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- "Are you talking about these little guys who have never seen blood?"
Hearing this, Song Hu turned his head and looked at the soldiers who were following him in two lines.
"Yes, I'm talking about them." Zhao Hongyu nodded. "I think they are different from you and Wang Shan and Zhang Tie. You are not so timid, but they are not." Zhao Hongyu frowned, "I'm worried about whether they will be able to do it if there is a fight later."
It turns out that Zhao Hongyu was worried about this issue.
After listening to Zhao Hongyu's words, Song Hu responded: "I have also seen this problem. During the period of training them, I found that these guys trained well and did things in a orderly manner. But after all, they have never seen it before. He is a bloody little guy, and the best thing about him is that he only went to high school and received military training, which is different from me, Wang Shan and Zhang Tie."
Song Hu¡¯s words suddenly reminded Zhao Hongyu that the 200 genetic people he had cultivated were indeed in such a situation.
They are completely different from Wang Shan, Song Hu and Zhang Tie. None of the genetic people cultivated in these two months have served as conscripts for three years.
"But haven't you noticed, the ones with the best mentality are the twelve big pieces of wood I received."
Zhao Hongyu raised his hand and pointed at the twelve genetic people who still had expressionless faces.
"Well, they are good candidates for soldiers. They can carry out orders without hesitation and do not care about their own lives. If they are put into the army, they will be elites."
Song Hu admired those twelve dull guys very much.
"It's a pity that they just don't have good brains. They can only be used for battlefield charges and hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. If they have better brains, they will definitely be better than the 150 little guys under my command."
Song Hu kept saying that the newly cultivated genetic people were little guys, but he didn¡¯t want to think about how old they were.
Wang Shan also heard the conversation between the two. He interrupted and said: "I have watched Song Hu train these guys. Although they are a little more delicate, they are much stronger than the kids in the city."
I have to say that Wang Shan told the truth.
These genetic people cultivated by Zhao Hongyu are all from mountain villages.
Therefore, compared to the pampered children in big cities, these genetic people are really much better.
Although they sometimes complained about Song Hu¡¯s hard training, they all persisted and no one backed down.
Even girls are like this.
This is no different from the reality of youth in the 21st century.
Although Song Hu is not so satisfied with this.
"It's human nature to be afraid. They are all still children. They have never been in the military. People have all kinds of emotions and desires. Please understand."
Song Hu shook his head helplessly.
No matter what, although these soldiers looked uneasy and frightened, they still obeyed the order after all.
¡°If no one does anything like deserting, he is already Amitabha.
"These twelve young men are good, they are the real leading soldiers." Zhao Hongyu smiled bitterly and said to Wang Shan and Song Hu. "Originally, I was a little disdainful of their low intelligence, but now it seems that being dull has its advantages, and being too thoughtful has its disadvantages."
The reason why Zhao Hongyu said this was because he was worried.
Because he possesses wisdom, he also possesses various emotions of normal people. So how much combat effectiveness can these 100 young soldiers exert in this uneasy and fearful mood?
??Maybe it will affect the effect of the five-stage continuous shooting.
This is what Zhao Hongyu is most worried about and afraid of happening.
But what's the use of worrying, he can't control all this.
"Now it seems that I have to make a choice in cultivating genetic people in the future. Having wisdom is not a good thing, don't you two think so?"
Zhao Hongyu raised his hand and touched his chin.
Wang Shan did not answer this question, but Song Hu nodded repeatedly.
"Chief, you are right to think so. I need soldiers under my command, the kind of soldiers who can faithfully carry out the orders of the commander. So what if you have wisdom, it does not necessarily mean you can become an excellent soldier."
It can be seen that Song Hu is very dissatisfied with his current subordinates.
Zhao Hongyu nodded while listening.
"From now on, all these guys with normal intelligence will just become political commissars. The soldiers will all act stupidly"It's easier to have genetic people do it. ", Wang Shan interrupted and said something.
Wang Shan and Song Hu kept talking to each other, and many things that Zhao Hongyu couldn't figure out now can't be figured out.
What is a soldier?
Soldiers are killing machines, they don¡¯t need to think about their own problems. You only need to carry out the commander's orders well, and other issues can be left to the commander to consider.
And war in this era is not that troublesome.
What matters is personal courage and who is braver and not afraid of death.
"Obviously, dull genetic people are more fearless of death and can carry out orders very well.
As long as you give him an order, he will complete it even if he is dead.
This is better than those with intelligent genes.
Because if you have wisdom, you will have more thoughts. Many times when encountering something, you will weigh the gains and losses.
This is a very bad phenomenon.
??Especially the fear of death is even worse.
Zhao Hongyu also didn¡¯t expect that he originally thought everything was going well, but so many problems were exposed all at once.
"Hopefully we can survive this time."
He shook his head helplessly, sighed and said to Song Hu and Wang Shan.
"Chief, don't be so helpless. Although they are not the most perfect soldiers, they still have no problem defeating those two to three hundred Europeans."
Song Hu comforted Zhao Hongyu.
"Come on! Let's all jog, don't look so lifeless."
After speaking to Zhao Hongyu, Song Hu raised his hand and shouted at the long team behind him.
The soldiers began to trot rhythmically and neatly.
After walking about a mile, a figure vaguely appeared in front of me within sight.
"Enemies are found in front, form a formation!"
When he saw the vague figure on the horizon, Song Hu turned around and quickly gave the order to form an array.
As Song Hu¡¯s order was issued, one hundred genetic warriors were quickly divided into four small squares, and each small square was divided into five rows, with five soldiers in each row.
Let¡¯s go together!
Peng! Peng! Peng!
The soldiers formed their formation and began to advance slowly.
Song Hu left Zhao Hongyu's side and went to command his troops.
"Go, send someone over to investigate and see the number of people on the opposite side."
Zhao Hongyu gave the order without turning back.
Wang Shan, who was standing behind Zhao Hongyu, immediately turned around, raised his hand and pointed at one of the twelve mute gene people and said: "You, go and detect the number of enemies on the opposite side. Don't contact the enemies and go back quickly."
After the genetic man said, "I obey," he raised his legs and ran out.
Since Zhao Hongyu doesn¡¯t have a horse, their transportation now basically relies on walking.
Looking at the back of the gene man running towards the opposite side, Zhao Hongyu stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips.
I don¡¯t know when animals such as horses, pigs, and cows will be able to be traded in the space-time trader. It would be of great help to me if I had these products.
About fifteen minutes later, the genetic man responsible for the investigation returned to the team.
"Leader, the opponent has no more than sixty people. They have more than a dozen spears, more than twenty short weapons of various kinds, and a dozen matchlock guns."
Are there only such a few people?
Zhao Hongyu thought with some doubts after listening to the genetic man's report.
"How is it possible that there are so few people? It could be the vanguard. I remember when the sentry reported, didn't it say that two to three hundred Europeans landed on Manhattan Island?"
Zhao Hongyu was very confused.
"It seems that it should be the opponent's vanguard. The number of people is small. We can completely wipe out this enemy and weaken the enemy's effective strength."
Wang Shan came over and said darkly to Zhao Hongyu.
Zhao Hongyu nodded when he heard this: "Well, pick the soft persimmon and pinch it, okay, I like it."
It is easier to defeat the opponent with fewer people, and Zhao Hongyu is happy to fight against such an enemy.
At the same time, he also wanted to see what the combat effectiveness of these genetic people on his side was like after such a long period of training.
Whether it¡¯s a mule or a horse, you¡¯ll have to beat it a dozen times to find out.
After a visual inspection, we are now still a few meters away from contact with the enemy.? meters distance.
At this time, the enemy on the opposite side also discovered them and was quickly forming a square formation.
"Let the locals see how powerful we are. We can't be afraid of them without fighting." Zhao Hongyu said to Wang Shan with an evil smile.
Dogleg Wang Shan nodded repeatedly, indicating that he very much agreed with this point.
Europeans, in their eyes, are all country bumpkins. This is unmistakable.
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An unknown team appears ahead!
Formation, defense!
When Zhao Hongyu discovered Leslie, Leslie and his party also discovered Zhao Hongyu and the others.
After a visual inspection, Leslie could easily see that the opponent had an obvious numerical advantage.
It is precisely because of this reason that Leslie and the others suddenly became nervous. And immediately listed a defensive formation, imitating the Spanish-style square formation.
"Who are the people in front of you? Natives? Spaniards? Dutch? Or French?"
At this moment, countless questions arose in Leslie¡¯s mind.
Don¡¯t make a mess! Musketeers add gunpowder! The spearmen are on the outside. Those with short weapons should hold their position on the second level. Follow the people around you and watch them go together. Don't mess up!
With a loud voice, Leslie issued a series of orders while correcting some guys in the phalanx.
Soon, the two parties got closer again.
There was a tacit understanding at the top, and they all stopped the team a hundred meters away.
Leslie looked intently and saw a strange team appearing on the opposite side, wearing a strange costume that he had never seen before. This costume does not belong to any country in Europe, and these people have black pupils, black hair, and yellow skin.
¡°Obviously, these people are definitely not Europeans.
It seems we met the natives today.
A somewhat nervous Father Matthew whispered to Leslie.
"They are just indigenous people. I, Leslie, will definitely make this day unforgettable for them, and my image will always appear in their nightmares!";
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