Although he got the news of Bai Bangzheng and knew that the Ming army would not attack tonight, Liu Tichun still arranged a certain number of patrol personnel. He didn't expect these people to be able to defeat the enemy in a real situation, they only needed to play a warning role.

As a result, the number of people on each patrol is not large, but it is very dense, and it can ensure that in about five minutes, a patrol team will appear in the same place.

Liu Tichun's main focus is frequency, but he didn't know that such an arrangement was more conducive to Zhu Changwu's training strategy.

The five-man patrol had no idea that death had already set its sights on them, and when they came to the ambush circle, Ji Jinkai's five-man team jumped up and rushed straight to the target's place.

They can't be as well-trained as Zhu Changwu, they can easily play one-to-five, and they can't kill people without making a sound. But they were one to the other, and they suddenly exploded, plus they all had a certain kung fu foundation, and they still had sharp weapons like tiger teeth and daggers in their hands, so it was not difficult to complete the task.

The dagger slashed the throat, making people lose the strength to scream, and soon the five patrol members fell to the ground one by one, and the Ji Jinkai team successfully completed the task.

The five Dashun soldiers who had been killed continued to drag towards the grass, followed by the other five to replace the main force, and Ji Jinkai and them continued to wait for the next group of enemies to appear.

In about five minutes, the enemy appeared as promised, concocted according to the law, and the ten people successfully completed the task. Ji Jinkai's headphones also heard the voice of Zhu Changwu ordering them to retreat, "It's done well, let's all retreat, but remember to bring all the corpses down." ”

If the corpses are piled up together, after a long time, the smell of blood will be very strong, and once it is discovered, it will be a big incident.

Ji Jinkai's ten people retreated, and Hu Yunfeng climbed up with a team of ten people and began their assessment.

Zhu Changwu lay his whole body in the grass, and the muzzle of the Type 191 gun was always fixed on the battlefield, ready to replenish the gun.

He was hoping that there would be no chance of shooting, but apparently it was just an idea. When Hu Yunfeng's team successfully completed the task and withdrew, and Ling Xiaoyun's team also completed the task and retreated, and was replaced by the Blood Sky Squad, the accident appeared for the first time.

Perhaps because of the nervousness, a Ming army member hid for a long time, but he didn't find out, his feet were entangled in weeds, so that at the moment of explosion, people were not able to jump, which shocked the target person, the patrol of the Dashun Army.

Out of instinct, he was about to shout when he opened his mouth, but with the bullet in his head, the center of his eyebrows began to be stained with blood, and he was shot in the head by Zhu Changwu, who had been ready to replenish the gun.

The mission was successfully completed, but apparently the soldier's face was very ugly, he knew that today's performance was too bad, and he didn't know if he had lost his qualification to become a dragon soldier.

"It doesn't matter, everyone makes mistakes, what we have to do is to avoid mistakes. You have also seen how dangerous it is just now, so many times, you only have one chance to make a move, and if you don't succeed once, you may be the one who dies. This time I'm watching from the sidelines, and it can also reduce this kind of mistake, so it can give you a chance to re-behave, but remember, only once, if there is a next time, you can go back to the army and become an ordinary soldier when you go back. ”

Zhu Changwu did not criticize harshly, but he also explained the importance of the matter.

"Rest assured, the same mistake will never happen." Ru Honghai said with a determined expression.

He is ashamed now, why can everyone else do well, but when it is his turn, there will be mistakes?

He thought it was caused by his too nervousness, and after listening to Zhu Changwu's comments, he began to inhale and exhale constantly, relaxing his body and mind. He has confidence in himself, he learned kung fu when he was a child, and the last time he chased and killed thieves, he killed twenty-three people and successfully became a hundred households. In fact, all nine hundred households came this time.

He thinks that he is no worse than anyone else, everything is caused by being too nervous, and then he just needs to relax and exert his usual strength to definitely have a better performance, become a member of the real dragon army, and become a real king of soldiers.

The killing continues!

The battlefield began to move forward, and the outermost Dashun army patrol numbered 200 people, and they had already been killed.

Continuing to approach the camp of the Dashun army, the patrols here moved more frequently, and Zhu Changwu had to order two or even three teams to start at the same time.

Whenever there is an accident in a team member, it is when Zhu Changwu replenishes the gun. Not only that, Ji Jinkai and Hu Yunfeng also joined the team to replenish the gun. Although their marksmanship is not as good as Zhu Changwu, and even inferior to Lou Heyang, a woman, they are still much better than Ling Xiaoyun and Blood Changkong who just got the 191 style.

In this way, the patrol team of the Dashun Army was killed one by one, and the reserve dragon soldiers continued to rotate and kill, and there were fewer and fewer mistakes. It's like Ru Honghai didn't make any more mistakes before, and when his mind calmed down, he found that it was too simple to kill people with the methods taught by the general.

This naturally has a lot to do with the fact that the military quality of the Dashun army is too poor, but as long as these reserve dragon soldiers continue to train, one day, even if the enemy of the old battalion appears in front of them, they can easily kill the enemy invisibly.

For more than an hour, when the time had passed, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning, the eight hundred patrols of the Dashun army were killed cleanly, and the pockets of many reserve dragon soldiers were filled with the ears of the enemy.

"Inform everyone, all of them retreat, take a break, and prepare for the final attack." Zhu Changwu glanced at the watch on his wrist, and he knew that he didn't have much time left for his actions.

It is now April, and in more than three hours, the sky will be cloudy and bright, and he must lead his troops to withdraw before dawn, otherwise once they are bitten during the day, they will only have more than 200 people, and they will definitely usher in a fierce counterattack by the Dashun army.

If that's the case, even if Zhu Changwu is confident that he can retreat with his whole body, the soldiers he brings will definitely be damaged.

He has already seen it just now, except for a very few people who are really poor in performance, have poor psychological quality, and still need a degree of training, the others are good seedlings.

Before the seedlings grow, Zhu Changwu will not let them deliberately take risks, which is irresponsible for their lives and a great loss to the Ming army.

"Everyone take a break, hurry up and eat some dry food, and in a moment you will enter the camp, remember, a small team of ten people, in charge of a camp tent, the movement should be small, and the killing action should be swift. By the way, both the machine gunner and the gunner stayed, and for a while they did not participate in the operation. Zhu Changwu commanded while taking the cooked beef he brought and ate it.

These beef, all during the day, Zhu Changwu instructed Zhang Ao to send someone to boil, and after adding iodized salt, the taste is very good.

More than two hundred reserve dragon soldiers ate it in large gulps, with excitement on their faces, which made Zhu Changwu very happy to see it. These soldiers did not experience the discomfort of vomiting, which is enough to show that they have a good foundation and are qualified dragon army seeds, as long as they accumulate enough killing experience, they may become junior soldier kings in the future.

The breeze was blowing, and it was still a little cold at night on an April day.

In such weather, except for the patrolmen, the other Dashun troops were sleeping in their tents, completely unaware that outside, the Grim Reaper was approaching them step by step.

"Do it!" After seeing that most of everyone's physical strength had recovered, Zhu Changwu gave an order, and more than 20 teams followed by a team of ten people quickly trotted towards the target camp, and then there was a deathly silence.

No one knows what happened in the tent, but in Zhu Changwu's opinion, no movement is the best result.

Sure enough, after a while, the first team of ten people walked out of the military tent, and stretched out a thumbs, which was a sign of success, and followed the ten people to the next military tent quickly.

Time passed little by little, and after about half an hour, dozens of military tents had been cleared, and if there were twenty soldiers of the Dashun Army in each military tent, at least a thousand more enemies would be killed.

Combined with the 800 patrolmen killed earlier, the approximate figure is 2,000 enemies.

There were more people killed, and the smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and soon, it was ambushed outside, and Zhu Changwu, who was in charge of fire support, felt the unpleasant smell in the air that could smell at any time.

"Toot!"

A relatively crisp whistle sounded, which was the retreat signal agreed upon by Zhu Changwu and them.

After receiving the order, the reserve dragon soldiers who had finished solving the enemy in their hands began to retreat one by one, and at this time, the Dashun army finally reacted.

A Dashun army who came out to relieve the problem was the first to find out what the problem was, in the darkness, he didn't see any enemy, but the thick smell of blood in the air made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, he happened to hear the crisp whistle, and when he instinctively reacted, he knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly shouted, "Enemy attack!" ”

This shout also revealed his location, so that Zhu Changwu, who was observing the retreat of the Dragon Army, was looking for prestige, and then it was solved with a headshot.

It's just that this shout is extremely conspicuous in the darkness of the night, and it also wakes up other people. Especially Liu Tichun, the general in the inner camp, after hearing the shout, he instinctively sat up directly, and shouted loudly, "What's going on outside?" ”

There was no need for him to shout, and some of the old battalion soldiers also heard this warning sound, and then ran out of the camp tent.

Seeing that the enemy camp was beginning to be in chaos and was about to take action, Zhu Changwu shouted very decisively, "Fire!" ”