Chapter 147 Chapter 147 I Was Once a Little Soldier

I used to be a soldier. Don't give me the bullshit title of "special warfare elite", it's worthless. That doesn't change the essence of my soldier at all. Many years later, when I write this passage of the past, my heart still hurts like hell.Because I really feel that my heart is bleeding, which is very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.Because, as one of a group of victims, you were sent to the point of no return by the person you trusted the most. I don't know how to express my current mood. Whether you believe it is my real experience or think that I am making up a crappy novel, this is how Xiaozhuang feels.

Because, I used to be a soldier. And Xiaobing means an insignificant pawn. The status is similar to the "soldier" or "pawn" in Chinese chess. Can be sacrificed at any time. However, anyone who has ever played Chinese chess knows that there is one thing to keep in mind. Don't let the opponent's creeps cross the river. Yes, minions must never cross the river. You will die ugly. Most definitely. Because he is a soldier, you will ignore his existence; and the consequence of ignoring it is to destroy your old nest. No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will die without a place to bury him.

The principles of Chinese chess also apply to war. I really can't remember how long it took before my mind gradually recovered from the shock and fear.At this time, I realized that there was no sound in the tent, and the moonlight came in from the window, and I saw that everyone had fallen asleep. He fell asleep in silence. What else? We all know that in this dog-to-cat special battle, we lost. Really lost everything, I know the loss of the Kobold Brigade is huge - the best unit leaders are here, who else can you send to lead the team?Old Sergeant?It is possible, but then why do we need the establishment of team cadres?It is because an officer is an officer after all! ——We lost, and I have to point out that in this competition, our He Da team made a strategic mistake, which is a big taboo for military strategists—"put all the eggs in one basket", that is, do not hold back.This had something to do with his personality at the time. A military officer in his 40s and a veteran of special warfare who was the focus of the whole army, he naturally hoped to be the champion!Emotional, real emotional—this is what I sum up now, I didn't have this brain at the time.In fact, after that exercise, Team He was silent for a period of time to summarize himself. Individuals make mistakes, and Team He is no exception—his mistake was that he wanted to win too much, and he made two moves in succession. , one bright and one dark, one positive and one strange, it is indeed difficult to guard against.But he still forgot that Maotouli Brigade, who graduated from the Conducting Department of the Conservatory of Music, did not develop his war command thinking in the military academy, but on the stage of the symphony—a symphony has a main key and a negative key I don’t understand very well), the word “symphony” in the symphony is absolutely meaningful—the thinking of the Maotouli Brigade is not that of a general, but that of a conductor, so he can see it.The relationship between art and war is actually very subtle—the Maotou Lei Brigade is a real old cat. He carefully watches the rats come and go, but does not do anything, and responds to all changes with the same. Absolutely agree with the creed in "Sun Tzu's Art of War" that "immovable as a mountain" (I will curse anyone who tells me that he is from Little Japan. Is it shameful that I don't know my ancestors? Are you ashamed to say that you are a military friend? ! )——A game of masters, the one who makes a dangerous move first is the loser.

So Team He lost. Anyone who is a person will lose, and our soul team is no exception. There has never been an undefeated general since ancient times! In this regard, Maotouli's team is definitely superior to He's team.From the perspective of military skills and tactical command, objectively speaking, he is not the opponent of He Dadu. opponent. My current reflection is this. Art and war are actually twin brothers! And the one who really has attainments in these two fields is Team Maotou He. He has to win, there is no reason for him not to win?Because he didn't make any dangerous moves, he was waiting for the He brigade to make a move, and strike later! ——So he won!He is now opening the gate of his base, how many officers can arrest him?So the next thing is for him to clean up Team He, who told you to make the first move?This is the result!

—but what was I thinking at the time? I keep thinking about it, but I can't remember anything. I was like sitting on the bed in my dirty, wet camouflage suit. I don't know what I'm thinking. Perhaps, without thinking? It doesn't seem to be, I see the flames in my eyes in my memory.I couldn't help but tremble in my heart, is that me? 18 year old me?How terrible, how angry, how heartbroken was the fire in those eyes?Could that be me?An 18-year-old kid?An 18-year-old soldier?A me who hasn't fully grown up yet? Yes, that's me. It will not be someone else. That sex can't be someone else, I don't think it's useless to admit it or not.

I just have to admit, that's me. I'm hating, who am I hating? ——He Brigade. I can't hate people anymore because I wouldn't have the brains and analytical skills I have now.I have to hate someone, otherwise how can I vent my emotions? At that time, I would not hate the war or the army, I could only hate a real person. That person can only be our god of war, our god, our father. ——He Brigade. I hate him, I can't hate him. Because he betrayed our trust in him. Or rather, my trust in him.