An Tong received a battle report and a new appointment in the terminal. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The battle report shows the results and damage of this day, and there is nothing to see in terms of the results, anyway, the deep fog dock is still in the other battles, and it is meaningless; In terms of battle damage, although the raid detachment lost more than 600 ships, there were still more than 1,400 ships, and there was still a certain combat effectiveness.

On the side of the defense detachment, it was much worse, almost in a state of annihilation, with less than 50 remnants of the entire defense detachment, basically losing its combat effectiveness...

But what really worries An Tong is not these battle damages, there are a full 15 docks in the Holy Mountain Base, as long as the core is full enough, this loss can be quickly recovered. What really worries him is what kind of bad impact this tactical failure will have in the hearts of the crowd?

Admirals are people who have not received much training and serve the government as mercenaries, so how many people are left to maintain a normal state of mind under such a defeat? Once the mentality collapses, this battle is really impossible to fight.

An Tong pondered these questions as he hurried to headquarters, where he had gone to attend an operational meeting of the military's top brass as commander of a defense detachment for whom the previous appointment had been written.

When he was brought to the door of the conference room by the guards, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside before he could enter:

"You're an idiot! A thorough cuckold! You're ruining our last chance! ”

"Shut up! You damn gambler! Is this desperate tactic of yours trying to take us to the grave together? I'm going to charge you with ****** in a court-martial! ”

"The previous tactical failure was just an accident, so why should you two reckless men who have not received a systematic tactical education question this classic tactic that has been tested in real combat? Just because of one failure? ”

An Tong shook his head, finally straightened the rank on his shoulder, pushed open the door and walked in. There were eight people crammed into the small conference room, each with a blushing face and thick neck, cigarette butts scattered all over the floor, and empty coffee cups on the table, which looked like they had been arguing for a long time.

However, after noticing An Tong coming in, everyone stopped arguing and focused their eyes on An Tong, one of the fat lieutenant colonels stuck the cigarette butt into the ashtray fiercely, and asked viciously, "Who are you?" Didn't you know that this was a high-level meeting? ”

"He is the new commander of the defense detachment, Second Lieutenant An Tong, the last participant." A voice remembered in the middle of the crowd that it was Lieutenant General Siplai, who had been silent before, he glanced at An Tong, and said, "You are too slow. ”

An Tong smiled apologetically, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Isn't the commander of the defense detachment Meng Fengying? The adopted son of the Victor family... Checkmate? You're not going to replace him, are you? A lean man interjected.

Ciprai scolded angrily: "Are you blind or stupid? Do you need to ask this kind of question? ”

"But... But... Meng Fengying is a member of the Victor family, and she is not the same as those who were sent to the hard labor camp... General, do you really want to offend them? The lean man was still trying to persuade, and immediately someone next to him helped Ciprai say what he wanted to say:

"You're such a complete idiot, can't you see what that Meng Fengying did? It's all in this situation, and you're still worried about the revenge of the capitalists? ”

"But even if Meng Fengying's command level is a big disappointment, it won't let a second lieutenant take over the command, right? And he's a midship's second lieutenant, why is he—" The other man also questioned.

Siprai's answer this time was very simple and rude, he directly picked up the stack of paper materials in his hand, threw his head and face on the man's face, and scolded: "Just rely on this!" If you can write such a detailed tactical analysis proposal, I will also make you a commander. ”

This is what An Tong prepared by using the few hours he was on standby last night, since he wants to take over the command, how can he just rely on his mouth if he doesn't have some dry goods?

The man endured his anger, roughly looked through An Tong's materials, and unconvinced, took out a book from the third world from his arms, and said: "I also have a lot of research on the strategy and tactics of the third world, if you give me enough time..."

An Tong glanced at the cover of the book, almost didn't laugh, and there were several big characters written in Chinese "On Protracted War"... Feelings: Are you planning to play guerrilla with the deep fog?

At this moment, he felt a little sympathetic to Siprai from the bottom of his heart, it seems that Africa is really used to living a stable life, and they all want to eat here and wait for death to recuperate.

Zipley was also made to laugh and cry by his book, so he reluctantly said: "You go back and copy this book three times and send it to my office, in third-world Chinese." ”

The man closed his mouth with a bitter face, making everyone in the conference room put away their doubts about An Tong, and fell into a temporary silence for a while.

"Need I tell you what they think?" Ciprai looked at An Tong, took back the materials he had used to smash his face, and asked, "Or do you want to show them what is on it?" ”

An Tong took the material in his hand, tore it in two without hesitation, threw it casually, and said, "This is useless, a pile of waste paper." ”

Cyprae laughed rarely.

"I've been listening outside the door for a while, and I guess their plans are nothing more than three of them." Antong stood up and held out three fingers.

"One, concentrate all the ships to defend the Bab el-Mandeb Strait, and the holy mountain behind them will replenish the ships with full capacity until our forces reach 1 to 3 that can stabilize the deep fog, and then carry out a counterattack."

"It's a good plan, but the problem is that we shouldn't have that much time and resources to allow us to do it, neither Deep Mist nor anyone else." When An Tong spoke, his eyes kept staring at someone in the field, never moving, as if he had specially said it to him.

"You... How do you know that I brought it up first..."The man looked a little flustered for a moment, he had never touched An Tong before, so how did he deduce it? Guess? Or is it just a few words overheard at the door?

"The cigarette butt in front of you is the neatest, and the dress has always been standardized, which shows that you are a stable and conservative person." An Tong smiled and cleared his doubts.

There was a gasp in the conference room.

"The second idea, I guess, should be the exact opposite of the first one, concentrate all your forces and force a raid on the Deepfog Dock." After An Tong finished speaking, the raised fingers turned into two, and he moved his gaze to another person.

"The stakes are too great, and if you lose, you will lose everything, and this kind of desperate style is not suitable for the crucial battles that will determine the fate of the entire continent." An Tong directly denied the man's idea.

The man who was looked at by An Tong almost jumped up, if An Tong guessed who proposed the conservative strategy before, maybe it was luck, but how did he know that this gambling tactic was proposed by himself?

"No need to ask." An Tong waved his hand to stop his question, and pointed to a small matchbox in front of him and said, "There is also a label of 'Royal Gambling' printed on it." ”

The man sat back in stunned place, looking at An Tong's gaze from the initial contempt to doubt and shock!

The people in the room began to whisper in disbelief.

"As for the last point, that is, the tactic we used today..."An Tong raised the last remaining finger, looked at the last person in the field, and said: "I admit that this is indeed a classic and effective tactic, but we have already failed once today, and if we use it again, no one can guarantee that it will fail again..."

The man looked at An Tong quietly, spread his hands helplessly, and asked, "Do you know my ring and watch?" But I remember you're from the Third World..."

"The Swiss Omega classic, launched 30 years ago, has been hailed by fashion magazines as a design excellence." After Antong pointed to his watch, he mouthed at the ring Nunu again, and said:

"An unknown small company in South Africa designed the Star Diamond in 1986, but after the design was completed, the company suddenly announced its collapse, and this Star Diamond became their only and last swan song... Because of this interesting little story, the value of this diamond ring has soared, and today it has exceeded the original price dozens of times. ”

"You must be rich, and rich people of your age are habitually inclined to favor proven and mature ideas..."

Before An Tong's words were finished, the atmosphere in the venue could no longer be controlled.

"This man is a spy sent by the capitalists! Otherwise, he wouldn't have known so much about it! ”

"The three initiators of the three ideas have all guessed correctly, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without analyzing our data in advance!"

"Throw this deceitful creature into a hard labor camp!"

Listening to their noise, An Tong shrugged helplessly, turned his head to look at Siplei, and finished the words that had been interrupted before:

"So, General, I hope you can modify your tactics appropriately, instead of sticking to the old ways..."

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! A burst of applause erupted in the conference room, and the others fell into an eerie silence again, and they found that the rich man who was still smiling had put away his smile and leaned forward slightly, keeping the same horror and disbelief as them.

And the person who applauded was the squinting eyes and a playful smile on his face?

"Wonderful! It's wonderful! "Even I'm curious, how did you know that the last proposal was actually made by me?" ”

"Guess." Antong replied simply, with the same smile on his face, and nodded lightly at Siprai.