"Maoshuo -sama …" Shikaku's words contained a little helplessness, and finally, he sighed deeply and said: "It's too late, the wisest choice is to continue with the original plan."
"Bastard!" Hatake Maoso stared at Shikaku with wide eyes. He couldn't believe that such words came out of his mouth. He immediately slapped Shikaku's face.
"Things have come to this point, I have nothing to say … We can only continue with the mission." Shikaku didn't show any anger and said in a low voice.
"You dare!" Hatake Maoshuo suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, he pulled out the White Fang on his back and stared at Shikaku fiercely: "Today, I, Hatake Maoshuo, am here, I want to see who dares to give orders!" It seems that as long as Shikaku dares to give orders, the White Fang will fall on his head in the next second.
Shikaku smiled helplessly, what can he do? He was also desperate, who can he blame now that things have come to this point? Blame Uchiha Chen? No, after all, he didn't know, he can only blame the unfairness of fate, this world's mistakes.
Seeing that the Sand's army has entered the predetermined ambush range, it's almost time to launch the ambush, but now, Hatake Maoshuo is staring at him with a sword in his hand, he can't give orders at all. If this continues, they will miss the best opportunity.
Shikaku was anxious, but he can't do anything now. He knows that he is not Hatake Maoshuo's opponent, and he doesn't want to provoke his anger. However, if the stalemate continued, all of their plans would be for naught.
At this moment, Shikaku was anxious, he saw a small team of Konoha ninjas in Anbu uniforms slowly lurking not far from the plain, releasing a signal flare into the sky, which means that the plan has officially begun.
"The plan begins!" Shikaku squinted his eyes and looked at the signal flare in the sky, and secretly said in his heart.
"No! Who! Who the hell is it! " Qimu Maoso held the White Fang Blade in his hand. He seemed to have gone mad, and his eyes were filled with a fierce intent. "Who is it!" His words were cold and filled with killing intent as he spoke.
"Hiss … What's wrong, Maoshuo -sama, why are you so angry?" Behind Hatake Maoso, a sinister voice sounded. That sinister and cold aura made Shikaku Nara's heart shudder.
Hatake Maoshuo turned his head and stared at the place where the voice came from, gradually, a long-haired figure came out of the darkness. His face was pale, and there was a trace of madness in his eyes. he looked at Hatake Maoshuo as if he was the best test subject in the whole world.
"It's Orochimaru!" Hatake Maoso raised his eyebrows carelessly. He swung the dagger in his hand and asked, "What was that signal flare just now?!"
"Signal?" A strange smile appeared on Orochimaru's face, and he pretended to think for a while, and then made an expression of sudden realization, "Oh! Anbu ''s Anbu''s. I told them to do it. "
"You! I am the supreme commander, how can you act without permission … "
"Maoshuo -sama, now that the enemy has entered the encirclement, if we don't act now and wait for the enemy to escape the encirclement, then we will be the ones to suffer losses. Time is of the essence, if we don't act now, when will we?"
Hatake Maoshuo's words were interrupted by Orochimaru, who calmly explained his point of view, as if he just did a small thing.
Hatake Maoshuo almost laughed when he heard Orochimaru's words: "Do you know that there are thousands of residents who haven't evacuated? If you release the signal flare now, won't it be equivalent to burying thousands of people? "
"What?" Orochimaru frowned, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart: "You mean, there are still residents who haven't evacuated?"
"It's not that they haven't evacuated, it's that no one has evacuated at all." Shikaku interrupted with a wry smile.
"What's the matter?" Orochimaru, who knew the seriousness of the matter, couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.
Hatake Maoso sighed. "It's all my fault. I didn't let anyone know about it because of confidentiality reasons. When the plan started, Shikaku and I were recuperating. We didn't pay attention to this matter at all. It was only when the mission started that we remembered about it."
Hearing Hatake Maoshuo's words, Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and frowned: "So, if we want to carry out the plan, we have to sacrifice them?"
After saying this sentence, Orochimaru no longer spoke, but looked at the Kikyo Castle on the horizon, as if he was thinking about the gains and losses of the whole matter. Should he sacrifice a city of people to end the war, or should he sacrifice more than half of the ninjas to save the majority of the residents?
The remaining time was not enough for Orochimaru to think for a long time, and in just a few breaths, Orochimaru had already made his decision: "The plan, continue, proceed!"
His eyes were full of madness, as if after making this decision, he fell into madness.
As the saying goes, killing one is a sin, but killing ten thousand is a hero. Killing nine million is a hero among heroes. Although there are not nine million people in this city for him to kill, there are still thousands of people. Obviously, to be able to make such a decision, Orochimaru already had his own ideas in mind.
"You're crazy!" Hatake Maoshuo looked at Orochimaru deeply, at this moment, he has fallen into a state of madness, or he is now addicted to the upcoming slaughter feast.
The people who can make decisions are here, and the current situation is two to one, so the plan will go on as usual.
Hatake Maoshuo can indeed force the plan to fail and change it, but what can he do? Now that the signal flare has been sent, 80% of the Sand ninjas already know that Konoha has a different plan here.
Will they be obedient and follow Konoha's lead by the nose? If the signal flare was not sent, maybe Hatake Maoshuo will fight for it, but now …
He is not a good person. As early as the Second World War, Hatake Maoshuo's hands were stained with blood. He has always been a decisive person, and when facing the enemy, he will never be soft-hearted.
Now, he just can't bear to kill the people of his own country.
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