I was in a military battle protecting a position after midnight...the enemy combatants were surrounding us.I never saw the "us" but we were trapped...so I flew out of my body and went behind the enemy combatatants and thrust a bayonet into them to kill them...I went from one enemy and flew into the night...to another...snd another...It was so real...I have never killed anyone in a dream before and I thought nothing of it at the time...I felt and heard the crushing flesh and bones... What a terrible way to have a flying dream... This dream does not match my pacifist nature...and I can't seem to understand why I felt no remorse for killing those enemy combatants in my dream? But I do now and I woke up thinking I need to purchase a shotgun & a pistol. Disturbing thoughts.