Danzo’s eyes lit up, and a sinister smile crept onto the corners of his mouth: “Just surveillance?”
“Just surveillance.” Hiruzen Sarutobi stared fixedly at him, saying each word deliberately, “Without my order, you are absolutely not allowed to initiate provocations, not allowed to step a single foot into the Uchiha Clan Compound, and not allowed to trigger any conflicts.
I want you to watch their every move.
If there is any abnormality, report to me immediately.
Is that clear?”
The smile on Danzo’s face faded slightly, but in the end, he snorted coldly and agreed: “Understood.”
He turned and walked out of the office, his hand under the bandages clenched tightly into a fist.
He didn’t care about Hiruzen Sarutobi’s concerns.
After waiting for so many years, he finally had a legitimate reason to surround the Uchiha.
No matter what Hiruzen thought, this time, he would definitely make the Uchiha disappear from Konoha completely.
Meanwhile, in the clan head’s residence within the Uchiha Clan Compound, Fugaku put down the Bounty Order in his hand and looked at Shin across from him, smiling helplessly: “This move of yours has effectively shut Hiruzen’s mouth tight.
No matter how angry he is, he won’t be able to find a single fault.”
Shin picked up his teacup and took a sip, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
“This is just an appetizer.” He looked out the window; on the outskirts of the clan compound, the black figures of Root Ninjas could already be seen quietly setting up defenses.
“Two more days.
After two days, he will know that the surveillance he has set up now is nothing more than useless window dressing.”
The moment Danzo walked out of the Hokage Building, the late autumn night wind swirled withered maple leaves and slammed them against his face, but he didn’t even blink.
The single eye under the bandages narrowed slightly, churning with decades of suppressed ferocity and killing intent, like a venomous snake lurking in the dark, finally waiting for the moment the prey revealed a weakness.
He did not return to his own residence but turned directly into a hidden alley behind the side of the Hokage Building, following a secret passage all the way down to the Root Base, dozens of meters deep under Konoha.
This place was not brightly lit like the Hokage Building; there was only the faint blue cold light embedded in the rock walls, casting a deathly chill over the entire passage.
Root Ninjas wearing various animal masks moved silently through the passage, with no conversation, no sound of footsteps, and even their breathing suppressed to the minimum.
The entire base was like a precision-operating killing machine, and Danzo was the sole master of this machine.
He walked all the way to the innermost Command Room.
As soon as he pushed open the door, the six Root Branch Commanders waiting inside immediately knelt on one knee.
Dressed in uniform black attire, their masks hid all expressions; only their eyes, visible through the slits, showed no trace of human emotion—only absolute obedience.
These people were all Death Soldiers he had personally trained; their eyes held only his orders, not the so-called will of fire, and certainly not the rules of Konoha.
“All of you, stand up.” Danzo walked to the main seat and sat down, his raspy voice carrying unmasked ruthlessness.
“Hokage-sama has finally lost patience with those Uchiha scumbags.”
He raised his hand and tapped the table.
The arm under the bandages tightened slightly, and the hideous outline of the embedded Sharingan could be clearly seen bulging beneath the fabric.
“Hiruzen has been bound hand and foot by that ridiculous will of fire his whole life, indecisive and soft-hearted.
Even though he saw through the Uchiha’s rebellious heart long ago, he still worried about the so-called big picture and refused to strike the killing blow.”
Danzo sneered, the ferocity in his single eye almost overflowing.
“But it’s different now.
He personally ordered Root to surround the Uchiha tightly and not let a single fly out.
That is enough.”
He leaned forward slightly, his gaze sweeping over the six Branch Commanders in front of him as he issued his orders word by word, each one laced with bone-chilling coldness.
“Pass on my order: all members of Root are to immediately enter the highest state of alert.”
“Double all the sentry posts originally placed around the Uchiha Clan Compound.
At each of the four entrances, set up three layers of blockades: the outer layer is the Combat Team, the middle is the Perception Team, and the inner is the Barrier Team.
Even the area ten meters underground must be covered with a Perception Barrier.
Not even a mouse from the Uchiha is allowed to get out.”
“Monitor them twenty-four hours a day without interruption.
Any slight fluctuation of Chakra within the compound, any gathering of personnel, or any action beyond the daily norm is to be considered an abnormality.”
“Once an abnormality is discovered, there is no need to report to the Hokage Building or wait for additional instructions.
Immediately activate the Encirclement Plan and seal off the entire Uchiha Clan Compound so tightly that not a drop of water can escape.”
At this point, his voice suddenly stopped, and a flash of frantic killing intent crossed his single eye.
“Once the encirclement is complete, you are permitted to strike immediately.
Any Uchiha Clan Members who resist with weapons, regardless of age or gender, are to be killed without mercy.”
“Key targets — Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Kai, and those Elite Jonin in the clan who have awakened the Three-Tomoe, are to be prioritized for execution.
Leave no survivors.”
There was a deathly silence in the Command Room, save for the faint hum of electricity from the cold light tubes.
The six Branch Commanders did not hesitate for a second.
They bowed in unison, their voices flat and devoid of emotion: “Yes!
We follow Danzo-sama’s orders!”
“Also,” Danzo raised his hand to stop the few who were about to turn away, adding, “Keep a close eye on the Naka Shrine.
If there is any movement inside, charge in immediately.
Bring back all the Ninjutsu Scrolls, Forbidden Jutsu Heritages, and the Stone Tablet of the Six Paths Sage.
Especially the Underground Secret Chamber—search every inch, and do not let a single item escape.”
He had waited for this day for far too long.
Since the time of the Second Hokage, he had been convinced that these cursed Uchiha would eventually become Konoha’s greatest threat.
For decades, he had watched the Uchiha being marginalized step by step, pushed to the edge of the cliff, and he had also laid his own traps step by step.
He had already obtained one of Shisui’s Mangekyo.
Now, the Sharingan of the entire Uchiha clan and the heritage of a family passed down for over a thousand years were about to become his.
He would be the shadow of Konoha, using the harshest means to eliminate all tumors that threatened the village.
Even if his hands were covered in blood, even if he bore an eternal infamy, he would not hesitate.
The Branch Commanders withdrew silently, and the order spread through the entire Root Base like ripples on water.
The Root Ninjas who had been lurking in the shadows surged out like a tide, converging toward the Uchiha Clan Compound.
What was originally a single layer of surveillance sentries turned into an airtight iron wall overnight.
In the darkness, countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at every corner of the Uchiha Clan Compound, their Kunai already drawn, waiting only for the command to pounce and tear the entire Uchiha clan to shreds.
Danzo stood before the floor-to-ceiling window of the Command Room, looking out through dozens of meters of soil toward the lights of the Uchiha Clan Compound.
A sinister and greedy smile curled the corner of his mouth under the bandages.
The end of the Uchiha has arrived.
As long as they dared to show even a hint of rebellion, he would make these cursed people disappear from this world forever.
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