In the second game of the war game, the flying fleets of the two sides poured out in a crucial battle, and the result was a defeat for both sides, and the battle basically turned into a traditional ground warfare mode. Despite the superiority of the Blue side on the ground, the Red side, which broke through the opponent's front-line position, undoubtedly seized the opportunity, and their elite troops crossed the breach in whole divisions. Although the blue side quickly mobilized reserve troops to strengthen the second line of defense, and carried out a fixed-point blocking operation between the first and second lines of defense, in response to the retreat of the frontline troops from the first line of defense, the red side troops had a clear goal and rapid movements, and before the victory or defeat was determined in the air battlefield, its elite advance troops were already rapidly advancing to the depth of the blue side, and then captured the important tactical support points of the enemy's second-line positions at any cost, forming a trend of outflanking the main forces of the blue side...... With all his might, Mustagan withdrew his main forces from the front with great difficulty, and barely held his ground in the third line of reserve defense, but was completely outnumbered.

After that, Weiss used a high-pressure pressing strategy, chasing and attacking the blue forces, completely not giving the opponent a chance to turn the tide. After 17 days and 34 rounds, Mustegan was defeated again.

At the end of the game, Weiss breathed a sigh of relief. Among the various courses in the military academy, wargame deduction is undoubtedly the most "brain-burning" one, especially in the case of continuous fighting with masters, the thinking keeps running at a high speed for a long time, and at this time it is very tired. He hurried to the door, greedily breathing in the fresh air outside, while Mustagan pulled Dio to whisper around the sandbox, presumably asking for details of the wargames.

Now that the wargame is over, Dio, who is the referee, knows everything about his companions.

After standing at the door for about ten minutes, Weiss returned to the sand table.

Musdegen put his hands on his cheeks and stared at the sand table, clearly in a state of deep thought.

There seemed to be an argument between the two men before, and Weiss asked Dio: "Was there any problem in this game just now?" ”

Dio glanced at him meaningfully: "It's just some discussion about the calculation of war games and battle losses, and the problem is basically solved." ”

Weiss nodded: "The third game, or use this battle?" ”

Dio did not answer, but looked at the pensive Mustegan.

But the silver-haired young man seemed to have lost his soul, and did not notice the gaze from Dio.

Dio did not intend to think about Mustegan, but said to Weiss, "Wait a moment".

Taking advantage of this "moment", Weiss did two eye exercises in succession.

With this buffer, he felt much more energetic.

Mustegan finally came out of his near-meditative state, and he let out a long sigh, hung his head slightly, and slowly walked up to Weiss.

"There's no need for a third inning." He spoke.

This is the rhythm of active confession?

He held out his right hand, but instead of shaking Weiss's hand, he gently placed it on Weiss's shoulder.

"The result of these two wargames is exactly what I have been worried about all along—with our ability, the wargames may not be able to win against the elites of the Royal Norman Army Academy at all, but you are different, very different from us, your tactics are very flexible, elusive, and very decisive and accurate. However, I can't make you the commander of the wargame team, because if I do, the reputation of our graduating class will be ruined. It's not just my personal future that suffers, but the life path of many third-graders will be clouded, that's ...... I hope you will be understanding and considerate. ”

Weiss thought for a moment: "Okay! I can understand that. In fact, I'm not as versatile as you might think. I'm willing to join your wargaming team and provide the necessary advice when necessary. I believe that after the first two rounds, you will seriously consider and adopt my suggestion as appropriate, and that is enough. ”

A relieved smile appeared on Mustegan's face.

Weiss looked at his watch, although the speed of the two games of wargame deduction was relatively fast, but together with the halfway break and the subsequent review and calculation, it still took more than two hours. In a few moments, it will be time for the sentries to blow the lights-out. The wargame room is in the teaching area, and it is okay to use it all night as long as it is approved by the administrators, but there is obviously no need to do so tonight.

Before parting, Weiss made his first suggestion: "If possible, gather as much information as you can about your opponent." Regarding the Royal Norman Army Academy, there is always some information available from the Department of Military Intelligence, right? ”

Mustegan was noncommittal, but Dio had a bitter expression: "Most of the information we have access to about the current situation of the Norman Empire comes from hearsay. At the official level, this is always a taboo subject, and it is hoped that the visit of the Norman delegation will break this ice. Oh, then again, you know that major from the Military Intelligence Department! Can you find a way to get some information from him? ”

If he could contact Major Brooks, Weiss wouldn't mind trying his luck, the problem was that the guy didn't leave his contact information for him at all, how could he find it?

Weiss told the truth, and Dio just shook his head helplessly.

The three of them walked together from the teaching area and returned to the school area. Halfway through, Mustegan half-turned his head and said to Weiss: "Without knowing anything about the Normans, our original idea was to play steadily in the first game, try to figure out their tactical routines, and try to win back in the second game. However, judging by the way I played against you tonight, I found that this idea was too simplistic, and the conservative outcome was likely to be a three-game defeat. Over the next few days, we hope you'll spend some time sparring with our team members. On the one hand, it will give them a clear understanding of the upcoming challenges like me, and on the other hand, it will also make your tactical thinking more complete...... I thought for a long time, if I took the risk of joining the field air combat command in the second game, you couldn't win, and the Normans' tactical thinking, which is said to be as fierce and cunning as the hyenas, they probably won't give you that chance. ”

Although Weiss won two games in a row, he was a bit of a fluke until his victory, so he said, "I'll do my best." ”

Next, in addition to his daily schoolwork, Weiss spent at least four or five hours in the wargame room. The wargame deduction team led by Mustegan has a total of 9 members, which can be said to bring together the "strongest brains" among the third-year students. The men, who had all heard of the name Dragon-Clumber Haysen, were surprised and intrigued to hear that Musdegen had lost two games at the hands of the sophomore, so they took turns to play against him, and only one of them, Raist, won one game, and the rest were lost.

The highly-anticipated Ryster played against Weiss again after two days, and lost both games.

The crowd was impressed.

During this week's time, Weiss talked to the third-grade seniors on the one hand, and at the same time used the fragmentary rest time to study military history and tactical materials, think carefully, and ponder repeatedly. He gradually found that the problem of the seniors is not in the intelligence or understanding of tactics, but in the existing "routines", to put it bluntly, the tactical thinking is too rigid, the lack of flexibility in the use of tactics, and the details are too stable.

A few days later, the Norman delegation arrived, and their arrival caused a sensation in the Ulster Free Federation. Everywhere I went, there were thousands of empty alleys. People are waiting to see what it is like to come from that brutal country.

The Norman delegation that came for goodwill purposes did not take a huge and mighty flying warship or a glittering sword, but they passed through the country by train, and everywhere they went, they would tour the streets in a car arranged by the federal side, meet and talk with the representatives of the people arranged by the federal side, and present souvenirs to each other.

On this morning, from the main entrance square of the Baseton Military Academy to the teaching area, cadets and instructors dressed in neat and neat dresses and wearing white gloves lined up along the road to greet the visiting delegates of the Royal Norman Army Academy.

In sight, the convoy with the flags of the two countries came from a distance, raising the billowing sand and dust on the road, arousing the infinite curiosity in my heart.

In the queue of cadets, Weiss held his head high and his chest straight, staring indifferently at the approaching vehicle. During the spring march, his squad engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with unidentified armed men, who were from the Norman Empire, and for the cadets who survived the battle, it was a time for the enemies to meet each other, but if those people were not instructed by the Norman Empire, then Weiss was probably the only one of the nearly 1,000 people here who had fought with the Normans.

The Battle of the Snow Forest, which took place in the Monamolin Mountains, Weiss never forgets.

Under the bright sunshine and loud military music, the motorcade drove past the gate of the Baseton Military Academy, passed through the circular square where the statue of Marshal Dee of Callumby stands, and marched at a constant speed along the boulevard.

People outside the car, looking at the people in the car through the window; The people in the car are also able to look out of the car through the window.

The cadets from the Royal Norman Army Academy wore standard short-brimmed military hats, the brim of which was pressed so low that it almost covered the eyebrows, revealing only cold eyes and grim side faces. They wore navy blue, woolen military dresses, with off-white fur collars on the collars.

Under the watchful eyes of the cadets of the Barston Military Academy, the convoy drove to the teaching area. The door opened, and the Royal Norman Army Academy stepped through the door in a calm manner. A total of 14 of them came, all very tall, like a group of male models wearing slim military uniforms, except for 2 with beards, wearing different colors of epaulettes and chest ornaments, looking like team leaders, the remaining 12 people have the same green faces as the Basston cadets.

These young cadets can be said to be the future of their respective armies, but they don't know if they will encounter on the battlefield in the future, fall like summer flowers in the cruel flames of war, or forge a legendary journey of their own.