Seeing the guard who was just within arm's reach but still hadn't noticed him, Logan shook his head. With both hands seemingly ready to embrace, he swiftly accelerated the moment he encroached upon the guard's peripheral vision!
Avoiding the windpipe, Logan's kunai swiftly and cleanly severed the artery in the neck, through which blood flowed vigorously, resembling tofu being cut. The guard only felt a chilling sensation at his neck, and the next second, the opened valve of life caused his consciousness to dissipate uncontrollably.
With his other hand pressing against the guard's cervical, the sharp weapon cut open the skin. However, as the blood vessels were compressed, there was no spurting of blood. Without any panic or hesitation, Logan covered the guard's mouth and nose, ensuring that he couldn't make a sound before succumbing to death. Slowly, he placed the body on the ground.
To truly kill silently was not as simple as crudely slashing the throat. The location of the windpipe, preventing blood spatter, delaying death, there are many things that need to be paid attention to. Logan didn't know when he transitioned from being awkward to seamlessly executing these actions, but that was clearly irrelevant now.
As the body lay on the ground, with the neck artery cut open, blood would inevitably gush out. Before it formed a spurt, Logan calmly grabbed a handful of soil and stuffed it into the bleeding wound very impolitely.
'The process is quite unhygienic, but the dead didn't feel anything anyway.'
"I probably should've use cervical dislocation instead..." Logan murmured. His series of connected actions seemed rehearsed, and the effect was good, but there were still more optimized methods.
The blame for this fell on Logan's previous instructors. Habit was a powerful force after all.
It can also be seen from the original work. Because of super powers such as Chakra and various Kekkei Genkai, Ninjas will naturally ignore some things, and their Taijutsu are far from being as refined and detailed as those on Earth.
Time is tight, not far away were scattered torches, and someone would pass by here soon. Logan formed a hand seal, and with a bang, he transformed into the appearance of the guard he had just killed.
With another hand seal, a shadow clone identical to Logan emerged. Similarly using Transformation Technique, it took the place of the guard's original position. After half an hour of observation, Logan had already memorized the patrol routine in this area.
Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Logan took out a reagent from his pocket and poured it out. The body visibly decayed and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is an ANBU's standard item, and all the members have it.
After exchanging a glance with his shadow clone, Logan didn't linger any longer. He stealthily infiltrated the partially constructed buildings nearby.
He didn't know how the other two ANBU teams were faring, but different people had different infiltration methods. Logan is still relatively confident in his teammates.
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Meanwhile, in a direction far removed from Logan's, three Konoha's ANBU have been exploring Otogakure for a while.
Many towering structures were only halfway constructed, their exposed frameworks and building structures visible in the pitch-black night.
Inside a residential building, two ANBU's members conducted a thorough search, finding a couple unconscious in the bedroom. Another ANBU lurked in a nearby alley across the street, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
Five minutes later, after confirming that the couple would remain unconscious until the next day, the team regrouped.
"No discoveries."
The three nodded, with Kakashi at the forefront. He cast his gaze further into the village, contemplating their next move.
After entering, they conducted a rough search, knocking out anyone they encountered. And they would only give up if there were too many Ninjas gathered.
Seeing that the Captain had not yet spoken, the other two ANBU took advantage of the opportunity to rest on the spot. An ANBU with a white cat mask stretched their legs and whispered to their companion, "I wonder how the other two teams are doing."
"They should be fine. So far, there hasn't been any reaction from Otogakure's Ninjas."
"Heh, that ANBU Captain who is alone, I hope he doesn't mess up." Kakashi's team encountered little resistance when they infiltrated, and the ANBU with the white cat mask spoke somewhat arrogantly.
As a one person team, Logan is outside this circle of nine, so if he doesn't fit in, he will always get some strange views.
"We'll continue further in." Kakashi's tone was cold as he glanced at his two teammates for a moment, "Maintain silence during the mission." With that said, he advanced into the shadows.
The indifference that Kakashi had accumulated over the years was still very annoying, and the two ANBU didn't know what bad luck they had touched. They looked at each other, shrugged, and followed silently.
What Logan didn't know was that the area he chose to infiltrate was the place where the guards of Otogakure were the most dedicated. The guards are Samurai and the newly formed Otogakure's Ninjsa. They took their duty of changing guards and patrolling seriously.
Little did they know that although there were more than a hundred people outside, these large number of Rogue Ninjas and Missing-nin basically did not perform their duties properly.
They felt that no one would dare to infiltrate their inconspicuous village. Those who chatted or idled around were considered to be good enough, as some troublemakers even sat together to gamble.
So, Kakashi's team and Ishida Kappei's team took advantage of the opportunity and had slipped in long before Logan did. Logan spent half an hour wondering why the guards seemed quite competent, and finally had to take some extra measures.
At the beginning, the target is the Ninja Village. A prudent approach could involve blending in with the locals, or directly pretend to be a Rogue Ninja and go there to seek refuge, and slowly infiltrate, but that would take a lot of time.
With the basic information about Otogakure, Konoha's ANBU believed there was no need to do that for dealing with a small country's Ninja Village. With ten experienced Jonin, it could be said that even without concealment, they could confidently stride into the small ninja village, set a fire, and then retreat without a problem, as long as they didn't encounter a Kage-level opponent.
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Exiting from a pile of bookshelves, Logan found the dull environment in the basement is the easiest place to accumulate dust. He clapped his hands and was not in the mood to sort out the messy books he had turned over. He stepped over several fallen Otogakure's Ninjas to return to the surface.
'Weird, I didn't find anything.' The fresher air on the surface cheered up Logan.
He had been wandering around Otogakure for twenty minutes, but he didn't find anything strange. All the signs were consistent with the image of a newly established small ninja village. A few minutes ago, Logan was lucky enough to find a basement guarded by Ninjas. He went in with great expectations, but found that it was just filled with a file that hid information about foreign Ninjas, and a bunch of Missing-nin of no value.
Logan and the others had a tacit understanding throughout their journey, maintaining silence but not bothering to cover their tracks. They all acted with masks, so even if Otogakure's Ninja discovered them, there was nothing they could do.
When another fifteen minutes passed, there was still no harvest. At this time, not only Logan, but the others also began to feel somewhat anxious.