As he wished, he got the command of part of the troops in the Liberian war zone, which also achieved one of Zhu Shijiu's small goals.
You should know that he had been told explicitly that his graduation examination would be "a lot more difficult" than that of other students, and the person who decided whether he could pass the examination was none other than the sickly ghost.
If he didn't perform well, he would definitely be eliminated. If he really could only watch and not intervene the whole time as the sick ghost said, then even if he was extremely talented and could accurately analyze and predict the development of the situation, he would probably not pass the graduation examination.
Therefore, if he wanted to pass the graduation examination, he had to get the command. This was his focus, and now the first step was completed.
However, how can we use this 10% of troops to achieve results that are dazzling enough to not be ignored and sufficient to pass the graduation examination
"I'll assign you 350 people. Here, this is a headset. Since you don't have much command experience, I remind you that the communication line must not be disconnected during the command process. Even if you leave for something, the communication line must not be disconnected. Remember this."
The sickly ghost reluctantly handed a headset to Zhu Shijiu, asked Zhu Shijiu to sit in the empty workstation on his right, and then assigned 350 people to Zhu Shijiu.
…To be honest, I’m pretty stingy.
Zhu Shijiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It was said that he would be given 10% of the troops, but in reality, the 350 men accounted for less than 10% of them. This showed how much the tuberculosis man did not trust him. Or to put it even more exaggeratedly, maybe the tuberculosis man even thought that giving the troops to him was a sheer waste.
Zhu Shijiu did not resist. This 10% of military force was hard-earned. He died three times to get it. It must not be wasted.
The sickly man lost the bet and handed over part of his command power. This result was unexpected by many people.
The Smoker watched all this happen, and kept on saying in shock: "You're really handing over the command? Aren't you afraid that these 350 black soldiers will die in vain?"
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The sickly ghost twitched his lips. "If that's the case, I'll admit defeat. But if he really wastes these black soldiers, he will definitely not pass the graduation examination."
Zhu Shijiu was speechless when he saw that the two commanders ignored him while talking about this matter, as if it would be a sheer waste to hand over the troops to him.
"Do you really need to? If you don't trust me, you can just give me some tasks."
The sickly ghost didn't want to entrust some important tasks to Zhu Shijiu, nor did he want Zhu Shijiu to use the black soldiers freely and waste manpower... No, wasting manpower is still a small matter. It would be terrible if it disrupted the battle situation.
So he gave Zhu Shijiu an order: "You are now the temporary commander of these 350 black soldiers. I order you to lead these black soldiers to inspect the surrounding conditions of the defense base."
Zhu Shijiu didn't know the meaning of this order at first, but he quickly reacted after thinking about it.
Damn, isn't this asking him to command the black soldiers to patrol
Zhu Shijiu was even more speechless, but he could not resist the order. Anyway, this time it was just a small attempt, and he didn't believe that he would not be able to intervene in the next command.
If he guessed correctly, the current situation was so serious that it could be called the last moment. There were plenty of opportunities waiting for him. He didn't believe that the sick man would really leave these 350 black soldiers idle on patrol.
Zhu Shijiu put on the headset.
As soon as he put on the headset, he heard a very noisy ambient sound: the sound of banging, the hum of machines, and faint conversations and shouting, all pouring into his headset.
"It's very noisy, right?" Seeing Zhu Shijiu frowning, the sickly ghost chuckled, "It will be even noisier when you actually command. And finding effective information from the chaotic noise and processing it is the basic quality of every true commander. If you can't do it, then it can only be said that you are not qualified yet and need to practice."
Zhu Shijiu relaxed his frown and said, "Then I will try my best to adapt."
The sickly ghost didn't care too much. After all, his mission had already been given. Although there were nearly 10% fewer black soldiers, it had little impact on his overall command. He was thinking about how to deploy defensive measures to deal with the next wave of attacks from the alien insects.
The alien insects are also fearful. His almost damageless command just now severely frightened the alien insects. The number of alien insects was reduced by 10%. They will be quiet for a while, but their IQ is not high. Before long, they will heal their wounds and forget the pain, and attack the defense base again.
While the sickly ghost began to think of countermeasures, Zhu Shijiu had already summoned his black soldiers and gathered them in the square of the defense base.
The sickly ghost handed him the list of 350 black soldiers under his charge and related intelligence, including the resume and characteristics of each black soldier, which were the contents that must be paid attention to during the handover.
Zhu Shijiu asked for a pen and roughly divided his layout on paper.
He divided the 350 men into ten teams, each with 35 men.
As for the specific responsibilities, there was no division of duties, because the sickly ghost told him that those who defended the base against the alien insects were basically all-rounders, that is, no matter they were asked to attack, defend or scout, they could do it perfectly, and some black soldiers even knew both logistics and medical care.
This is normal, because most of these black soldiers in the defense base were sent by the organization. They have heavy responsibilities on their shoulders, and each of them is just one step away from becoming an elite black soldier. Most importantly, they come from the support department.
In addition to simple team division, Zhu Shijiu also relabeled the ten teams and each black soldier.
The ten teams are numbered from A to J, and the black soldier number of each team is the team number plus a number.
This move of his directly attracted the attention of the sick ghost, who was so surprised when he saw it that he opened his mouth slightly: "Are you crazy?"
"What's wrong?"
"You gave every black soldier a serial number... Is there any sense in doing this?" To be honest, Tuberculosis Ghost found it hard to understand.
“It makes sense.”
Tuberculosis: "..." What's the point? Besides disrupting his thoughts, it also makes it easier for him to sort each corpse
Zhu Shijiu laughed, which might mean nothing to others, but it meant a lot to him.
In his opinion, accidents during the command process can be roughly divided into three categories.
The first type is tactical accidents, which was the reason for the defeat of the sickly ghost during his first command. The tactics themselves were wrong.
The second type is accidents caused by alien insects. Just like last time, the alien insects did not play according to common sense, resulting in a very bad situation.
The third category is accidents caused by personal problems of black soldiers, just like in the previous few battles of tuberculosis, many black soldiers had to retreat because of physical exhaustion. At certain critical moments, this kind of problem will become the cause of the collapse of the entire battle.
He could solve the first type of accident by rolling back the game, finding the most perfect and appropriate tactic among countless tactics. The second type could also be solved by rolling back the game without even thinking about it.
So how to prevent the third type of accident? If he does not make any preparations, he will not be able to grasp the real cause of defeat in many cases. Only by numbering each black soldier can he grasp the details to the greatest extent, and even use his understanding of the black soldiers... to achieve no loss!
Every time a problem occurs, he can clearly pinpoint a certain black soldier, and then make specific arrangements for that black soldier after going back to the file.
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When Zhu Shijiu assigned a number to each black soldier, not only was the sickly ghost confused, but the 350 black soldiers who were assigned were also confused.
In the square of the Liberian Defense Base, 350 black soldiers were discussing.
They first wondered why 350 of them were picked out to form a team, and then they wondered why the voice of the commander who called them to assemble in the square seemed different from the voice of the sickly man... It was as if he was a different person.
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Then, they heard a steady voice from the communicator, different from that of the sickly ghost.
"Attention everyone!"
The 350 black soldiers gathered in the square of the defense base fell silent, all stood very straight, and automatically lined up, ready to listen to the orders from the communicator.
The next moment, they heard the voice say.
"I am the commander of your special operations force. You can call me Commander Zhu. Now, I will divide our 350 people into teams..."