"Twenty minutes—"
Sakumo Hatake clicked his tongue secretly.
Rushing from Konoha to the front line, and evacuating their group along the way, no wonder the Third Hokage felt assured sending such a genius to the battlefield.
With the mobility of Flying Raijin, without burdens and not being ambushed, there would basically be no life-threatening danger.
Having such full-mobility support was undoubtedly good news for the rapidly changing front line.
But this also meant that the village had just received the request for help, and reinforcements would take several hours at the fastest to reach the front line.
With the current numerical gap between the enemy and us, whether continuing small-scale combat as before or engaging in a head-on battle, the outcome would be the same.
"With the current situation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold on until reinforcements arrive. We can only ask for help from other camps first, but if nothing unexpected happens, Hidden Sand Village should not only attack from this direction. The pressure faced by the Land of Rivers should be no less than ours."
Sakumo Hatake frowned tightly.
"Don't we have spies in Hidden Sand? Why such a big move, but no news was sent back at all?"
Minato was puzzled.
Sakumo Hatake shook his head: "We did receive news that the Hidden Sand army was gathering at the border, but their logistical supplies were still on the way, and there was also the obstruction of Hidden Rain Village. No one expected them to forcibly launch an attack at this time."
Minato thought for a while: "Although I can't transfer too many people, taking a few high-level combatants is no problem. Do I need to make a trip?"
"No."
Sakumo Hatake pondered for a moment and shook his head slowly: "There are too many enemies. Unlike the previous small-scale combat, this time it is an entire ninja army. In this situation, one or two high-level combatants won't play much role."
"We have the interference of Hidden Rain Village here, yet Hidden Sand still broke through to here. I'm afraid fighting has already broken out in the Land of Rivers. The battle line in the Land of Rivers is longer, sparsely populated, so there are more garrisons, but I'm afraid they have no spare power to support us."
Saying that, he paused slightly, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
"Mmh—"
"I plan to carry out a decapitation operation!"
After speaking, he looked at Minato with a hint of probing in his eyes: "But this requires your help. With the Flying Raijin Jutsu, even if the decapitation fails, we can still create some chaos."
"It's doable, but who is the target? The Third Kazekage?" Minato asked.
"No, the Third Kazekage is not currently on the front-line battlefield. The commander-in-chief of the Hidden Rain battlefield front line is the high-level consultant of Hidden Sand Village, Ebizo. When the reconnaissance team received the invasion news, the other party was containing Hanzo."
"The one responsible for leading the army to attack us is likely the leader of the group that surrounded us just now. That person is called Haku, a top puppet master of Hidden Sand."
"Leader?"
Thinking of the Hidden Sand ninja he had just casually dispatched, Minato suddenly fell into thought: "Is there a photo?"
Hearing this, Sakumo Hatake took Minato into the tent that temporarily served as the command post and ordered someone to bring Haku's portrait.
The appearance of high-level government officials of various countries was not a secret, especially during the war. People with a little fame would be listed on the black market.
Looking at the portrait in front of him, Minato looked complicated: "This person————attacked me when I was retrieving the kunai, and was killed by me."
"???"
Sakumo Hatake was stunned for two seconds: "Are you sure you saw correctly?"
"My memory is still very excellent, and I only killed him."
Minato nodded. With the huge Yin Release power brought by the Mangekyō Sharingan, his memory was so strong that it was not an exaggeration to say he had a photographic memory.
"How did you kill him?"
Seeing Minato nod, Sakumo Hatake was instantly dumbfounded!
"Just————teleported over, and killed him."
Minato was also a little speechless. It was difficult for him to describe his battle scene in detail.
Flicker over, give a stab, or smash with a Rasengan.
What is there to say about this?
And it was precisely because of this unreasonable fighting style that he couldn't judge the enemy's strength at all.
Because whether it was a Jonin or a Genin, whether it was the result or the process, it was the same for him!
It's just that he didn't expect that the Hidden Sand Village ninja he killed casually was actually a high-level combatant.
Sakumo Hatake was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed. He looked at Minato, his tone full of incredulity and a bit of speechlessness: "If this gets out, Hidden Sand's face will be completely lost."
"Just good luck."
Minato smiled shyly, maintaining his usual modest style: "Probably saw that I was young and took it lightly."
"There is no luck on the battlefield. You don't need to be modest. If I were in Haku's position, I wouldn't hold back at all."
Sakumo Hatake shook his head and restrained his smile. He looked at the map on the table.
"Haku is dead. Hidden Sand's front-line command system will have a brief chaos, but this chaos won't last long."
"Hidden Sand's attack is launched from three directions. The team led by Haku attacked from the front. Through continuously attacking isolated squads, they gradually surrounded the camp. It seems they are sure that we won't give up the front-line position."
"Although Haku is dead, the plan should have been set long ago and won't be changed easily unless the leaders of the other two directions are also killed."
"Nomaru, how far is the nearest team from us?"
Sakumo Hatake looked at the Yamanaka clan member responsible for sensing.
The other party wore an instrument that enhanced perception on his head and said solemnly: "Twenty-five kilometers to the north!"
For ninjas, this distance was no different from being face to face.
Sakumo Hatake looked at Minato: "How soon can we get there?"
Minato put his hand on Sakumo Hatake's arm: "Right now."
Before the voice fell, the two figures disappeared instantly from the tent.
In the next moment, they appeared on the top of a barren mountain. The sky was gloomy and rainy, with no sunshine.
"On the way here, I specially sent a clone to make marks nearby. It is about eight kilometers away from the position sensed by Senior Yamanaka."
Minato's tone was calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing: "But I am also a sensor type ninja. Senior doesn't need to worry."
Hearing this, Sakumo Hatake took a deep look at Minato.
Being from the same village, he naturally heard of the name Minato Namikaze.
Wood Style, Flying Raijin.
Coupled with this arrogant-free personality and precautionary way of doing things—
This child's future was so bright it could blind his eyes!
Thinking of this, he made up his mind secretly that even if he died, Minato couldn't have any problems.
Although Flying Raijin had super strong mobility, there were some puppet masters who were good at using poison among the enemies.
Although he intended to use Minato's Flying Raijin to relieve the predicament of the front-line camp.
But without exaggeration, even if the lives of everyone in the front-line position were added together, they were not as valuable as Minato's life!
"Let's go."
Sakumo Hatake didn't say much. His figure was like a cheetah, silently rushing forward.