After that bold statement, "It's worth buying a piece of scrap metal for a tactical missile," the radio station went silent.
Xiangshan leaned his head on the shooting port and searched for a few seconds.
Silence, complete silence. There is only noise in this frequency band.
He didn't even know what happened. The broadcaster he had never met before was probably dead. Xiangshan really wanted him to be alive. However, he only had one sentence left to cut off...
It should be a very direct method.
The radio broadcaster was not using radio equipment, so Xiang Shan ultimately did not know how the other party died.
Then, there was a dull thunder on the horizon.
The sound has been extremely attenuated. High-frequency sound waves attenuate faster than low-frequency sound waves, so thunder close by usually sounds loud, while thunder far away sounds dull.
only……
This place is a cloudless desert with no thunderclouds at all.
so……
Xiangshan closed his eyes and retrieved the image record on the side of the car.
Sure enough, during the electromagnetic silence, there was a flash of light below the horizon. It was also very weak.
Considering the distance of more than ten kilometers...
"It's a medium- and short-range tactical missile." Xiang Shan whispered, "It's absolutely true."
The single-killing king Jardel whispered: "This man, maybe it's really worth it..."
"It's worth a damn." Xiang Shan punched the ground: "We can still evacuate safely without this piece of information... It just increases the probability. Why should we lose the life of a comrade?"
"Thinking from his point of view, he doesn't know how many knights there are here and how many routes they take. I'm not very good at calculating mathematical expectations." The single-kill king said: "Maybe it's in his consideration.
, this may help an 'unknown number' of knights in an unknown situation."
From the perspective of "knowing everything", criticizing brave men with limited information is really a bit disrespectful to them.
"This is not a statistical problem." Xiang Shan sat on the ground and said, "The battle loss ratio is not calculated this way."
"Elite troop tactics" must rely on a very high battle-loss ratio and defeat the enemy in a wave of tactics in order to avoid falling into a numerical crisis.
If it cannot be done at one time, it is necessary to divide the "outnumbered enemy" into countless times "to attack the weak with the strong" to ensure that each time it will obtain an overwhelming battle loss ratio, and each time it will be a "big victory".
To "segment", it is necessary to ensure higher mobility of elite troops.
Only in this way can we truly realize the flexible combat of "when the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy is stationed, we harass, when the enemy is tired, we attack, and when the enemy retreats, we pursue".
All this logic must serve the core essence - asymmetric battle losses.
"If the enemy is a million times stronger than us, then if one of us consumes 10,000 units of the opponent's resources, it will be a loss." Xiang Shan pressed his forehead: "That should be the case. The key is not about resources.
consumption', but the destruction of the enemy's organizational structure."
"Oh, yes." The single-kill king nodded: "I remember this sentence... The Sixth Martial God also made such additions when summarizing the failed experiences of his predecessors. He updated the Martial Ancestor's assassination tactics system.
The definition of 'big win'."
"Oh, you are actually a military strategist?" Xiang Shan was a little surprised.
——No, it shouldn’t be surprising. If the personality profile and the source individual are similar in judgment, then this is a natural thing.
"This man who sings well doesn't know we are here. From his perspective, a group of knights jointly planned the incident in Jayhawk City and then left in several groups - this possibility is also possible."
After all, no one has a God’s perspective.”
The single-killer king looked at Xiang Shan: "Brother, neither do you. You can't save everyone. No knight has to save everyone. Don't take human beings too lightly."
Some kind of sudden pain...like an electric spark flashing in Xiangshan's brain.
Another memory from the past.
——Why are you crying while I'm here... What kind of inexplicable sense of guilt do you have? Xiao Xiang, I don't have to criticize you. You are going to save the world. If you can't get out of this knot, this point
If everything can crush you, then sell your shares as soon as possible and become a rich man with peace of mind. After all, you are financially free.
——Who do you think you are? God or savior? "You can't save me"? I still have to accept your grace and kneel on the ground to be saved by you? Is that ridiculous? It's outrageous.
——Stand up your chest and raise your head. Hey, this seems right. Remember, you are making history and benefiting mankind. No one should say good things about you. As for "it cannot benefit everyone", then
It's also limited by the laws of nature. I shouldn't blame you.
Mukayama covered his prosthetic eyes with his hands. He had the urge to pluck out his eyeballs. The sense of dislocation caused by these eyes that could not shed tears really made him uncomfortable.
——When is this memory...at what time...Teacher Jing...
He shook his head towards the mountain and suppressed these distracting thoughts.
The Solo Killer King was looking at him at this moment.
Jardel only knew that his new friend was not in good condition.
Xiang Shan said: "Indeed, the spirit is commendable, but..."
Suddenly, a message suddenly came out from the radio channel that had been silent just now.
Jardel jumped up almost instantly.
But the miracle didn't happen as they imagined.
Another unfamiliar voice said: "Hello, fellow listeners. I am Sai Weng. Haha, I don't know how many people are listening to this channel? Viewers who are familiar with me may know that I generally don't listen to this channel.
At that time, I used this channel to broadcast. But a friend of mine just didn’t finish the program, which was outrageous, so I stepped in to take over. First of all, let me repeat the unfinished content of that friend...
…”
The broadcaster named "Sai Weng" began to repeat the military information of Jayhawk City that was last broadcast by the old crab.
Xiang Shan was stunned.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the solo kill king shouted: "Expand the listening range and see!"
The information processing ability of a prosthetic human can support listening to many different channels at the same time. And masters of internal skills who have successful internal skills and highly specialized language functions can even listen to multiple threads.
At the beginning, there was only one person repeating what the old crab said.
But soon, the second one appeared.
"Hello, everyone, I am your old friend Blind Fish. You may be wondering why I came online a quarter of an hour early to say hello. Without further ado, let's listen to an exciting topic first..."
"Welcome to Babbitt's story channel. A tragic story just happened on the outskirts of Jayhawk City. Before telling this story, please allow me, Babbitt, to read some bloody information..."
"This is free journalist Ha Yi. I have just received a special piece of information from my colleague. Before explaining its significance, please allow me to recite it first..."
The third...the fourth...the fifth...
Limited by distance and reflection from the ionosphere, there are only so many clear channels.
However, in the radio world that was silent just now, they are as bright as fire.
And in the distance, more broadcasters have joined the ranks.
Due to the limited broadcast format, they cannot hear broadcasters from too far away.
This news will definitely extend to places they don't know.
At this time, the solo kill king received a summons from the young knights. Those young people seemed to know about this and wanted to express something. The solo kill king scolded them a little to calm them down.
Xiangshan sat up.
"Yes, it seems that I do have the old habit of thinking too highly of myself." Xiang Shan laughed at himself.
It seems to be a hundred or two hundred years old problem.
"Perhaps only future generations can give an absolutely objective answer to the question of 'whether it's worth it' from a historical perspective." Xiang Shan said: "What we can do now is to make the best use of this information.
"
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In the distance, in the darkness, a knight silently held the back of a soldier's neck. Almost at the same time, the discharger in his palm released high-voltage electricity and electromagnetic pulses, directly destroying the opponent's prosthetic body.
Center and biological brain.
The soldier fell softly.
The sounds of "Plop" and "Plop" were almost continuous.
In the end, only a few soldiers screamed.
However, the signal was covered by a weak but precise electromagnetic pulse.
"Okay, now we have about two hundred seconds." A knight breathed a sigh of relief: "The encirclement was suddenly loosened. I don't know if it was a scam."
"No...it's not..." A knight suddenly said: "I don't think so."
"Ah? Luofu? What are you talking about? Didn't you say half a day ago that 'a sudden retreat might not lead us to death'?"
"No, it's not." The knight who changed his name to "Luofu" shook his head: "Just listen to the radio...any channel. You will know after listening to it."
"What?"
"They are all broadcasting one thing - Amilcarre Zhao really returned to Jayhawk City with about one-third of his troops... The reason... seems to be because... someone assassinated the end of Jayhawk City.
Bengel, the official knight of the Knights."
"What?" The knight was shocked: "Who did it?"
"I don't know, this place doesn't even have access to the Internet. I just found out..."
"It seems to be true?" The knight was a little surprised.
He sent a message to his companion not far away and relayed the incident. He asked: "Old hero, what do you think of this matter?"
[Then just fight out.] The man quickly responded: [I think my old buddy is about the same.]
[But your current situation...]
[Haha, the data has been backed up for you. As long as one of us here can escape, the information and data entrusted to me by Skunk Sword Master can be shared with all colleagues on Earth. As long as one person can escape, it is victory. 】