Chapitre 15: Chapter 15: Shadows in the Mist
The forest's dense canopy shrouded the squad in dappled light as they made their way toward their next rendezvous point. The success of their previous mission lingered in their minds, but the weight of the war didn't allow for celebration. The Iwa forces wouldn't stay down for long, and their counterattack was sure to be brutal.
Hiroshi led the group in silence, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for signs of pursuit. Shinji walked near the rear, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ever vigilant. Despite the weariness that clung to him, his instincts urged him to stay alert.
As they crossed a shallow stream, Rina broke the silence. "Does anyone else feel like we're being watched?"
Kenji snorted. "You're just paranoid. We wiped the floor with them last time."
"Paranoia's what keeps us alive," Hiroshi said flatly, his gaze not shifting from the trees ahead.
Shinji didn't say anything, but he felt it too—a faint, almost imperceptible shift in the air.
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The attack came suddenly. A volley of kunai whizzed through the air, forcing the squad to scatter. Figures clad in stone-gray flak jackets emerged from the shadows, their movements swift and precise.
"Iwa shinobi!" Hiroshi barked, drawing his blade. "Defensive formation!"
Shinji's sword was out in an instant. He deflected an incoming kunai and surged forward to engage the closest enemy. His body moved on instinct, each swing of his blade precise and lethal.
Kenji and Rina took up defensive positions, fending off the attackers with coordinated strikes. Daichi joined Hiroshi, the two of them forming a protective line to keep the group together.
The fight was chaotic, the Iwa shinobi pressing their advantage in numbers. Despite their skill, it was clear this wasn't just a random skirmish.
"They're testing us," Shinji muttered under his breath as he clashed swords with an enemy.
Kenji overheard him, gritting his teeth. "Great. Just what we need—a warm-up squad."
Shinji's opponent faltered under his relentless assault, and with one final strike, the Iwa shinobi crumpled to the ground. He turned just in time to see Hiroshi engage a towering enemy with an explosive tag-laden kunai.
"Hiroshi!" Shinji shouted, leaping forward. He knocked the kunai away with his blade, saving his captain from a potentially fatal explosion.
Hiroshi nodded in thanks before turning back to the battle. "Focus, Shinji. We can't afford any mistakes."
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The tide turned as the squad's cohesion began to outmatch the Iwa shinobi's tactics. One by one, their attackers fell, leaving the survivors to retreat into the shadows.
As the dust settled, Hiroshi gestured for the group to regroup. "Everyone accounted for?"
"Still breathing," Kenji said, though he winced as he inspected a gash on his arm.
"Same here," Rina added, though her eyes scanned the trees warily.
Shinji wiped his blade clean before sheathing it. "That wasn't a standard patrol. They knew we were coming."
Hiroshi nodded grimly. "Agreed. Which means our position has been compromised. We need to move."
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They traveled for hours, the tension in the air never lifting. As dusk settled over the forest, Hiroshi finally called for a halt. They found shelter in a small cave hidden beneath an overhang, its entrance obscured by thick vines.
"We'll rest here for the night," Hiroshi said. "Keep your weapons close. They might not be done with us yet."
As the others settled in, Shinji took first watch. He sat near the entrance, his sword across his lap, his senses sharp despite his exhaustion.
The encounter weighed on him. The Iwa forces were getting bolder, their tactics more calculated. It was only a matter of time before they faced something far more dangerous than a probing squad.
Shinji's thoughts drifted as he stared out into the night. Somewhere out there, the war raged on, and he wondered how many lives were being lost even now.
I can't stop it all, he thought. But I can protect those closest to me.
The resolve in his heart burned brighter as the forest remained still, the shadows of war pressing ever closer.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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