At the southern foot of Beishan, piles of bonfires are still burning vigorously, but most of the third-grade students around the bonfires are no longer in place.

About a kilometer from the campfire, there were several tall cedars, and in the middle of one of them, two young men in white trench coats each had a bowl of thick branches. The man with silver sideburns, holding a monocular in his hand, said in his mouth: "Ho, it's a little interesting!" The rookies actually want to turn the tables, huh...... I see, someone wants to be a hero! But, can everyone be a hero? ”

The man with black sideburns echoed: "The ones in front should be their new force, at most twenty or thirty people, these are what we need to deal with; A large group of people in the back, it is estimated that they were disarmed by us, and those who came to try their luck with them are not to worry. ”

"Since they're coming straight for the hook, we've saved a lot of trouble." The silver-haired young man said, "Let Dio take his group to the woods to guard the booty, and inform the 5th detachment to set up an ambush near the campfire." What do you think of such an arrangement? ”

"If only it was in time...... I think it's better to bring back the 6th team as well. ”

"It's too late, and there's no need! If the scene can't tell the winner, let Tim overwhelm them with his eloquence! ”

The black-haired young man laughed, "Wouldn't that be a big bargain for 'Fat Tim'?" Don't look at those second-graders who are very good now, in time, maybe one by one will climb faster than us! Also, isn't the president's youngest son in the second grade, maybe he's in that group! ”

In the darkness, the silver-haired young man frowned, but his tone of voice was still so indifferent: "In the eyes of those big people, strong arguments are not real skills, what they value is the ability to lead troops to drill and lead troops to fight, we just need to let them see this." As for the special gentleman you mentioned, I don't think it's likely that with his personality, he's going to follow this group of people. ”

The black-haired young man asked himself, "Do you know what I admire most about you?" Unparalleled insight and control! If the next war were to start in 10 years, I believe you would be an important figure enough to influence the war! ”

His companion smiled wryly: "Ten years later? Do you really think the Norman Empire will give us that much time to prepare? ”

"Of course not!" The black-haired young man replied with great certainty, "War is imminent, but many people don't want to admit this cruel reality." ”

The silver-haired young man gritted his teeth and said: "More than ten years of peace have made many people forget the grief of those years. They used the paper treaty as a sturdy cage, believing it was enough to lock up the bloodthirsty beasts within, and that it would bring peace for generations...... Look at it! Those military fanatics of the Norman Empire will attack before we rearm, they will! ”

The black-haired youth did not answer, but sighed softly, and with quick movements, climbed down the tree, and conveyed the new combat deployment to his companions on the ground.

The silver-haired young man left himself alone, his complexion returned to normal, his calm eyes revealed the steadiness of seeing everything, and there was no melancholy and helplessness that worried about the fortunes of the country just now.

Just as Otto Lundes, the number one second-year student, was leading the "assault rescue team" to the direction of the campfire, Weiss's "sniper team" partnered with the baby-faced brother was also making a covert and rapid side detour. At first glance, their lines of action and the rhythm of their actions correspond to each other, quite tacitly, but in fact, the actions of the two sides have not been communicated and arranged in advance, and Lunders and his followers have no idea that such a strange army exists on the flank, and even if they do, they probably don't think that this two-person team can play any role.

Carrying more than 55 pounds (about 25 kilograms) of winter field equipment and holding a 27-pound (about 12 kilograms) Grumman M3.2A rifle, Weiss and the baby-faced boy sometimes bent down in the snow, sometimes crouched and observed, and by the time they crossed more than two kilometers of open area into the woods, the two second-graders, who did not have an advantage in physical strength and strength, were already sweating profusely and panting like oxen.

When his breath had eased, Weiss poked his head out from behind the bushes, squinted his eyes, and cautiously observed the situation in the woods. Thanks to the unexpected reconnaissance and vigilance effect of the identification system of friend or foe, they not only successfully avoided all the opponent's secret outposts along the way, but also had a clearer understanding of their deployment. Obviously, the third-grade seniors are not here to fight soy sauce, they have made careful arrangements for the blockade and blocking operation, the checkpoints set up along the road and the patrol soldiers in groups of two and two are just a cover for the surface, and the real combat power is those three-person teams scattered in the hidden field, they set up an ambush formation in the triangle, waiting for the second-grade juniors who thought they had passed the blockade line to throw themselves into the net.

After a moment's observation, Weiss returned to the bushes and closed his eyes to recuperate. Just now, he activated the friend or foe identification system one after another, probably from the fifth time that the long-lost fatigue appeared, and the more he went on, the stronger the fatigue became. From this point of view, this brain-burning system still has side effects after Weiss crosses, but not as strong as before - maybe the side effects have weakened, maybe the physiological characteristics and physical condition of the carrier are more able to adapt to it, and that's it.

"Hey, how's it going over there?" The baby-faced guy whispered.

Weiss closed his eyes and whispered, "There are six people over there, about 3 to 4 chains away from us." ”

Obviously out of curiosity, the baby-faced brother looked around, the sight in the woods is no better than the open area, if there is a person standing a hundred meters away, as long as he does not use the light source and does not make big movements, it is difficult for the naked eye to detect.

The investigation was fruitless, and the little brother said stupidly: "Hey, dragon, seriously, did you eat the eyes of the hyena raw?" ”

Weiss guessed his little ninety-nine, so he asked rhetorically, "Can eating that thing raw improve eyesight?" ”

"Uh...... So how did your night vision become so strong? I've never seen you do this before! ”

"Who said I see the enemy with my eyes?"

"Don't tell me that after passing the family test, you got a magical perception ability!"

Wei Si thought about it, with the shrewdness of the baby-faced brother, it was impossible to completely fool this matter, but there was no way to explain it to him, so he found a more reasonable explanation: "This can indeed be classified as perceptual ability, but it has nothing to do with the family test, but is innate." ”

"Gifted abilities? All right! God's preference for you is truly envious! The baby-faced guy said half-jokingly.

"Come on, let's get down to business!" Weiss diverted the topic and said, "Those people are relatively close, not like an ambush team. We're going to make our way through the woods and sneak to the campfire, and it's hard not to alarm them, so ......"

The little brother said decisively: "Since your perception ability is reliable, don't hesitate, go directly and sneak attack them!" The sneak attack was successful, the battle loss ratio was 1 to 4, and we were 2 to 6, and we could win according to the rules. ”

"Good!" Weiss rubbed his eyelids with his fingers, opened his eyes and said, "Follow me!" ”

With that, he stood up lightly, squinted and saw that the three of them were still in their original positions, so they left the bushes, passed through the gap between the trees, and walked towards the target step by step. In these short four or five hundred meters, the two of them walked for more than a quarter of an hour, especially in the last hundred meters, almost walking on tiptoe.

The night was deep and cold, and the third-graders' campsite, with orange bonfires reflecting the white tents, could only be seen around the southernmost campfire, and two figures in white winter cloaks could be seen still moving. The two sentries seemed completely unaware of the approaching danger, and the Grumman rifle was still on their backs, pausing from time to time to chat a few words.

Suddenly, eight or nine figures rushed up, covering their mouths, arming their arms, and grabbing guns, Ma Yu'er dragged the two sentries to the side of the snow and held them down, and then changed into two fake sentries who were also wearing white cold-proof cloaks, and the process was very skillful.

As for the two sentries captured by the raiders, they gave up resistance after a little struggle.

"I'm sorry, both of you, according to the rules of training, you've been captured by us. As long as you don't resist or shout, we can let you go, be friendly with each other, and nod your head if you agree. One raider said.

The two third-graders, who played the role of sentinels, nodded hurriedly.

Several of the raiders let go, and the two third-graders fulfilled their promises. They sat up slowly, neither running away nor yelling, but unhurriedly tidying up their outfits that had been messed up by the raiders. Then, the dark-haired, square-faced one of them said in a suppressed voice, "Hey, second-year rookies, do you really figure out the training rules?" We can give up resistance to this type of attack of yours, or we can die with you, and then your actions will be exposed, you know? ”

"!" One of the raiders retorted dismissively, "You didn't have a chance to resist just now!" Besides, if it's on the battlefield, we can easily slit your throats! ”

The third-grader, whose expression had always been calm, actually laughed slyly: "Are you sure? ”

The raider with whom he was talking clearly did not understand why he laughed: "Of course! The facts are in front of you! ”

"What is in front of you is a fact, and what is not in front of you is not a fact?" He grinned and spread out his left hand, showing the black, egg-like object in his hand to the raiders. After seeing the cold metal exterior of this thing and the clasp on it, the second-graders next to them were stunned.

"You read that right, it's a pineapple bomb with yellow high explosives inside." The black-haired, square-faced third-grader said proudly, "I already got this out of my pocket when you buckled me just now, and as long as you pick your thumb and pull out the buckle, the result will be a bang...... A few of us were blown to pieces! ”