Monkey and Hammer straightened their backs at the same time and saluted Jin Feng: "I promise to complete the mission!"
Then the two ran out of the command room together, Monkey ran towards the scout camp, while Hammer ran towards the northern front line with a telescope.
He had to take advantage of the fact that it was not completely dark to mark the best blasting point for the Suicide Squad, as well as several alternative locations.
In fact, Iron Hammer had already observed the stone wall many times in the past two days, and had already marked the location in his mind. Now he just had to confirm it again. It only took him one stick of incense to complete the task.
By the time Iron Hammer arrived at the reconnaissance camp, Monkey's death squad had been organized.
The death squad consists of four scouts, each carrying an explosive pack and approaching from different locations.
Even if someone is discovered, or the best blasting position is inaccessible, the remaining three people can continue to perform the mission.
"You guys come with me!"
Iron Hammer led four people back to the northern front line, and then pointed out the best blasting points and alternative points for the four people. www.81zw.????m
After nightfall, the four death squads wore white camouflage uniforms and left the Brass Trench.
However, they did not directly lurk towards the stone wall from the north. Instead, they went around to the ravine on the west side of Brass Valley and sneaked in from the west.
There have been several heavy snowfalls in recent days, which provided good cover for the suicide squads. They wore white camouflage uniforms and were difficult to see in the snow.
Lurking is the test of patience.
The four death squads moved very slowly in the snow, and in order to prevent the enemy from discovering the footprints behind them, each of them also carried a small broom wrapped in white cloth. Every time they took a step forward, they would deal with the footprints behind them.
Lose.
If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see the footprints at all.
Especially when there were only the last twenty feet away from the stone wall, the death squads became even more careful, taking at least a minute or two for every step they took, for fear of being discovered by the party soldiers on guard against the stone wall.
In order to get the stone wall closer to the hill as soon as possible, the work on the stone wall did not stop even at night and was still in full swing.
The attention of the party soldiers who were on guard could not help but be distracted by the movement of the fortress wall, and they did not notice anyone approaching twenty feet away.
But just because they didn't notice it doesn't mean that others didn't notice it either.
In an inconspicuous corner of the stone wall, two figures were squatting next to the stove, carefully turning over the mutton.
Beside them, a man wearing a leather jacket sat.
The man has sharp eyes and strong arms. He has a bow and arrow beside him and glances down from time to time.
Party soldiers carrying stones would pass by here and salivate involuntarily when they smell the aroma of barbecue, but no one dared to approach.
Because they all know that the man sitting upright is a sharp archer.
Marksman is a title that is difficult to obtain for a party, and its status is very high. The hundreds of thousands of troops commanded by Li Lingrui don't have many marksmen in total.
"Brother Tuoyan, the meat is ready!"
A soldier next to the stove put the roasted mutton on a plate and held it in front of the archer with both hands.
The sharp archer pulled out a delicate knife from his leg, cut off a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing it slowly, he glanced down habitually.
He didn't know how many times he repeated this action, but this time, the archer's eyebrows suddenly jumped.
If you want to be a sharp archer, you not only need good archery skills, but also good eyesight.
If you can't even see the target clearly, let alone hit it.
Li Lingrui arranged for a sharp archer to be here to prevent anyone from sneaking up on the stone wall.
When the Archer looked down just now, a suicide squad member happened to be moving.
If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely not be noticed.
But the Archer is no ordinary person.
The sharp archer put down his knife and reached out to pick up the bow and arrow beside him.
During this process, the sharp archer's eyes kept staring downward.
The suicide squad below didn't know that they were being targeted. After a minute or so, they quietly moved forward.
Now the Archer confirmed that he had read correctly, and indeed someone was lurking and approaching!
At this time, the frontmost suicide squad member was only a dozen feet away from the stone wall. With the skill of a sharp archer, he could easily hit it with one eye closed.
But the sharp archer did not take action, but made a gesture to the soldiers who were grilling meat next to him.
The soldier understood and immediately ran out quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the person in charge of intelligence came quickly with two personal guards and followed the soldiers.
When the sharpshooter saw the person in charge of intelligence, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The status of the marksman is indeed high, but it is still inferior to that of the person in charge of intelligence.
After all, Li Lingrui has several sharpshooters under his command, but there is only one person in charge of intelligence, who is his absolute confidant.
The sharp archer was staring here despite the cold wind, which was arranged by the person in charge of intelligence.
The Archer was still a little resistant before, thinking that the person in charge of intelligence was making a fuss out of a molehill, but now he is convinced.
Because the person in charge of the intelligence guessed correctly, the Shu Army really sent people to touch it!
The archer held the bow and arrow and saluted the person in charge of intelligence.
The person in charge of the intelligence responded casually, and then asked: "Tuoyan, have you noticed someone approaching us?"
"Yes!" the Archer replied: "The other party used white cloth to camouflage, moved very slowly, and also processed the footprints. If I hadn't been staring down, it would have been difficult to spot."
"Thank you, where is he?"
The person in charge of intelligence nodded and wanted to go over and take a look below, but was stopped by the archer.
"Sir, the other party should be a master too. You'd better stop looking, lest he discovers you." The sharp archer explained.
"Okay," the person in charge of the intelligence did not insist on looking, but asked: "How many people are there, and where did they come from? How far away are they?"
"There are four people in total. They came from the west. The one in front is still 13 feet away from the base of our wall, and the farthest one is about 22 feet away." The sharp archer answered.
"Did you miss it?" the intelligence chief asked.
"Don't worry, sir. It won't be missed. I can see it clearly!" the Archer replied confidently.
He just stared down carefully for a long time, confirming the positions of all the scouts.
"Sir, what should we do now? Kill them?" the archer asked.
"Are you sure?" the intelligence chief asked.
"Let one of them escape, my lord, come and chop me down!" The sharp archer became more confident.
Hearing this, the person in charge of intelligence nodded slightly: "Let's do it!"
Archer is a title that must be obtained by relying on one's own ability, and the person in charge of intelligence trusts his judgment.
"yes!"
The marksman stood up, first moved his arms, then raised his bow and arrow with a confident expression, aiming at the scout at the front.