I have realized that I am still a long way from being a successful commander. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

First of all, he underestimated the degree of inertia and inflexibility of his subordinates, and knew what would happen but could not prevent it from happening, and the real one-third of his troops were consumed in extremely meaningless things.

Perhaps as a soldier you can blame the incompetence of the commander, as a mid-ranking officer you can blame the misintelligence, the underestimation of the commander, or the laziness of the soldiers. Who can I blame, no one can blame, even if I blame them, it won't help. I can only take all the mistakes on myself.

The second is dependence on subordinates. I never knew that I relied so much on the planning and strategy of my subordinates, and I knew that the mess was now in front of me, with insufficient troops, insufficient training, low morale, and the enemy's eyesight. Considering all these circumstances, I did not take effective measures at the first time, but thought of consulting Verelli and going to Maxim to find a solution.

I wasted so much time before I realized that I had to rely on myself. This is not what a good commander should do.

Again, I lost my posture in front of the soldiers, and let him see the panicked and confused side of the commander. You can already hear the whispers of the warriors, and this will get worse in the future.

The initial impression has been made, is it too late to remedy it?

In the temporary headquarters, I was thinking and introspecting in my head, but I also had to be careful not to show my frustration.

Only now did it become clear what a difficult job the so-called commanders were. It's not at all what I imagined, pointing fingers in the background, and stepping on the bones of the soldiers.

"Sir, the video conference connection is ready, and the responsibilities of all units have been launched."

I nodded, and put my worries and worries aside. On the eyepiece display, the figures of 3 regiment commanders and the commander of the 7 battalion of the 2 regiment appeared.

"Where is the 7th Regiment Commander?"

2. The battalion commander moved a little uncomfortably. It was like this, the regimental commander was killed. ”

It was another bolt from the blue, and I tried to make it look like I wasn't affected, and I don't know if it was successful.

"Killed?!"

"The devil has set up a real and false trick mine in the command room of the power room. The sappers only excluded the superficial ones, and failed to find the remaining ......"

I could only vent my feelings with heavy exhalations, and at least the anger was better than the panic and cowardice.

"In that case, we have another obstacle to our current situation."

Everyone: "......"

"I'm going to analyze the situation now, please be good, and don't take my words as a deaf ear like the previous time. The lessons of the 5th and 6th regiments are your example, and if you don't want to end up like them, listen carefully to my every word. Maybe you'll still die here in battle, better than dying in a bag. ”

The three regimental commanders who were lost, the 5th and 7th regiments, all colonels, were among the few people in my unit who had experienced the battle. I don't know what the impact of losing them will be, at least not so many self-righteous guys.

I had to think about things in a good direction, otherwise I really felt that just surrendering might be the best option.

Although the area is too wide and saves brain power, I can't sense the emotions of several people. However, from their dignified appearances now, they also realize the seriousness of the problem.

"My purpose is twofold, one is to hold back the enemy's detachment, and the second is to bring back as many fighters as possible alive. I had no doubts about the first target, and from the beginning of the division, more than 10 contact probes were launched. Even if the devil can intercept some, at least the message can still be transmitted. What I care about is the second goal. It would have been very difficult to survive, and it turned out to be something like this. ”

Before I knew it, my tone was stern.

I noticed that some people had their necks shrunk and others were sitting on pins and needles.

"The devils have completed the previous two special operations, and they must have discovered that the results are remarkable, and they don't expect to wipe out two regiments of marines in one go."

As I spoke, several regiment commanders bowed their heads in shame.

"The devils are about to attack, and it's a big offensive, and in order to cooperate with their offensive, maybe there will be new means to use against us. So I would like to remind you to strictly follow the principles I gave before the war. Don't be stationed near bulkheads, don't stay in open areas, everyone must have a jetpack, and everyone must wear a closed combat suit. The devils now have 10,000 ways to kill us, and as long as we live up to those principles, they are left with only two ways. Either it was to step on our corpses and attack, or with the help of a sudden super-acceleration I was, crushing us into meat sauce with overload force. In the former way, there is no way to take a corner, we must hold our positions tightly, strengthen the fortifications, and we must grind with the enemy and fight them to the death until the announcement of the launch of strategic weapons appears. For the latter despicable method, you don't have to worry, this is my domain, and I am confident that the Barbarian King will not even be able to let out a fart during the battle. ”

The regimental commanders laughed. I think it wasn't until now that I planted the seed of my immediate superiors in their minds, and they really began to open their eyes to what I did and listen to what I said.

What I say below will definitely make them suspicious, make them hesitate, and even affect the morale of the officers. Even though the harm is so great, I still have to tell them, because only if their enthusiasm is fully aroused, even if it is cold, chilling enthusiasm, it is better than the total annihilation.

"I'm going to tell you a cruel thing right now. The facts are in front of us, and some of us are destined not to leave alive. It's not that I want to take revenge on anyone, how to live, but in the absence of two regiments of defense gaps, the devil marines will inevitably use this opportunity to tear apart our peace of mind. I have calculated that it is impossible for us to hold all positions until the strategic weapons of the main fleet are ready. That is to say, from now until the evacuation, at least one of the defensive lines of the 3rd, 8th, and 11th regiments of your three regiments will be broken through by the enemy, and the encircled regiment will inevitably not be able to evacuate in time. ”

The regimental commanders looked confused, they were still reminiscing about my words, and I felt a bitterness.

My intention was to bring everyone back alive, and at least as many of those who fought as hard as possible. Although he promised Verelli that he would sit in the position of general and become a man who could speak for Mars. Still, I'm ready to sacrifice myself and try to take even one more person with me.

The reality was cruel, I had to make a choice, and I wasn't allowed to sacrifice either way.

According to calculations, my men did not pay attention to holding the existing positions, and the empty positions were too late to remedy. This meant that one of the three regiments had to be abandoned and let them hold back the enemy in order to ensure a safe retreat for the other two. And since the devils still control the bridge, I must help the retreating troops open all kinds of access controls, and paralyze the Barbarian King's close defense system.

As a last resort, in conclusion, I must leave with the other two regiments first, leaving the severed one behind, to be trampled by the devils, or destroyed by them in the concentrated explosion of strategic weapons.

I don't want to admit that I'm the kind of person who would abandon my comrades. I have always held myself to a code of conduct that is similar to chivalry and heroism, which has always been common to mankind. But now that I want to break through this rule and become a complete evildoer, I will soon abandon more than 2,000 people, although nominally to save more people, but to abandon is to abandon, is there anything more disgusting than this?

I couldn't help but feel disgusted with myself, because even if I had made a choice, I had to deceive them in order to keep the abandoned regiment from giving up resistance. I told the regimental commanders that the devils would break through the line of defense and find the weakest regiment to divide and encircle, and this was the best time for us to retreat. So when the time came, I had no choice but to abandon the regiment to save the others.

I didn't tell them, I actually had a choice.

The three regiment commanders looked at each other's former comrades-in-arms in the video, and their faces showed cruelty and hideousness.

Because of my bad practices, these former comrades-in-arms turned against me. They must have made up their minds to let the others stay. For this, all three regiments will fight to the death.

That's exactly what I wanted, but I always felt like I was losing something important in the process.