When the group of people who came out of the woods came closer, the third-year cadets who had just won a "war of annihilation" a few minutes ago subconsciously lowered their guns. Because of the 9 people in this line, 7 are from their own side, and only 2 are unfamiliar faces!

The chubby man with a puzzled face asked, "Hey, Delors, what's going on?" And Dio, why did you and your crew come out? ”

The silver-haired student, who has always been cold and arrogant, was actually being held to the front with a gun at this moment. I saw that his face was gloomy and his eyes flickered. He didn't make any response to Chubby Dun'er's question.

"Let me explain!" "My hardcore partner and I raided your prisoner of war camp, and according to the rules of training, we killed six of your guards and freed the prisoners of war you were holding at the cost of one dead and one wounded. Next, we found out that your commanders who were hiding in the trees to observe the battlefield, whether it was a siege or a surprise attack, killed your commander at a fraction of the cost, directly reducing your combat effectiveness by half......"

Before Weiss could finish speaking, Fat Dun'er interrupted his narration: "Stop, stop! Who told you that he was our commander? Well? ”

Weiss did not rush to answer, but stabbed the silver-haired young man who was walking in front with the muzzle of his gun, signaling him to stop.

After a few moments, dozens of second-year cadets entered the camp, most of them had been disarmed, and Rundes and his failed "rescue assault team" followed. Judging from the scene, the second-year students have an overwhelming numerical advantage here.

When his "support group" arrived, Weiss squinted and said, "Isn't the most capable and best-performing student qualified to be a commander?" ”

The silver-haired young man thought that he was stimulated by the language, and before Fat Dun'er could continue to defend himself, he said angrily: "Okay, Tim, it's our own chess trick, there's nothing to quibble." But ......"

As he spoke, he turned to Weiss, "Little brother, can you allow me, the 'fallen man', to explain a few words?" ”

In Weiss's "embedded" identification system of friend or foe, the silver-haired young man excels in all abilities, especially his mental vitality, which is why when Weiss discovers that he is hiding in a tree branch, he boldly speculates that he is the commander of the third-year cadets - if not the commander-in-chief of the operation, but also an important role such as the commander of the detachment.

"This is just a training session, so why not have an in-depth exchange?" Weiss responded magnanimously.

"Good!" The silver-haired young man nodded, "In order to minimize bias in personal judgment and decision-making, our actions have always been handled by a four-person committee, and I am only a member of this four-person committee. So...... Even if you kill me, it won't be enough to halve the combat power of normal training rules. For the sake of fairness, it is suggested that, in accordance with our previous practice, for every one person killed or captured in the four-member committee, the remaining combat strength of the troops will be reduced by 20 percent, and if all four people are killed, the combat strength of the troops will only be reduced by 40 percent. ”

Weiss was still thinking about it, and the baby-faced guy who had "died" during the raid on the prisoner of war camp stepped forward: "Hey, Delors Wizeman, your own rules are not fair at all!" ”

Being called by his name, the silver-haired young man did not get angry, but looked at the white and thin second-year student squarely: "Oh, you are Nikolai Lebold!" I've admired the name for a long time! ”

"Don't get close to me!" The baby-faced brother said in a sharp tone, "According to the rules of military exercises, when there are casualties in a multi-person command team, both the number of people and the number of times are counted, and in your case, the combat effectiveness of the troops should be reduced by three percent, and if one more commander is lost, it will be reduced by another three percent, and the remaining combat effectiveness will just be discounted in half." ”

The silver-haired young man snorted lightly, "Okay! This is indeed the rule of the army's exercises, and it is not unavoidable for us to follow it, but I remind you by the way that when the captured personnel rejoin the battle, the combat effectiveness can only be calculated at a maximum of fifty percent. ”

"It's okay!" The baby-faced little brother looked at Weiss and said, "You get three percent, we get five percent, and the victory still belongs to us." ”

The silver-haired young man looked up and smiled, "Do you think you really won?" Don't forget, your mission is to march in concealment, so what is the concealment of fighting us? Even if we suffer a little loss, everyone's primitive combat strength is equal to yours, and only thirty or so of you will be able to leave the camp, and there is our second blockade line in front of us, and there are mobile patrols deployed everywhere, you guys are not enough to see at all! ”

The fat man walked up to the silver-haired young man and deliberately said in a loud voice to the second-year students around him: "Before you make the decision to fight to the death with us, you must think carefully, there are seventy or eighty in your large group, who goes and who stays, huh?" ”

Weiss and the baby-faced guy looked at each other, which was a tricky question.

The second-year students who entered the camp became agitated when they heard the sound. Of course, the "Fallen Ones" could no longer go to the northern foothills of the North Mountain, and only the survivors could move forward with hope and become one tenth of the ones who would finally complete Colonel Borgwein's sniper turning course.

At this moment, Otto Lunders spoke: "No nonsense! We're going to work together to eliminate you first, and then we're going to talk about who goes and who stays. Otherwise, none of us will leave unharmed! Isn't that right, brothers? ”

Although the rescue operation Lunders received ended in failure, his heroism and selflessness still won the respect of the students. With his words as a reminder, most of the students realized which was more important and shouted "yes".

Then, Lunders strode to the other side of the silver-haired youth, stood with Weiss and Babyface, and explained in simple language how they had killed patrols, raided the camp, and how they had exchanged casualties.

Weiss raised his head and used the famous "Chinese-style cloud computing method" to calculate: "In this case, we still have 49 people who can break through!" ”

Fat Dun'er took out a pen and paper and checked it twice, looked at Weiss in surprise, and then made a specific expression at the silver-haired young man.

The silver-haired young man did not say anything, but made a gesture of skimming his head.

Fat Dun'er understood: "The casualties of the raid battle are converted to 1 to 4, and the two of you killed 6 of us, directly calculated, all of our side were killed, and your price was one dead and one wounded, right?" Strictly speaking, the rules of the military's exercises are not just a simple conversion of digital injuries, but should also take into account all factors. For example, if we have a complete command system, and the individual combat power is 150% of the standard value, you belong to the stragglers, and the individual combat power is the standard value, taking this factor into account, the result of the two of you raiding the prisoner of war camp should be that both sides fight hard, and the prisoners of war are rescued and calculated according to 50% of the standard combat strength. As you said, the prisoners of war were rescued and attacked our camp, and the casualties were converted into head-to-head battles, and you won, but only 30 survivors were able to break through. ”

Weiss turned his gaze to the baby-faced little brother for help, only to see him frown, and there was a helpless look in his eyes.

It seems that this fat dun'er's comprehensive factor theory is not casual nonsense.

The silver-haired young man narrowed his eyes and stared at Weiss for several seconds, then sneered: "It seems like a good deal for you to save thirty people at the cost of more than twenty people, but you, you, you, the three of you were all killed in the battle and couldn't participate in the next stage of training, don't you feel sorry?" ”

The three people he was referring to were naturally Weiss, the baby-faced brother, and Rundes, who had been "killed" during the previous raid on the camp.

The feeling of being a hero is indeed very cool, but to bear such a price, it seems that the gains outweigh the losses when you calm down and think about it, but a good young man who dares to be brave and responsible, after making the decision that he thinks is right, even if the result is unsatisfactory, even a tragic defeat, he will face the result with a positive attitude, rather than being annoyed and unable to extricate himself...... With such a mentality, Weiss threw a relieved look at the baby-faced brother, this guy who scored first in the preliminary test of the sniper course seemed to be more calm than him!

Weiss finally looked at Lunders, although the number one student was frustrated, his mood was not necessarily low. It is a pity to miss the special training course of the sniper god, but it is not included in the official results of the individual after all, and among the previous cadets, the regular coursework performance is excellent, the sniper training course often does not have a very good performance, and the sniper skills are outstanding, and there are not necessarily better development opportunities after graduating from the military school.

So, Weiss took the lead in responding: "No regrets! ”

The baby-faced brother followed up and said: "No regrets! ”

Lunders replied with a rhetorical question: "Sacrifice yourself for others, heroic demeanor, what are your regrets?" ”

At the end, the three of them laughed in unison, and they were very hearty......