Letting the black soldiers and the alien insects perish together is the last resort. This means that the commander no longer has any means to save the battle situation. The battle situation has reached the point of being on the verge of overthrow. As long as there is any hope of a comeback, the commander will not approve the strategy of dying together.
Once the decision is made to die together, the black soldiers still in the defense base will have only one choice left, which is to delay time as much as possible and wait for the annihilation weapons to be in place.
Because there is no point in killing the alien zerg by then, these living black soldiers will become natural bait to attract the alien zerg. Most of the black soldiers will release their pheromones as much as possible before they die together, attracting all the alien zerg to the defense base, just like the operation of using the zerg girl Misha in Papua New Guinea at that time.
"Then can't we retreat first and then carry out annihilation?" Zhu Shijiu said with some emotion.
The sickly ghost sneered, "Retreat? Where to retreat? How to retreat? Your bait plan in Papua New Guinea is a miracle that cannot be replicated. You attracted the alien insects on the island to rush towards you just by yourself. But the reality is that not everyone can be like you and attract alien insects by one person."
"The black soldiers defending the base cannot retreat, because the Zerg are staying in the nest because of their pheromones. Once the black soldiers retreat, a large number of Zerg will follow them. And with the Zerg's mobility... hehe."
Therefore, if the black soldiers in the defense base cannot stop the alien zerg in the alien zerg nest, then their only fate will be to burn the last pheromone as bait to force the alien zerg to stay where they are.
"In order to ensure that the defense base can be rebuilt afterwards and the defense line does not collapse, the weapons used to annihilate the Zerg cannot be too powerful. They can probably destroy 90% of the Zerg in the Zerg nest. The remaining 10% will be left to the support forces to deal with."
After the defense base is rebuilt, a new round of defense will begin... Over and over again, in this cycle.
Almost all the defense bases of black army organizations in the world have been destroyed by annihilation weapons. The black soldiers in the defense bases will inevitably be wiped out once in a year or two, or three to four years.
The sickly ghost gave a brief introduction to the situation in the war zone he was currently in charge of.
There are still 3,728 black soldiers left defending the base.
"So many illegal soldiers?" Zhu Shijiu was a little shocked.
This means that if Liberia is about to fall, when the mutual surrender tactic is finally adopted, 3,728 black soldiers will disappear from this world.
The sickly ghost was choked by the secondhand smoke from the smoker next to him. He coughed twice in succession and sighed, "It's already considered a small amount... Compared to this war zone... Smoking dog, stop smoking! If you smoke again, I will smoke you!"
The Smoker had been listening to the conversation between the Sickly Ghost and Zhu Shijiu. He chuckled and put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, adding, "These nearly 4,000 black soldiers are the result of reinforcements. You should know that the original number of black soldiers in the Liberian theater defense base was less than 2,000. Now the organization is still sending reinforcements and replenishing manpower, so Zhu Shijiu, you have to work hard."
Zhu Shijiu understood after thinking about it.
The reason why the organization keeps sending reinforcements is because it feels that there is hope of a turnaround after the reinforcements. Since there is hope of a turnaround, they cannot give up in the end and must continue to add people.
The reason why the sick ghost kept thinking non-stop until he fainted, and hurried back after being treated, was because he didn't want these nearly 4,000 black soldiers to die in this battle.
If it really comes to that end, then the tuberculosis patient will really be to blame.
The sickly ghost was still constantly mobilizing the black soldiers for reconnaissance, defense, and assault. There was a simple map route map on the computer screen. Any marks and routes he made on the map would be shared with all the black soldiers in the defense base in real time.
The number of Zerg, where support is needed, in which direction the Zerg are gathering, the route for tactical detours, etc. are all clearly displayed on the map. As for the rest... anything can happen on the ever-changing battlefield, so the commander will often make on-the-spot adjustments.
As for the black soldiers, all they can do is obey orders. No matter how dangerous or even deadly the mission their commander asks them to perform, they will carry it out without hesitation.
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Except for briefly introducing the basic situation to Zhu Shijiu at the beginning, the sickly ghost never paid any attention to him again and began to concentrate on the command.
Zhu Shijiu did not disturb him, but stared at the computer screen silently without saying a word, trying his best to familiarize himself with every interface and trying to understand every operation of the tuberculosis ghost.
But it is obvious that the situation is not optimistic, otherwise the tuberculosis patient would not have been overworked to the point of fainting.
"This won't work... If we take this route, the risk is too great. Can they hold on? No, they are already at the end of their rope. Let's be conservative... No, if we don't make some changes, we will only retreat again and again. So what about this..."
The sickly man talked to himself, stared at the computer screen, muttered to himself, and bit his nails as he weighed the various decisions that popped into his mind, but the current situation did not allow him to make a decision casually, because it was very likely that his words would cause the entire battle situation to collapse.
Just when the sickly ghost was thinking so absorbedly that he almost forgot that Zhu Shijiu was sitting next to him, a voice suddenly came from the side.
"What are you hesitating about?"
"Shut the fuck up, I told you not to..." The sickly man was halfway through cursing when he remembered that the person next to him was not the smoker, but Zhu Shijiu.
But he didn't apologize. Instead, he said sternly: "Be quiet first, and don't bother me when I'm about to make a decision!"
After saying this, he continued thinking.
But Zhu Shijiu insisted, "Tell me about it and let me discuss it. Maybe I can give you some inspiration. Besides, I'm a genius after all. Why not ask for my opinion?"
The sickly ghost frowned: "I let you sit here to let you observe my decision-making, not to let you dictate the battle situation."
Zhu Shijiu said calmly: "If you don't want me to tell you what to do, then tell me what you are thinking about, and let me help you think about it."
The sickly ghost cursed a few more times, but seeing Zhu Shijiu's determined expression, he knew that if he didn't tell Zhu Shijiu, Zhu Shijiu would continue to bother him.
"What a waste of time..." the sickly man muttered a few words, then pointed at the computer screen and drew a route on it.
"What I'm thinking about now is whether we should send more personnel to use this place as a breakthrough point to forcibly tear apart the Zerg swarm, lure out about 10% of the Zerg, and then send another force to surround it from the side. If the tactic is successful, it should be able to forcibly reduce the Zerg by 10%."
Zhu Shijiu took a look at the route pointed out by the sickly ghost. The tactics were simple and clear, and even easier to understand with reference to the terrain.
"This is great, why not do it?"
The sickly ghost frowned. "But the problem is that if we want to forcibly split the Zerg swarm, we must use the large force as bait. After rushing into the Zerg swarm, we release pheromones to attract the large force of the Zerg swarm, and we must hold out until the encirclement force kills 10% of the Zerg that have been split off. If the effect is not ideal, then losing half of our manpower will be considered a light loss."
Then, the tuberculosis ghost marked a few more locations on the map.
"Here, here, and here are all places where the Zerg used to nest. None of us knows whether there are still a large number of Zerg sleeping underground, so the large bait army must avoid these points when attracting the Zerg. This also means that the large army has extremely limited routes to move forward when it leaves. The troops cannot disperse, which will result in the large army being surrounded and unable to move."
"And the siege force that is going to wipe out the remaining 10% of the Zerg needs to find the right time to go out. If the timing is not right, the split plan will not work. After encircling the Zerg, the siege force needs to wipe out the remaining 10% of the Zerg as soon as possible, and then turn around to tear open the Zerg encirclement, forming a pincer attack with the main force, tear open a gap to join the main force, and finally retreat and fight again, returning to the defense base."
"At first glance, it's full of risks. Our people have been holding on for a long time. Their bodies are already on the verge of breaking point. To be honest, the possibility of failure after execution is even greater. So I'm struggling with whether to execute this tactic."
After listening to the sickly ghost's concerns, Zhu Shijiu pretended to think for a long time, then patted him on the shoulder and said firmly: "I think it's feasible, let's do it."
The sickly guy was almost laughing out of anger. What the hell is this execution
Although he was the one who proposed this plan, the risk was indeed too great. Even a veteran commander like him was still hesitant, but Zhu Shijiu easily concluded that the plan was feasible.
It's really easy to talk without any pain in the waist.
Just as the sickly ghost was about to make a sarcastic remark, Zhu Shijiu said quietly: "Believe in yourself, and believe in the judgment of a genius like me. I think this plan can succeed."
The consumptive's sarcastic words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.
Many miracles have happened to Zhu Shijiu. Until now, he is still secretly compared with Commander Xu of that year, which is enough to prove that this genius is something.
But since the sickly man was able to enter the command center, he must have been a genius.
What made Zhu Shijiu waver was not the second half of the sentence, but the first half.
"Believe in yourself" - Have you gradually begun to doubt your own decision-making because of repeated failures in battle
If a commander cannot even trust his own decisions, how can he succeed
Zhu Shijiu noticed that the sickly ghost was wavering and uttered two words: "Try it?"
The sickly ghost gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, just give it a try!"
What the hell, if it doesn't work, just adjust the plan on the spot! Being able to adapt to changing circumstances is also his strong point!
But he still added sarcastically: "But don't get me wrong, Zhu the genius, this is not your idea, but my decision alone!"
After saying that, without waiting for Zhu Shijiu to reply, the sickly man picked up the mouse and adjusted the microphone of his headset.
—“Everyone listen up!”