Naruto: Shinobi System!

Night. A quiet breeze gently touched the grass, gently pressing it to the ground. The birds had long since fallen asleep, and the chirping of the crickets resounded in the dark silence. An ordinary quiet night, this ordinary day. But this calm was too strange, too oppressive ...

On the outskirts of the city, there was a large mansion, in one of the windows of which a bright light was still burning. The house was surrounded by a high fence, within the walls of which there were many people scurrying back and forth. Each of them had frowns and tense faces. They were all heavily armed and wore the same black suits. The house itself looked like an impregnable fortress. There were bags, barrels and multiple barriers on the ground. The entire perimeter, around the house, was in trenches and barricades, as if people inside were preparing for an attack.

On the top floor, in the study, where the light was still on, there was only one person. It was a white-haired man with light stubble in a white shirt and black trousers. His legs were draped over the table, and he himself was rather relaxed. A cigarette was smoking in his teeth, the ashes of which were about to fall. In his hands he was holding a small book, with a rather colorful cover, on which several orange letters were clearly written - NARUTO. The man calmly read the manga, sometimes turning the pages, with a characteristic rustling sound.

The room was quiet and in perfect order. Against the wall, there were several closets filled with manga and books, a large bar with alcohol and a couple of paintings. There was a small table by the window, with neatly folded papers and a dimly burning lamp. Nearby, there was a large plasma TV and a computer.

But the silence of this place was suddenly broken by a loud and distinct pistol shot.

The guard at the gate fell dead, and then another series of shots was heard.

* Bang bah bang *

Several more guards were killed by an automatic burst. A batch of sniper shots took a couple more people off the rooftops. As soon as the shots stopped, several dozen armed men began to leave the houses in the neighborhood. At the same instant, a huge truck rammed the steel gate at high speed, completely destroying it.

But no sooner had the truck passed a meter than the driver was immediately shot from a gun.

*Boom*

A car without a driver crashed into one of the barricades. But even if the driver was dead, the attackers achieved what they wanted. The guards who had already raised the alarm did not panic, they quickly began to prepare and take up their positions. It was as if this was in the order of things for them. After transmitting a signal over the radio, everyone moved strictly according to the plan. The whole house was immediately lit. A multitude of searchlights were directed towards the streets, blinding the attackers. At the top of the house, several windows opened, from where several sniper rifles looked out. On them, from a neighboring roof, fire immediately opened, but to no avail. Bullets that hit the windows immediately bounced off. The windows, like the doors, were armored. The snipers in the house were not stupid and did not open completely, pulling out only the muzzle of their weapon. In response to the shots, the snipers opened fire.

At the same moment, a lot of people rushed into the gap formed by the truck, like an avalanche. Each carried a different weapon and was dressed distinctively. Many of the attackers had a bunch of tattoos, and some wore simple black suits. These people definitely belonged to different factions.

A firefight ensued, and many of the attackers were killed. But at that moment, several smoke grenades were thrown from the back of the truck.

Thick gray smoke filled the entire area, blocking the view of the house's guards. But they remained calm, taking out of their pocket a strange-looking mask, they quickly put them on their faces, after which they began to transmit something on the radio.

As soon as this happened, the upper window was opened, after which several objects, shaped like smoke grenades, flew out from there. But it was not them at all ...

Cries were heard in the smoke:

- Put on masks quickly!

- Faster than idiots!

At the same moment, the grenade landed on the ground, from which thick yellow smoke spread in all directions.

- Fuck! More often, assholes!

- Ghaaa!

There was a cough, but then shots rang out. From windows and barricades, house guards began to fire. At the same time, several people ran out of the smoke, taking up a position behind the truck. All these people were wearing masks, which greatly surprised the guards.

- How did they know ?! - one of the defenders shouted furiously.

- Never mind! Keep the defense!

A skirmish ensued. One by one, people fell dead. Both sides suffered heavy casualties ... Using the smoke as cover, the attackers quickly pushed the defenders back and took up strong positions.