The front-line command room hummed with communications gear and static interference. Soldiers stampeded orders into consoles, rifles slung tightly against backs, eyes flicking toward the screens that flashed operational coordinates. Amid the disciplined chaos stood the Kanda Brigade, a unit forged in war and hardened on unforgiving shores. Not a voice was raised without purpose, not a breath wasted on mercy. From the central cluster, a squad leader addressed the incoming presence with a clipped, deliberate authority.

“Orders have been received. move out, it's hunting time boys!" Konou the captain barked at his men as they quickly mobilized to their units with direction to the Gosha Village.

"Let's have fun boys..." The scarred man said with malice.