maozu! Who the hell wants to care about you! You Go back and solve it!"

"Zhengchun doesn't need you to support her. She's amazing. She might be stronger than us. But Mito..."

"Hashirama, the crime of disturbing the morale of the army, starts in three years, and the maximum is no term."

"Crackling-"

There was a crisp sound from the flames.

"Pfft—your serious face...you don't take it seriously, do you?"

"Of course not. You didn't even mention Konoha in your 'last words', obviously just casually."

"Hahaha, you still understand me. If Feijian was here, you would have already taken the bait."

"However, your frustrating words seem to have an unexpected effect." Ban Yue stood up and looked into the depths of the darkness.

"Boom—"

The white behemoth charged like a shell, and the entire cave collapsed in an instant.

The horse-tailed beast is entrenched on the ridge, overlooking the collapsed cave.Now there is only a piece of white snow.

"Human beings, you will pay for your offense." In the blizzard, it erected its huge body fearlessly, and walked towards another mountain peak.

"And you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance."

The ice and snow exploded, Wooden Buddha and Susano jumped towards the gray sky, and joined hands to strike at it with an indomitable momentum.

In the next second, the wind and snow were stopped, and the land fell and the ground cracked.