Supply Route #2

[hobnob]

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***Mission Brief***

Mission Name
Where's the Track?

Mission Rank
A-Rank

Operators
Kitsune

Duration
3 Days

Mission Description
Iwagakure remains a dominating power in the Wind Country. In order to help restore the balance of power within the region, the specified Operators will depart and head for The Wind Country by the end of day. The Scroll provided contains the detailed location of the TARGET Supply Routes. The destruction of the Supply Routes will create an advantage for Sunagakure and Wind Country, by slowing down, and depriving Iwa-nin currently stationed in Sunagakure, of necessary provision and military supplies. The Operators are required to ensure they can sustain themselves for the duration of the mission.

***Mission Brief END***

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The inside of the burrowed home he had created was pretty cozy. Noeru had used his Wood Style to create an underground bunker to take shelter in during the night. It protected him from the wind, sand, and any potential sandstorms caused by the ever changing weather. In here, he could take a little while to rest, and recuperate. Wood Style provided all the basic home, necessities, everything else came from a scroll, a roll matt to make sleeping a little bit more comfortable, and he used his backpack as head support. Right before nightfall he managed to shoot down a large bird, which provided him with enough food to keep him going for a while. Using his Fire Style, he cooked the bird after removing its feathers, and began to eat. A Little bland, he could definitely have brought some herbs and spices with him, or stored them in a scroll. But he ate in nonetheless. And then he put himself to bed, he needed to rest as much as he could, to get himself to work nice and early the following morning. He had a while to go before reaching the next supply route. He led down on the roll matt, and rested his head on his bag, eyes closed, he fell asleep.

In the morning, Noeru woke up and packed his kit. He set out quickly to reach his destination, and begin work on the destruction of the supply route before the night began to set in.

[250]

[hobnob]

Dashing through the sand. Noeru was making quick work of traveling to the next supply route. During training back at ANBU HQ, he remembered being specifically instructed on how to move across deserts to maximise speed, and minimise travel time. He remembered nothing from those courses, maybe he was traveling slower than he could be, maybe faster. It didn't matter. He was making good progress on reaching the next SR, and he was not fussed about how quickly he would get there. Instead he wanted to make a plan on how he would destroy this one. Shooting fireballs worked well, it was pretty boring, however. He had an array of techniques he could use, this time he was going to create his artillery gun. It would make quick work of the supply route, and he could program it self-destruct, since he was no planning on staying in one place while the artillery gun did its work. He would run the opposite way, deal with the SR in both directions, increasing the length of the SR destroyed.

He could see it in the distance, his hands flickered, and a fireball shout out of his mouth towards the left hand side. Then his hands flickered again, a large wooden construct in the shape of an artillery gun erupted from the sand. It was ready, with that, Noeru turned in the direction of the fireball and ran. A moment later, BANG, he heard the first shell of the artillery gun being fired.

[250]

[hobnob]

Sounds of artillery fire could be heard in the distance. It was music to his ears. But before him lie his side of the SR. In the end, he had decided to simply continue blasting the track with the same technique he used on the previous route. One after another, blast, run, blast, run, blast, the pattern was boring and obvious and so never ending. He knew once he was done with this one, he would be half two thirds of the way through this mission. And then he could finish it the next day and move onto, other tasks he had planned in the country. There was a lot to be done before Sunagakure would regain its former status in the world. So much to do, so little time. It was his own idea that got this mission started, and doing things yourself is the best way in making sure that things get done efficiently and effectively - and that they actually get done. These days the people who get handed a task will spend more time complaining than doing the task. It always made him chuckle, there is too much yapping going on for his liking. So he just carried on, blast after blast, run after run. In the distance he heard a louder explosion, it was the sound he was waiting to hear, the artillery gun had self-destructed. A smile spread across his face as the mission was coming along nicely. Not long left now... Little more...

[250]

[hobnob]

Blast and a run, a run and a blast. It was hot, sweat trickled down his face. The sun, and his fire style techniques really did keep him warm, and that without the running. He stopped for a moment, it was time to replenish some lost fluids. He retrieved a bottle filled with water from his backpack. Undid the cap and took a swig, but the swig turned into half the bottle. It was worth it. It was enough to cool him down a little, and replenish the lost fluids he needed to continue on. With the cap done up, he there the bottle back into his backpack and began moving further along the SR, destroying it with big blasts of fire. When he turned around, there was no sign of the destruction he was causing. The wind was strong, much to his advantage. The less visibility, and trace of his actions, the safer he was in the long run. He was half expecting to see an enemy at some point soon. But, he hoped to avoid direct confrontation if he could. This was suppose to be a stealth mission after all. A quick in and out. Without anyone noticing for as long as possible.

The Anbu op turned back around, and continued along the route. He was close to being done, soon he'd be on his way to the next one. But first he would create another underground bunker a little way from here where he could rest up.

[250]

[hobnob]

Noeru was slowly coming to a stop, he saw the fireball blast the last section of the SR that has been designated for destruction. He let out a gentle sigh of relief this SR was done, and now it was onto the next one. But first, it was time to get some rest. In his backpack he still had some bird left over. He dashed, in the direction of the next SR, somewhere near he would dig himself in once more, feast, and write a report on how the mission was progressing. He wanted to get around fifty-percent of the way there, the way he was not anywhere near this one, in case this SR was going to get some unwelcome guests. So, he continued running, fast. There was no time to waste, the sun was beginning to set and he still had a little while to go. His legs began moving faster and faster, sweat still pouring down his face.

A little while later, he arrived at a spot he deemed to be in the right location. He flicked through some hand seals, releasing his chakra into the sand below. He constructed the bunker in a way that the entry chute would be hidden from sight, unless someone looked closely. But that was very unlikely, it was a sea of sand after all. He got himself in, threw his backpack down, got his food ready, and began writing the report. It was going to be a short one.

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***Mission Report D2***

Mission Name
Where's the Track?

Mission Rank
A-Rank

Operators
Kitsune

Duration
3 Days

Mission Report
Day two of the mission. The SR designated as SR2 has been destroyed, and the destruction has been covered up by strong winds from. I have move on away from the SR and taken shelter in an underground bunker, around halfway between SRs 2 and 3. I will commence the destruction of SR3 tomorrow.

***Mission Report END***

[Niro]

Kinomichi observed from a distance of three hundred meters as the final stretch of the supply route crumbled into ruin. His gaze locked onto the lone shinobi responsible for the destruction. As the figure turned to leave, Michi moved to shadow them, keeping just far enough behind to avoid detection.

The operative, origin unknown, followed a predictable path, heading straight toward the nearest railway line. Michi’s eyes stayed sharp, studying every movement. The shinobi finally came to a stop midway between this supply route and the next, chakra flaring faintly around them. A moment later, the sand stirred and a hidden structure revealed itself, opening beneath the desert’s surface.

Clever. Michi closed the distance, silent and measured. Once at the site where the enemy vanished, he activated his senses. The vibrations carried by the sand told him little until he neared the spot. A flicker. A shape. His Tremorsense painted the image of a subterranean bunker beneath his feet. Found you, little mouse.

Michi began to channel chakra and touched the sand around him, infusing it. Another channel began and he touched the ground again before it started grinding and churning, turning everything within the sand into nothingness.

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The Victor of Fur Country: First Round of The Tournament
S-Rank Taijutsu Discipline
This second jutsu in the series makes him an excellent visual tracker, able to control his eyes independently to better follow multiple moving targets, or noticing even the slightest changes in the scenery, whether it be the way dust particles move around in the wind, or the slightest breeze barely nudging grass. This effect can go outwards up to two miles, with his regular vision still being effective past that.

Silent Steps
B-Ranked Taijutsu Stance
Michi has trained himself to move silently while moving at full speed. Whether walking or running, only those with advanced hearing techniques will be able to hear the faint sound of his footsteps.

[Tremorsense]
A-Ranked Taijutsu Discipline
Michi is sensitive to vibrations in the ground and can automatically pinpoint the location of anything that is in contact with the ground within a 60 meter radius. While underwater, Michi can still use the tremorsense by backtracking the vibrations that carry in water.

[Superior Sand Infusion]
S-rank Ninjutsu
After performing the needed hand seals the user infuses a body of sand. This infuses up to Controlm volume of sand to be manipulated with Psammokinesis at [50] speed, this infusion lasts until the end of the thread.

*[Desert Prison]
S-Ranked Ninjutsu
A powerful capture method, the user will perform the needed hand seals and release their chakra into the ground, turning all the ground within an 40m radius of their body into loose sand at [50] speed as they do so. The sand will begin grinding and churning, sucking in the terrain, and turning the ground into a sand pit. Anyone in the area with less than [50] strength will be unable to resist being pulled into the ground, where the ground will begin to grind and tear into them. Any defenses that formed from the ground will be sucked into the sand pit as well, only adding to it's strength.

[Shinoskay]

Shortly after Kinomichi bid the sand grind it's encapsulated guest... Noeru. Heralded by first one, then a few, than a growingly noticeable swarm.
A larger flying thing begun to make its way across the sky, from the direction of the damage rail.

Earlier that day, shinoskay had alerted by a few bees of another supply route attack, his bees having begun patrolling them along using them from easier guiding posts for foraging, after the last supply route attack. So the very moment someone was spotted moving around them... the young kamizuru was swiftly alerted and so he quickly informed the office.
He would be given the go ahead to head out and take a more concerted look, given a senior shinobi to actually handle things as well as an escort.

He was too late for the initial destruction or to stop anything else, upon arriving at the freshly destroyed rail... he would have found salted water, sweat, and compressed sand... a spike in electro magneticism... it was faint, a long shot... but its all he had. It made sense though, there was another rail in that direction.

So, sending bees ahead to scout, he made way that way. and they had found someone, a single shinobi probing the sand.

[Octopus Garden]

"Hey Captain do you think you could give me a lift?"

It was an innocent enough question that Yukari, Rei, recently promoted Chuunin had asked. He looked at her with a puzzled expression but practically shrugged and nodded, "S-sure, why not?"

Yukari, Rei stood in the the lower hangar dock of the solar sailer they'd picked up in Wind Country. It was a mighty fine piece of engineering, a ship that was powered by the sun and flew through the air, it provided its own fuuton or something like that. In reality, it was Kaenton, but Yukari, Rei did not yet understand precisely how that functioned, nor that it even existed in the first place, for that information was classified and not yet revealed to her

She could still feel the heat though.

Her Solar Sailer loomed overhead of the rails, a large shadow cast down from above that signalled her presence, a beacon of hope and despair, for allies and enemies would always view Yukari, Rei very differently.

"Alright, let's go."

Rei leapt out of the hangar backwards doing a backflip with a strong jump that lerched the solar sailer physically in the mid air and caused an engine kick that audibly resounded, her ridiculous strength launching the solar sailer backwards from her body as she began falling through the air towards Noeru from above.

At first Rei fell with her arms spread, enjoying the descent and the thrill. After a moment or two she pulled out her incredibly, ridiculous nine meter long sword with her right hand and began stretching the shield on her left arm out to encompass about two meters wide. She carefully began using her sword and shield to catch the air and intentionally maneuver herself towards Noeru from above, watching as the sand coffin began to close around them.

She would become a human meteor from the sky, if the sand coffin did not catch him, or even if it did, the next thing that would go through Noeru's brain would be Yukari, Rei.

She descended upon him with great force, moving her shield underneath her as she drew closer to the moment of impact so as to crush him quite literally like a meteor regardless of his position within the sand.

[hobnob]

The walls began caving in, Noeru knew what was going on. Before the pressure of the sand caved the walls in, he channeled an enormous chakra into his last remaining kidney, making it explode. Then, the walls caved in, and he died.

[Niro]

Michi stared down at the churning sand, its surface still trembling from the force of Rei’s impact. She had struck like a meteor, and for a long moment, the only movement came from Michi shielding his eyes against the settling dust. Between her attack and the violent upheaval of the terrain, he was certain the intruder below hadn’t survived.

He lifted both hands, fingers twitching in silent command. The sand responded immediately. First, it coiled upward like a living tendril, gently depositing Rei on her feet. A second tendril rose behind her, cradling the broken, bloodied form of their opponent.

Michi’s gaze flicked to the Konoha headband still tied around the limp body’s head. He scoffed, tore it free, and pocketed it with a blank expression. So, Konoha was operating in their borders and now they had proof.

“Return to base and wait for payment,” he instructed the other shinobi coolly. Without another word, he turned, the ruined corpse drifting silently behind him on a bed of flowing sand.

[Shinoskay]

The situation was resolved so quickly that The poor Genin had no appropriately processing it all. It was over as soon as it began.
Just as quickly as they arrived at the figure on the sand had Shinoskays escort leapt off and just kaploded the dune beneath them. It was only after she did, had he started to sense the slowly encroaching sensation of iron in the blood gently warping electromagnetics in the sand... allowing him to feel the life force of noeru gently trickle out into the surrounding terrain as if it was a growing tide slowly encasing him. As if sinking into mud, specifically mud, and he could feel it slowly devouring him.

Of all the new things he was being exposed to and adopting to... Blood, blood was the thing he wasn't sure he would get used to. Not just blood itself, not just minor cuts or scrapes. but the explosive or violent nature of blood released from a body after a truly traumatic injury.

Truly, this was his life now, this was also his future.
The genin took a moment to stare at the spot where the Konoha nin had been, they may have died no matter what he did... this other shinobi found them too. there was no glory, no heroic out, he was just in the sand and now he's dead.

Looking back to the Chuunin, the Kamizuru's brows furrowed in thought, before he then flew back to the deck of the ship.

While on the way there, he said to rei "Need a lift to the ship?"

After she answered, he would then follow up with "I think we should probably fix the rail that was broken before we head back?"