"...our allies from Kusagakure have also assigned a dozen of their Jounin for the attack.
Considering that there's another camp like this on Grass territory, it's quite a large number for a small village of assassins, whose armed forces barely count a thousand fighters, the majority of whom are Genin at academy level."
"We won't be moving altogether, but in small groups of about ten people, each accompanied by a Hyuga and a couple of ally Jounin," Ikki continued his briefing. "Teams will receive radios for communication from me and weapon kits from the arsenal for their subordinates."
He pointed at five Jounin and his assistant handed them lists with the names of their groups' fighters.
"Now, concerning our sole worthy medical-nin," the commander found me with his eyes, modestly huddled in the corner of the room, but given my size, I stood head and shoulders above most of those gathered, making it hard to miss.
"I'm listening?"
"Ryo-san, your task is extremely simple—follow our main forces under the protection of several shinobi and set up a field hospital before the assault."
"Understood."
Actually, this isn't our first outing like this, though this time it's much larger in scale than previous ones. Thanks to my knowledge of fuinjutsu and having sealing scrolls, I could deploy a field hospital literally instantly and cover it with an impenetrable barrier capable of withstanding even A-rank techniques, not to mention weaker ones, guaranteeing exceptional safety for all wounded on the battlefield, especially considering my ability to handle almost any ordinary Jounin from Iwa one-on-one.
While I didn't participate in patrols and combat outings as often as my comrades, the ones I did participate in were enough for gradual experience gain and skill honing. Moreover, in most cases, they made sure to protect me, despite the efforts of enemies to eliminate the team's sensor and discovered iryo-nin first and foremost.
"Anyway, that's all, except for group commanders, everyone is free and can rest until tomorrow," Meito concluded.
Shrugging, I peeled off the wall and stretched towards the exit along with everyone else.
"Hey, Ryo, what do you think about this offensive?"
Turning around, I saw the familiar face of my clanmate—Tova Nara, a Jounin tokubetsu five years my senior who had only arrived in our camp a month ago. Given his rather industrious character compared to most of the lazy clan members and some restlessness, we immediately found common ground despite a significant age difference.
"Most likely, solid reinforcements have arrived from Konoha, so headquarters decided to use the advantage in strength to make Iwa reconsider the advisability of continuing hostilities in this part of the front," I replied after a brief thought. "We won't be able to crush them completely for another couple of years anyway, but forcing them to make peace is quite possible."
"Do you think the old fart Onoki will agree?"
"It all depends on the effectiveness of the upcoming offensive, and time will tell," I sighed, slowly heading towards the field hospital. "In any case, we'll be stuck here for a while longer, and I don't think the war will end right away, though it might calm down a bit."
"Perhaps," the Jounin tokubetsu agreed. "By the way, have you heard the latest rumors?"
"What?"
"About the Hokage's students? They say they clashed with Hanzo himself in Amegakure!"
"With Hanzo?!"
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