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6:00 AM, Kitsaki
Shikamaru unrolled the map. The bandit camp was marked with a big red X.
"From what we know, the bandits hold training sessions from 9:00 to 11:00, then have lunch, and then have another training session from 1:00 to 3:00. However, if they are going on a raid, their schedule is uncertain. The bandits haven't gone on a major raid for about 3 weeks now. They're restless and want to have a raid soon–"
Shikamaru turned away and let out a huge yawn. Temari rolled her eyes.
"AAAAAH…..luckily for us," he said, facing Temari again, "there's a caravan of weapons that's about to come within 30 minutes south of the bandit camp. The bandits especially like to raid caravans of weapons because that's their only way to get any sort of armaments. They'll definitely raid this one.
"Today is the day that we get some real intel."
11:00 AM, 30 Minutes South from Bandit Camp
"When was the caravan coming again?" Temari demanded.
"Uh…I just knew that it was today. Not exactly what time it was coming –"
"Way to plan."
1:00 AM, 30 Minutes South from Bandit Camp
The forest was silent. "I don't hear any training drills," Shikamaru whispered. "Any time now."
"It better be."
1:30 AM, 30 Minutes South from Bandit Camp
The first thing they did hear was the squeaking of wheels.
Four oxen pulling two wagons emerged on the path. Two men were guiding the oxen, glancing furtively around.
"I told you we should have lubricated the wheels! Now the bandits are going to get us!" the tall, lanky one hissed.
"No sweat. The bandits are just rumors," laughed the short, stocky one.
"That's what the townspeople of Kitsaki and Fuji-jo thought too," came a voice from above them.
As Shikamaru and Temari watched in horror, the bandits attacked.