Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"Thump thump thump..."

The sound of people falling to the ground continued to rang out from above. The fat man was sweating profusely. He held his gun nervously and observed the situation behind him to prevent any hidden enemy from appearing.

Suddenly he was patted on the shoulder. The fat boy turned around quickly and saw their captain pointing at the city wall.

The fat boy then realized that among the members of their team responsible for the advance, he and the captain were the only ones who did not go up.

He nodded, threw the gun behind him, ran to the city wall and grabbed the rope. With the help of the captain pushing his butt below, the little fat man climbed up with difficulty.

Looking at the little fat man climbing up slowly, the captain shook his head helplessly.

To be honest, if it weren't for this little fat guy and his excellent first aid skills, he really didn't want to bring this little fat guy with him.

Not only was the target large, but some of the tactical moves were not up to standard. Apart from medical skills, none of the other skills met the standards of a special forces team.

He was wondering in his heart, how did this little fat guy get in during the first selection? Could it be that someone walked in from the back through the back door?
In fact, he guessed correctly. The fat boy Gao Shun didn't intend to accept it at the beginning.

They are the special forces belonging only to the emperor, and they are responsible for various confidential missions. They have no combat experience and are a complete drag on the team.

Later, Li Shimin looked for him several times and asked the fat man to demonstrate the first aid medical skills in person before Gao Shun reluctantly agreed.

The fat boy is also working hard. Although he has not yet reached the training standards of the special forces, he is no longer separated from the team as a whole.

Gao Shun considered the vanguard team to be the most dangerous and would suffer the most damage, so he threw the little fat guy directly to the vanguard team.

With the help of two teammates, the fat man climbed up the city wall with great effort. Without even taking a breath, he quickly took off the assault rifle behind him and prepared for battle.

The assault rifle used by the special forces was just finalized and produced the year before last. It is a small-caliber rifle.

When this rifle was first introduced, many officers did not understand it.

They were used to using large-caliber rifles and always felt that this small-caliber rifle could not achieve the desired power.

Zhu Zhanjun did not explain and directly let the two special forces teams compare in street fighting, jungle and trench fighting.

The result surprised everyone.

Although small-caliber bullets are much inferior to large-caliber bullets in terms of long-range shooting, their accuracy and lethality in short-range combat are no worse than those of large-caliber bullets.

In some aspects, it is even better than large-caliber ones.

More importantly, small-caliber bullets are much lighter than large-caliber ones, and all soldiers know that there is an upper limit to the weight a soldier can carry.

Under the same load conditions, a large-caliber rifle can only carry 150 rounds of bullets, while a small-caliber rifle can carry 200 to 230 rounds.

Although the difference is only a few dozen rounds, it means a lot to the soldiers in combat.

Often a bullet can determine a person's life or death, a person's life or death can change a small battle, and a small battle can affect a major battle.

Although this is only a possibility, nothing is impossible in reality.

After many discussions and experiments, it was finally decided to temporarily provide small-caliber bullets to special forces engaged in breakthrough infiltration and jungle warfare, while the main army corps would still use semi-automatic and large-caliber assault rifles.

The team leader climbed up and gave no verbal orders, but quickly made combat gestures.

With a dispersing movement, the team members began to head to their respective positions.

The fat boy was led by the team leader himself. He and a team member behind him formed a simple triangular attack formation. The three of them raised their guns and aimed at any direction where there were enemies.

Soon, they approached a cave where soldiers were hiding.

The captain secretly took a look inside, and after confirming that the enemies were asleep, he raised his hand and gestured a few times.

The fat guy was in charge of guarding, while the team leader and another member carefully stepped in. With a series of puffing sounds from the silencer, the captain and the team member quickly walked out.

One by one, the soldier hiding caves were cleared and the patrol posts were knocked down.

The little fat boy followed the captain with regret on his face.

Perhaps out of distrust in him, when they took action to deal with the enemy, their captain asked him to be on guard and did not let him fire a single shot.

Soon, one side of the city wall was cleared, and the tightly closed city gate slowly opened. Other special forces members who had been on standby at the city wall rushed in quickly with guns raised.

The fat man on the other side was following the captain with a gun in hand, moving quickly through the alleys, his target pointed directly at the brightly lit palace in the distance.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Suddenly, a dog barking was heard in the front. The team members stopped abruptly and looked around vigilantly.

Just as the captain raised his gun to kill the dog, the fat man next to him patted the captain, and then under the strange looks of everyone, he barked a few times in the direction of the dog.

The barking dog suddenly shut its mouth, hid in its den, and poked its head out, looking over here cautiously.

Such a scene surprised the team members, and the captain whispered: "Okay, little fatty, I didn't expect you to have this skill. After the battle is over, if you don't know what to do, let's open a pet shop together."

The little fat boy grinned and moved forward quickly with the team members.

The special forces team was indeed the elite among the elites. They kept eliminating patrol sentries or people who suddenly appeared along the way, and they did not get discovered by the enemy until they reached the wall of the imperial palace.

"Whoosh..."

After crossing half of the city and carrying all the equipment, many team members were slightly out of breath. The fat guy even leaned against the wall with his hands, pinched a part of his body, and tried hard not to cough.

After taking a few breaths, the captain took out a super big lump from behind a team member, pulled out the antenna, twisted it a few times, and waited quietly.

“Beep, beep, beep…beep…”

No one spoke, only the sound of gentle knocking.

After the other side finished knocking, the team leader responded quickly. "Action!"

After the team leader finished responding, a deep voice suddenly sounded from the big phone.

"understand!"

The team leader responded, turned his head to look at the team members behind him, and made a few gestures excitedly.

The team members also smiled instantly.

From the captain's gestures, they understood that the captain-in-chief had given the task of attacking the palace to their team.

There is no greater merit than saving the lord. Similarly, capturing an emperor alive is a much greater achievement than defeating a legion.

A hook was thrown up, and the team members quickly climbed over the wall and jumped into the palace.

"Where is the emperor? Where can we find him?"

After landing, many team members were hesitant when they saw that although not as big as the imperial palace in the capital, the palace was not small in size and was full of houses.

There are only 13 people in their group, and other teams have their own tasks and cannot come to help them in a short time.

In such a densely populated palace, it would be easy to be discovered if you ran around without an accurate route.

Moreover, it was still early in the morning. As far as they knew, the servants in the palace had already gotten up to clean the house. No matter how well they hid, they would definitely be discovered.

"Come with me!"

The little fat boy had just looked around on the wall and quickly determined the approximate location.

The team members were stunned for a moment, and looked at the fat man whom they usually disliked with confusion.

"Follow!"

The team leader hesitated for a moment and then ordered the team members to follow.

Anyway, they are not sure where it is. It would be best if the fat guy can find it. If not, everyone can just look for it slowly.

Following the little fat man, a group of people kept turning around and over the wall from time to time.

The team leader was in the second position. He looked at the fat boy and saw that he walked as if he was at home, and he became curious about his identity.

Especially in the royal palace, there were many valuable things, and many team members subconsciously took a look at them, but this little fat man looked indifferent and even disgusted.

"This guy's identity is not simple!"

The group quickly reached the entrance of a small courtyard. After the other team members dealt with the guards, the fat man pointed at the courtyard and said to the captain in a low voice, "It's inside."

The captain finally couldn't help it and whispered back, "How can you be so sure?"

The little fat man grinned and pointed to a red lantern in the corner.

"Concubines are not queens. They are not married into the palace by marriage from a noble family. But as women, they do not want to miss out on ceremony. So when the emperor first takes them to bed, they will hang a red lantern in the corner of the house, which is considered a ceremony for marrying into the royal family."

"Although this is not allowed in the palace, these concubines may become nobles one day, so the people in charge will turn a blind eye. As long as it's hung for one night, everyone will pretend not to know."

"I just happened to see this lantern on the wall, and the light was still on, so I concluded that the emperor had just taken in a concubine and was sleeping here tonight."

After listening to the fat boy's analysis, the other team members looked at him differently.

Ordinary people are not qualified to know such royal secrets, and some have never even heard of them, but this little fat man knows them all. It is obvious that the identity of this little fat man is not simple, and he is very likely from the royal family.

The captain suddenly realized something. He said, this little fat guy obviously has no skills, how could he be assigned to their special operations team? It turns out that he has a powerful background.

Giving the fat boy a thumbs up, the captain quickly gave orders, and the team members arrived at the designated positions and prepared for battle according to the orders.

When he arrived at the door, the captain listened carefully and heard a rough snoring sound from inside.

He patted a team member next to him, and the thinner team member took out a slightly thinner tactical dagger, lightly scratched the door, and pushed it open.

The fat captain and the team member walked in holding pistols with silencers in their hands. They immediately saw a maid and a eunuch sitting on the seats in the front room, dozing off with their chins resting on their hands.

The captain gave the two of them a look, and the team member walked straight towards the little eunuch. The little fat man curled his lips and walked to the side of the little girl.

Then they both attacked at the same time, covered their respective targets' mouths, and twisted them hard.

There were two sounds of broken bones, and the eunuch and the little girl collapsed on the chairs.

There was no reluctance in the expressions of the three men. As the most elite special forces soldiers, in their eyes, only the mission was accomplished, not the elderly, children, women or children.

After dealing with the two guys, the three men walked into an elegantly decorated house with guns drawn.

When I lifted the gauze curtain, I saw a big bed at a glance. The curtains on the bed were closed and clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Some of the gauze skirts were even torn apart, which showed how brutal the battle was last night.

The captain asked the team member to be on guard, and he and the fat man slowly approached the bed.

Slowly pulling aside the bed curtain, two intertwined worms appeared in front of them.

One is fair, tender and delicate, while the other is dark and thin, and looks particularly disgusting.

The captain and the fat boy didn't even look at the white and tender flesh, but looked directly at the thick and thin insect.

The two of them only took one look at him and were sure that this guy was their target, the King of the Southern Monkey Kingdom. (End of this chapter)