Invasion of the Bandits[Mission,V]

Saburo left his household with a paper in hand. It was given to him this morning by one of his men, delivered from the Administration Building. It said that he was assigned to mission duty with a Genin who requested a Jounin to work with him. An unknown number of bandits bordering on the Chunin level were going to be hitting town soon, if nobody is around to intercept them. The Daitaishou would have turned it down if the money hadn't been good, for he had considered making plans today to have a nice hangover with his buds. Curiously enough, it was an A-rank assignment. This Genin he was gonna supervise must be one damn prodigy. He crumbled the papers up and tossed it in the trash bin, leaving a petite recycling bin next to it full of grief for losing what would have been a fitting friend.

He walked towards the gates in a swaggalicious stride. The doom that seemed to have permeated above the village did not seem to faze him. He appeared with his black tank top draped over by his yellow jacket. His yellow pants did not make much noise as his legs moved, but his golden boots with a spiked devillish tip did make a slight clang sound as it continuously hit the rocky ground. Robust and muscular, Saburo's great athletic build was a proud resilience to the gloom of the day, and several people who saw him march by had to blink twice because they had thought of him as a giant. He saw a dark haired boy in the distance, without a shred of a smile on him. He was garbed mostly in black, but Saburo could also make out the characteristic insignia for the Nara people from where he was coming from. His own face lightened him with a grin, as he stopped short three meters from the boy.

Whereas Saburo had his mighty build, charismatic foreign-like handsome face, and fabulous attire, the Genin he had to supervise seemed to represent the drabbish atmosphere. Ah well, beat some pimp-ass mofos today, and they can color themselves a lovely red.

"You uh...duh.... my kid?" Saburo asked, placing his left hand on his left hip as if he was posing.

"We got a few freebooters whose necks we uh gotta break".

"Ondori huhh.." repeated Saburo, as his mouth shifted into something that bordered between an amused grin and a joyous smile. He looked closely at the boy's face, his hair, and his overall body shape. He had taken a second or two just to appreciate the humor behind the boy's name, for it spawned the visual image of a species of a bird that has cock-a-doodle-doo as part of its vocabulary. "A fine young lad you turn out to be", he continued. "We should not waste haste", Saburo said with his hand out in the air above Ondori's head as if he was about to pat him in the shoulder, but simply kept it hanging there as it was merely part of a shrug that signaled to Ondori that it is fine with him that they leave immediately after names are exchanged.

A nod accompanied Saburo's sincere attention to Ondori in response before Ondori began to draw up their strategy while they headed down to the forestry. And there was some decisive thinking coming out of his mouth. The enemies are supposed to be something like team captains in their skill level and know the basics about pursuit... but this Onoderi boy seems to have something working up in his mind. Who knows. Maybe our village pegged him down at the wrong level of the hierarchy. he thought.  "Quite dee.... boisterous one. You spent last night preparing duh... all of that?" he replied, with a bit of a chuckle behind his words. "We will take cover in the woods, then. Believe me when I tell you I will know if our targets are veering off-track". He didn't want to say outright that he was a sensor. Better to give his abilities a bit of privacy; Saburo did not let his guard down even before one two decades short of his age. "I know a bit about dee.. y'know, shadows. I would like to see you put yours in action, 'cause there gonna be plenty of enemies and I know you can shadow-bag every single one of them, get what I mean? You can be on the ground (waves towards the base of the forest) , where your shadow can easily be disguised with all of the trees that are gonna be around. I'll hold my position on top (points higher than where he waved to show that he'll be at a more elevated position)".

"Oh, and duh... what uh... what you got there. You have any good tools or ninjutsu on yah?" Saburo asked.

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Saburo could see that Ondori did not have a versatile arsenal, but that did not mean he lacked a versatile mind, for there must be some skill and not power in him that made him take on an A-rank mission without suicidal thoughts. "Nah, nah, listen to this", Saburo said, stoping in his tracks as they entered the forest. He placed his hand up like earlier right before they left through the gates, this time it was a sign to draw Ondori closer in to him. "With what you got and what I have, we are gonna be number one in efficiency. You know why? Cause you Naras got ways to make your shadows lethal. Now I don't know if you're gonna dabble into the ninjutsu craft with the elements and all that, but you just gotta work with what you got. You be a weapons guy and you're gonna fly to the top". He continued his walk down the forest.

Saburo was not bothered by Ondori's restriction to Nara clan techniques and some number of kunais. He had ways to make Ondori's hiden ability work really well. "I'm a big guy, so I like to mangle people with my bare hands. I like to start with the head and manipulate their faces, y'know. Tore apart a few men recently, too. But all you have to know is that I have a wind jutsu that I can turn to a flash bomb. Speed doesn't matter no more once I let the light lose, because that's gonna make every shade on the ground turn pretty damn big and get the suckers when they can't see nothin'. That's gonna be how we take them out. You following up? You like it?"

They were close to where they should be setting themselves up. Saburo would have to be up in a branch or something to use his wind jutsu, while Ondori would be down low getting himself ready for the cue. They could end the ambush in ten seconds if they play their cards right.

Once they had arrived at a consensus on their strategy, they continued to walk until they were at an appropriate distance away. Saburo knew what to do as he jumped on a rather thick tree, with minimal surges of chakra to aid in his vertical walking. He landed on a branch that was well elevated and pointing to the direction from whence they came. A few bundles of leaves here and there also helped so long as it did not cloud his vision. Forming a single handseal where his index and middle fingers jutted upwards against each other, with the thumbs resting on them and the other two pairs interlaced, he was able to initiate his jutsu. Eight spinning spheres of compressed wind formed around Saburo, and he had positioned them behind the trunk of a few trees as high as possible so long as it remained within a certain distance from him. The first part was completed. These wind spheres gave off a bit of luminescence of their own, but what Saburo will trigger will be intense. Once the Spiral Air Mines were set in place, he took out four kunai and accompanied them with four paper notes with kanji letters written on the material. Once they were tied to the hoop, Saburo kept all four of them in one hand, their handles gripped in between his fingers. He had to throw and set them off at the same time in order for this to work. Now he only needed to bide his time.

They did not have to wait long. Without even having to rely on his sensory radar, Saburo was able to detect incoming enemies by sight and sound. They rushed through the trees at a favorable speed, as they were clearly eager to instigate their raid on Kumogakure, only to be unaware that the enemy was so close to them already. Once they entered Saburo's line of sight, it was time for the fireworks to begin. With a single thought, all eight of the air mines that had been hovering in wait of ambush rushed in from all directions. However, they did not close in on the men, who immediately slowed down the moment the air mines came out and with their great reflexes, they retreated to the bottom surface, right on the ground, to assess the trap that had awaited them from a safe distance. The air mines did not care for the bandits, but rather they all converged on a single point of contact that was roughly fifteen meters above where the eight men are. They did not do much in response, for lack of comprehension had an effect on reaction, and they were at a good distance away too. Saburo did not give them further time for thought. Before the air mines came together, he pulled his arm back and revealed his position. "Now!" He threw those kunais accurately at the nearest air mine, as the exploding tags would trigger to let out multiple waves of fire while the air mines expanded at a fast velocity simultaneously once they came together.

Fire and wind mixed, as a bright fiery explosion emerged. With double the explosive radius of a single air mine, this chain reaction produced as much light as the standard flash bomb. The whole part of the forest they were in lighted up for a brief instant, allowing all shadows to instantly flicker to grow in size. The bandits, although knowing they would not be harmed by it, shielded themselves from the blinding light, distracted and unknowing of the black snake that would then slither across the ground to meet their own silhouettes on the ground. Saburo had retreated back behind the tree with his back turned against it before the explosion occured, allowing him to follow up quickly after it was all over. For a Genin, subjugating eight shadows of men who could fight at the Chunin level was extremely tough. And that was what Saburo was here for.

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After the light had subsided, Saburo felt it was safe for his eyes to return to whence they were a few seconds ago, and his gaze found itself on eight little men who were caught with their dicks out. The heat still remained in the air, and the warm climate did make Saburo a little bit stiff, which annoyed him to a degree. Ondori had been out and holding a single handseal that kept up his clan's proud technique, which as both of them had proved now, was not an impractical parlor trick, but lethal support. With their shadows linked Ondori gave Saburo a window of opportunity for a one-in-a-lifetime free shot. And Saburo had to make it a slam dunk.

He could see Ondori was struggling physically and mentally to keep his jutsu up. To split one's shadow into eight and connect with enemies who have been more recognized for their feats and accomplishments than you, that would take a lot of chakra and stamina. However, they did not stand above the skilled Genin, who with the help of a humble Jounin, was able to devise an ambush strategy that caught these arrogant bastards in the death trap that one sees right now. Psychological warfare fares better than any when victory goes to the one who makes the first move.

Even better is that the Nara learned how to use his shadow offensively, manipulating the Yang element to really make his shadow move as if it was living. Three targets were impaled, further strenghtening the binding. Unfortunately Ondori could not bind the others, which did make things more difficult for Saburo, but he knew what he had to do here. With a single formation where his fingers arranged themselves into something like a cross, a duplicate appeared besides Saburo, emerging from the brief screen of smoke. With a strong grip on his clone's arm, Saburo gave a good 360 degree spin before launching his clone right at the incoming bandits who were thirteen meters away from Ondori. He exercised all of his arm strength as a master of Taijutsu to use his clone as something of a suicidal rammer. As two of the bandits formed handseals, one of which was able to use Raiton: Gian and the other the Manipulating Attack Blades, they were surprised to see the clone moving overhead above them and landing three meters behind the farthest bandit, who was ensnared by the Shadow Sewing. As Saburo's fingers founded themselves in the same formation earlier, another explosion occured, one with a greater range than the chain reaction Saburo produced himself. The shadow exploded, releasing a large concussive force. Cracks appeared all over the forest ground, as if someone had taken a hammer the size of a small building and used it to smash the surface under them, and what came out was shattered rock.

The bandits who were stabbed died from the impact, and several other bandits were tossed aside, their bodies flinging through the air like ragdolls before they smacked right into  tree, knocking the daylights out of them. Saburo and Ondori were relatively safe from this, aside from a few pieces of dirt and dust that landed near their necks. Saburo was on the ground as he surveilled who were among the survivors of his violent assault. He didn't have time to do turn on his sensory radar, for he saw two figures emerging from the dust cloud, and came to the conclusion that two of them had been able to shrug it off.

"Persistent vermin"

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400-47 CP thus far

353/400

In dealing with the two leftover meatsacks, they divided their workload as Ondori commited the last of his reserves to taking out one while Saburo was tasked with brutalizing the other. Seeing that Ondori was applying diversionary tactics with basic clones while his shadow streamed silently on the ground, Saburo had a more ostentatious manner of attack. He simply ran towards his target, picking up pace with his Taijutsu Master-level speed, which would normally overwhelm less physically apt combatants in close quarters combat. But the bandit, after dodging the fluke of an attack from Ondori's clone, was able to see this and produce a counter. While his ally had fallen to the shadow possession technique, he had the palms of his hands meet together and a second later, a total of six kunai floated from the bandit's open equipment pouch, before he sent them flying straight at Saburo. But while chakra flowed through them, the bandit actively converted the nature of such to that of the lightning nature, and as high-frequency waves complemented perfectly with the metallic bladed amplifiers, these lethal weapons could cut right into a human's flesh and come out the other side. Aligned vertically, two made their head for his head, while the other four would aim closely for his chest to maximize the surface area targeted. But Saburo, the acclaimed brutalizer of human faces, was not fazed by this combo of Ninjutsu and Bukijutsu. With his skill, these things would be flicked aside without wasting any chakra. While they were within two to three meters of reach, Saburo turned his body to the left until he faced the other way, with his right leg stamped on the ground, and then whipped his left leg for a quick roundhouse kick. His shiny boots smacked the blunt side of one kunai, and it continued to follow through until the path of all four kunai were safely altered. As he had bent his head and neck downwards in preparation for his kick, the two kunai missed the top-most strand of hair by a thin margin. And thus, the meatbag was wide open....

Saburo continued to rush in and at him and elbowed him right in the face the moment he got into melee range. "You little runt". He would then kick the guy off balance and watch as he flopped to the ground. The Daitaishou's knee found itself right on top of the bandit's chest, and a brawny hand on his neck - no doubt the strangle the poor fellow. While a tight grip was maintained on his airways, brutal fists rained down on the evildoer's face, continuously molding it out of recognizable form to a mutilated shape. Any trace of handsomeness was literally knocked out with each punch that followed. The bandit could not even beg for mercy, for with a hand over his throat and the pain that followed Saburo's assaults, he had no choice but to submit helplessly. Grunts, yelps, and oofs escaped his mouth whenever it had the chance. It wasn't before long when the bandit's face was covered in blood and his eyes strangely out of orientation did he realize that enough was enough.

He saw that the other enemy had already been taken out. "Cleaning out all these wannabe-bigshots always took a little more time than expected. You did well my boy, you did well." Only half of the bandits were still alive (by definition), while the rest were on their way to a darker side of the world due to Saburo's explosion. He took all of the knocked-out bodies all on him, as he was a giant man, and Ondori must have exhausted a large amount of his reserves. He had done his job and once Saburo filled out a report, he would make sure to commend the boy for his accomplishments in the field. "Now we bring back the luggage", he said and he returned to Kumogakure which wasn't far off due to their strategy.

[Mission completed]