This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 152 Testing

The country of Sichuan.

The atmosphere was tense as the two armies of Konoha and Sunagakure faced off. This was the tragedy of small countries, destined to be used as battlefields by larger nations.

Although the declaration of war had been issued, the main forces of both sides did not immediately engage in battle. A suffocating silence hung in the air, like the low pressure before a storm.

Sunagakure Village's position.

Chiyo stood atop a towering, wind-eroded rock, her cloudy eyes bloodshot.

"Haven't you found it yet?" Chiyo's voice was hoarse.

"Reporting to Lady Chiyo, not only is there no trace of the Kazekage, but the situation regarding Konoha's defenses is also very unclear."

A member of the Sand Village's ANBU knelt on the ground and reported.

"Konoha has set up numerous barriers and... some strange reconnaissance methods around the perimeter of the defense line. Our scouts are inexplicably exposed and then targeted and eliminated as soon as they approach within five kilometers."

"waste."

Chiyo snorted coldly, her chakra threads trembling slightly.

Of course, she didn't know that it was a modern reconnaissance network composed of radio waves and thermal imaging cameras. In her mind, it must be some kind of insidious ninjutsu created by Konoha's White Fang or Orochimaru.

"Since the covert approach doesn't work, let's try the overt one."

Chiyo waved her hand, pointing to the canyon passage below.

"Have the puppet squad take two wind-style squads up to scout and probe the enemy's strength. Remember, don't linger in battle; retreat once you've figured things out."

"yes!"

……

Konoha Frontline Command.

Sakumo Hatake sat cross-legged in front of the map, a faint static emanating from the radio beside him.

Beside him, Nara Shikaku was staring at the sand table, his brows slightly furrowed, holding a chess piece representing the enemy in his hand.

"Just as expected."

Shikaku placed the chess piece at the entrance to the canyon.

"The vanguard of Sunagakure is making a probing advance, numbering about fifty people. They seem to be trying to figure out our deployment."

"He doesn't have a big appetite, but he's very cautious."

Beside him, Choza Akimichi stuffed a handful of soldier's rations into his mouth and mumbled, "Should I go out and flatten them?"

"No rush."

Shikaku waved his hand and turned his gaze to the two Byakugan ninjas standing at the door.

Those were Hyuga Hiashi and Hyuga Hizashi from the Hyuga clan. The two brothers were wearing Jonin vests and had serious expressions.

"This kind of precise strike at such a distance is the Hyuga clan's home turf."

Shikaku looked at Sakumo: "Commander-in-Chief, since they want to test us, let's show them something 'new.' Don't expose our main force; just use the sniper squad for long-range interception."

Sakumo nodded calmly: "Okay."

Hyuga Hiashi and Hyuga Hizashi exchanged a glance, then turned and walked out of the command post at the same time.

"Sniper squad, prepare for attack."

……

On the high ground on both sides of the canyon.

More than twenty ninjas wearing Konoha vests were lying in wait behind cover; they were all members of the Hyuga clan.

In their hands, they didn't wield traditional kunai or explosive tags, but rather electromagnetic sniper rifles painted in camouflage—modified versions of electromagnetic cannons.

"Byakugan, activate!"

Hyuga Hiashi let out a low shout.

Veins bulged around his temples, and his clear black and white vision instantly pierced through the rocks and sand, locking onto the Sand Village squad that was cautiously advancing several kilometers below the canyon.

These electromagnetic sniper rifles were specifically modified by Nishikawa Tetsu. Although they are not as powerful as the regular version, their range and accuracy, combined with Byakugan, make them a one-sided killing machine.

"Target locked: Enemy Puppeteer."

On the other side of the high ground, Hyuga Hizashi also raised his weapon, the chakra battery on the gun glowing with a ghostly blue light.

Below the canyon.

The Sand Village's leader, a Jonin, was piloting a crow puppet to scout ahead, cautiously observing the surroundings.

"It's too quiet..."

He stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowed. As a ninja who had spent years licking blood from the edge of a knife, his intuition told him that this deathly silence was not right.

"First team, spread out! Wind Release: Prepare!"

However, the order had only just been issued.

"call out--!!!"

next second.

"Bang!"

The sturdy, scout-equipped puppet "Crow" in front of the team leader, used for reconnaissance, suddenly exploded with a hole in its chest. Intricate gears, poisonous mechanisms, and specially crafted chakra-infused wood were torn to shreds in that instant by the terrifying kinetic energy.

Moreover, the unseen attack did not stop.

It pierced through the puppet, its momentum undiminished, and fiercely burrowed into the rock hiding behind it.

"Wh...what?!"

The team leader's pupils constricted sharply, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Even a shuriken or kunai, or even a wind-style technique, could not cause such a penetrating wound at this distance.

"Over there!"

He suddenly looked up at the high ground.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

Immediately following was a series of rapid buzzing sounds.

On the high ground, Hyuga Hiashi and Hyuga Hizashi were like gods of death.

Even when the Sand Ninja are hiding behind rocks or obscured by sandstorms, the chakra pathways flowing within their bodies are clearly visible in the Byakugan's field of vision.

"Three o'clock position, Wind Release ninja, head."

"Nine o'clock, the puppeteer, the heart."

The two brothers worked in perfect unison, their fingers pulling the trigger. The other Hyuga clan members were also thoroughly enjoying themselves, discovering that the Byakugan was indeed well-suited to this fighting style.

Dozens of blue and white streaks of light intertwined to form a net of death, cascading down from above.

"ah!!"

"My hand! My puppet!"

"Where are the enemies?! I can't see any explosive tags!"

Chaos erupted instantly within the canyon.

The vanguard of Sunagakure suffered a devastating blow. Their proud puppets were as fragile as paper in front of the electromagnetic cannon, and the wind-style ninjas who tried to form hand seals to fight back were often sniped before they could even finish their hand seals.

This kind of long-range, pinpoint sniping is a devastating blow to the Sand Ninja, who are used to exchanging ninjutsu at close to medium range.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

The team leader, a Jonin, completely broke down as he watched his subordinates fall one after another.

We haven't even seen the enemy's face, and we've already lost more than half of our troops. This battle is unwinnable!

The surviving Sand Ninja abandoned their broken puppets and corpses and fled in a sorry state.

……

On high ground.

Hyuga Hizashi put down the scorching hot electromagnetic sniper rifle and let out a long sigh of relief. For the first time, he felt the charm of technology.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes as he looked at the weapon in his hand.

As a member of the branch family, he was taught from a young age to protect the main family with his life and to fight using the Gentle Fist technique that the Hyuga family is proud of, combined with the Byakugan.

But today, he doesn't need to fight in close combat; he can simply pull the trigger to take the lives of his enemies.

"Very strong."

Hiashi Hyuga also lowered his gun and looked at his younger brother.

"Nara Shikaku's tactics were very successful. This weapon, combined with the Byakugan, is indeed very suitable."

Inside the command post.

As the commotion outside gradually subsided, Nara Shikaku gently put down the Go piece in his hand.

"The first wave of probing has ended; a complete victory."

Yamanaka Inoichi came in to report on the battle situation: "The enemy has retreated, and they are in a state of extreme panic. It seems that they are completely baffled by our attack methods."

"This is just the beginning."

Shikaku looked at the map, his eyes deep.

"Sunagakure won't give up so easily. The real battle will begin once they realize what's happening or their main force arrives. However... we won this first clash cleanly and decisively."

……

Meanwhile, in Konoha Village, at the police headquarters building.

If the front lines are a battlefield brimming with passion, then the police department at this moment is Fugaku Uchiha's personal hell.

"Snapped!"

Fugaku slammed his pen on the table, his usually serious face now filled with utter despair.

The huge office was piled high with documents taller than a person.

Outside the window lies the peaceful Konoha, inside the window is the clan leader working overtime.

Why...?

Fugaku rubbed his throbbing temples, looked at the "Analysis Report on the Increase in Stray Cats in the Village Leading to Public Security Risks," and posed a soul-searching question.

"Why did that bastard Shiro Ku go to the front lines? Why did Che also have to go to the front lines?!"

"Take me with you! I want to go to war too!"

When Nishikawa Tetsu was around, he was the one who handled these kinds of messy things. Later, when Tetsu went to do scientific research, he tricked Shikaku into coming over to be his laborer.

Those were the most comfortable days of Fugaku's life; all he had to do each day was drink tea, sign documents, and practice ninjutsu.

But now, war has broken out.

Shortly after Shikaku set off from Sakuya, he was sent off by Nara Shikaku under the pretense of training. Minato led his team to the border, and even Nishikawa Tetsu went to the front lines to collect data.

As a result, all the administrative pressure of logistics for the entire police department and even some villages fell on Fugaku's shoulders.

"team leader……"

A member of the Uchiha clan cautiously pushed open the door and entered, carrying a stack of newly delivered documents.

"This was just delivered. It contains information about the recent movements of the village spies, a summary of fire prevention inspections on the commercial street, and information about two drunk men who were caught urinating and defecating in public yesterday. They said they would complain that we were too strict in enforcing the law."

Fugaku stared at the stack of new documents, his eyes twitching, feeling as if his Mangekyou Sharingan was about to be forced out.

"lay down."

Fugaku gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words.

"Yes!" The clansman put down the documents and ran away as if fleeing.

Fugaku slumped in his chair, staring at the ceiling, his mind filled with images of Shikaku strategizing on the front lines, Minato wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and Nishikawa Toru testing new weapons.

And he, the young patriarch of the Uchiha clan, a powerful family in Konoha, was here reviewing reports on the handling of "urinating and defecating in public."

"Nishikawa Toru..."

Fugaku clenched his fists and growled in grief and anger:

"If you don't bring me a decent souvenir when you come back, I'll tie you to the roof of the police station building and use you as a lightning rod!"

"And Shikaku, you have to work twice as hard when you get back and make up for all the work you missed!"

After venting his impotent rage, the lone captain left behind could only resign himself to picking up his pen and continuing his work.

After all, the front lines are fighting a war, while the rear is fighting for money and supplies.

He, Fugaku, must protect this family.