Yushishi looked at Shiratori Rin with emotion.
A child not even half his age, yet so determined to say he would protect them!
"Ding!"
"The System detected Yushishi's Affection Value +2000."
"Ding!"
"The System detected Senba Suzume's Affection Value +2000."
"Ding!"
...
"A total of 40,000 Affection Value has been collected, and your companion Curse Power, Rika Orimoto, has increased her Rank to 81.3%."
Shiratori Rin's already bright smile became even more radiant.
Joining the surprise attack plan was indeed dangerous, but high risk meant high reward!
Take a gamble, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!
Shiratori Rin was very satisfied with Rika's growth progress.
Once the surprise attack plan began, he would be able to harvest a lot of emotional value from it.
Thinking this way, Shiratori Rin immediately felt full of hope!
"Good!"
Hanzō made the final decision: "Shiratori Rin will join the surprise attack plan!"
Under Hanzō's organization and Yushishi's summary, and after everyone's discussion, the surprise attack plan gradually took shape.
First, there was the infiltration team, including Shiratori Rin, led by Jonin Isou, with a total of fifty Ninja, carrying salamander venom and a large number of explosive tags, cutting in from a weak point in the Sandstorm Zone, with the goal of destroying the sentry posts and logistics of Sunagakure's border defense line.
Secondly, there was the feint team, led by Jonin Miozawa, with a total of twenty Ninja, creating chaos in the direction of the main gate of Sunagakure's border defense line to attract the attention and firepower of the border Sunagakure Ninja.
Finally, there was the assassination team, led by Jonin Hiruko, with a total of fifty Ninja, who would begin attacking the Sunagakure Ninja from the rear after the infiltration team entered the defense line, working with the infiltration team and feint team to encircle and eliminate the border Sunagakure Ninja from different directions, occupying the entire border defense line.
Once the surprise attack plan succeeded, a signal would be sent out, and the reception team, waiting outside the Amegakure camp, would enter Sunagakure's border defense line, begin systematically clearing out enemies, and transform Sunagakure's border defense line into Amegakure's defense line.
"Begin action."
As Hanzō's words fell, all the Ninja in the tent moved.
Jonin Isou waved at Shiratori Rin, and Shiratori Rin came to his side.
Isou was a steady middle-aged Ninja. He patted Shiratori Rin's shoulder: "I'll need your help next."
Shiratori Rin nodded, duty-bound: "Okay!"
Walking out of the tent, Shiratori Rin saw piles of arm-thick wooden sticks.
Yushishi explained to Shiratori Rin: "Chairs are too heavy, controlling wooden sticks should be easier!"
Shiratori Rin nodded.
Controlling wooden sticks was indeed easier than controlling chairs, and it consumed less Curse Power.
But...
Riding on a wooden stick might be a bit uncomfortable, right?
Who cares!
Anyway, it wasn't Shiratori Rin's discomfort.
Shiratori Rin stepped forward and injected Curse Power into the wooden sticks one by one.
The Ninja who needed to cross the Sandstorm Zone all stepped forward and took a wooden stick.
Shiratori Rin stood beside Isou, who nodded to him: "You're good to go."
Shiratori Rin rode on his broom and activated his technique.
The Rain Ninja slowly ascended, and the novel sensation of flight made them unable to contain their excitement, looking left and right.
As they got further and further from the ground, the Ninja dared not move around anymore, obediently gripping the wooden sticks beneath them.
A fierce wind scraped across Shiratori Rin's face as he controlled the wooden sticks beneath everyone, flying towards the nearby border of the Land of Wind.
The closer they got to the Land of Wind, the lighter the color of the ground became, and sand gradually replaced soil.
"Stay alert."
Isou raised his voice, his words piercing through the wind and reaching the ears of the Rain Ninja behind him.
The Rain Ninja crouched low, unmoving, staring straight ahead, their bodies tense.
The infiltration team and assassination team fully entered the Land of Wind, but because they were flying within the clouds, they didn't attract any attention.
Below was an endless, rolling sea of sand.
The wind shrieked in the Ninja's ears as it swept past.
Shiratori Rin saw the Sandstorm Zone not far away.
Looking down from high in the sky, Shiratori Rin couldn't even see the edge of the Sandstorm Zone, indicating how astonishingly large it was.
As far as Shiratori Rin's eyes could see, there was only a monotonous yellowish-brown slowly Creep, as if a behemoth was lurking within the sand layers, ready at any moment to devour anything that dared to step foot there.
Shiratori Rin controlled all the wooden sticks to stop in mid-air.
"We have reached the Sandstorm Zone."
He said to Isou beside him.
Shiratori Rin rode steadily on his broom; they were at least five hundred meters above the Sandstorm Zone on the ground.
Isou looked at Hiruko on the other side: "After we enter the Sunagakure border defense line camp and launch our attack, then you can enter the Sunagakure border defense line camp."
Hiruko nodded silently.
"Get ready, we are about to cross the Sandstorm Zone."
After reminding everyone, Isou nodded to Shiratori Rin: "You can proceed."
Shiratori Rin nodded, fully focused, staring intently at the rolling sand sea ahead, meticulously maintaining his Curse Power output.
All the Ninja's figures moved again, flying forward.
The strong wind messed up Shiratori Rin's short hair, revealing his smooth forehead.
The power of this Sandstorm Zone even affected the high altitude.
Upon entering the airspace above the Sandstorm Zone, the surrounding air currents became turbulent.
Shiratori Rin increased his Curse Power output, maintaining the stable flight formation of the wooden sticks.
The wooden sticks carrying one hundred Ninja, as if pulled by invisible threads, closely followed Shiratori Rin, skillfully navigating through the turbulent air currents and wind vortices.
The Sandstorm Zone below them was like a living ocean.
Huge sand dunes slowly moved, silently collapsing as they moved, forming bottomless swirl.
The strong winds created turbulence that made the wooden sticks violently bumpy.
Shiratori Rin frowned, controlling the wooden sticks to continue ascending.
The further away from the quicksand, the less it was affected by the quicksand.
The Ninja, who had been swaying unsteadily on the wooden sticks, finally stabilized themselves.
Shiratori Rin gripped the broom, his Curse Power output astonishingly stable.
"Ding!"
"The System detected Isou's Gratitude Value +2000."
"Ding!"
"The System detected Hiruko's Gratitude Value +2000."
...
"A total of 36,000 Gratitude Value has been collected, and your Curse Power Land God has increased his Rank to 69.1%."
Shiratori Rin raised an eyebrow.
Maintaining the stability of the wooden sticks in the turbulence often required him to expend more Curse Power. To reduce Curse Power consumption, he controlled the wooden sticks to fly higher and higher, escaping the control of the turbulence.
He didn't expect that by doing so, these Ninja would misunderstand him!
The process of flying over this Sandstorm Zone was longer than Shiratori Rin had imagined.
No wonder the Ninja of Amegakure had no way to deal with this Sandstorm Zone.
The outline of the defense line camp set up by Sunagakure in the Land of Wind appeared in the yellow sand.
The tall watchtowers standing in all directions were like coiled venomous snakes, vigilant of their surroundings.
Looking back at the terrifying quicksand behind them, Isou exclaimed: "Thanks to Rin, otherwise we really wouldn't know how to cross this Sandstorm Zone!"
"Ding!"