Naruto cholo chronicals

Blueprint for war

Naruto sat at the head of the table in the dimly lit basement, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. The room was thick with tension, the kind that filled every breath. Around him, the core members of the Vatos Locos and the Surenos were gathered, their eyes fixed on him as they waited for him to speak. Maps of the city were spread out on the table, with different neighborhoods marked in red and blue, dividing the territories between the two gangs.

Menma leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. "So, what's the play, Naruto? Sasuke's not going to sit back forever. We need to hit them fast, or we'll lose the edge."

Naruto exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his eyes cold and focused. "We're not just going to hit them. We're going to break them. Piece by piece."

Sakura stood off to the side, her arms crossed, her face set in concentration. She had seen Naruto's violent side in action before, but this was different. This wasn't just about defending their territory—it was about domination. Ino sat beside her, the gleam in her eyes showing that she was all in.

"We need to start with their supply chain," Naruto said, leaning over the map. "Without their drugs and cash flow, the Orochi Boyz will crumble. They've got two main spots—one near the docks and another in the industrial zone. We hit both."

One of the Surenos, a tattooed man named Rico, chimed in. "Hitting both at once is risky. They'll be on high alert after what you did last time."

Naruto looked up, his expression hard. "I'm counting on that. They'll be expecting us to hit one place, so we'll split the crew and hit both at the same time. By the time they react, it'll be too late."

Menma smirked. "You're thinking two steps ahead, Uzumaki. I like it."

Naruto's eyes flickered over to him. "We don't have a choice. Sasuke's already got people watching us. He's waiting for us to make a mistake."

Naruto grabbed a marker and started marking the map. "Here's how it's going to go down. Menma, you take your crew and hit the docks. They've got shipments coming in every couple of days, and we'll make sure this one never makes it to the streets. You've got the firepower to deal with whatever security they've got."

Menma nodded, a predatory grin spreading across his face. "Consider it done."

Naruto turned to Ino and Sakura. "You two are with me. We're going to the industrial zone. It's a smaller operation, but it's where they move their product from. We cut off that pipeline, and they're done."

Sakura's eyes hardened with resolve. "We'll hit them fast and leave nothing standing."

Ino, always eager for action, cracked her knuckles. "About time we get our hands dirty."

Rico leaned in, pointing at another part of the map. "What about backup? If Sasuke gets wind of this, he'll send reinforcements. We need people watching the streets, making sure no one slips through."

Naruto nodded. "We'll have scouts posted along these routes. Anyone from the Orochi Boyz moves, we'll know about it. But we can't afford to let this turn into a full-blown war on the streets. We hit them hard and get out before the cops show up."

Menma's eyes narrowed. "Speaking of cops, what about Kakashi and Guy? Those two have been breathing down everyone's necks ever since you got out of prison."

Naruto's expression darkened at the mention of the two detectives. Kakashi and Guy had been relentless in their pursuit of both the Vatos Locos and the Orochi Boyz. They weren't just looking to bust small-time dealers—they were after the heads of the operations. Naruto knew that if they weren't careful, the whole thing could blow up in their faces.

"We'll have to deal with them eventually," Naruto said, his voice low. "But right now, they're more focused on keeping the peace between the gangs. As long as we don't start a full-out war in the streets, they'll stay on the sidelines."

Sakura shifted uneasily. "They're not stupid, Naruto. They've been tailing us for weeks. They know something's about to go down."

Naruto shrugged, the fire in his eyes showing that he wasn't worried. "Let them watch. By the time they figure out what we're up to, we'll already have Sasuke on his knees."

The room fell into a brief silence as everyone absorbed the weight of Naruto's plan. It was bold, maybe too bold, but that's what made it perfect. The Orochi Boyz had grown comfortable, thinking they were untouchable. Naruto was about to prove them wrong.

Naruto stood up, flicking the cigarette to the floor and grinding it under his boot. "We move tomorrow night. We take everything from them—their product, their money, their pride. And when we're done, there won't be an Orochi Boyz crew left in this city."

The gang members around the table nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. The plan was set. The next night would decide everything.

As the meeting broke up and everyone started to leave, Sakura lingered behind, her eyes on Naruto. "You sure about this?"

Naruto glanced at her, his face hard, but there was a hint of something softer in his eyes when he looked at her. "It's the only way."

Sakura sighed, knowing that once Naruto made up his mind, there was no changing it. "Just... be careful. I don't want to see you back in a cell. Or worse."

Naruto gave her a small nod. "I've got this. Don't worry."

Ino walked up, slapping Naruto on the back. "You're not getting rid of us that easy, Uzumaki. We've got your back."

Naruto smirked, his tough exterior never slipping. "Good. I'm counting on it."

The three of them left the basement together, stepping out into the cool night air. The city was quiet for now, but Naruto knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. The Orochi Boyz were about to feel the full force of his wrath, and when it was all over, Naruto intended to stand at the top.

But deep down, he knew that Sasuke was thinking the same thing. The next time they faced off, it wouldn't be a simple meeting. One of them was going to walk away victorious, and the other... would be left in the dirt.

Naruto clenched his fists as they walked down the street, his mind already focused on tomorrow night. This was it. The beginning of the end.