Naturally, the sickly ghost heard what Zhu Shijiu said about the "special operations team" and couldn't help but twitch his lips, but he didn't complain out loud in the end.
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The name is not important. Zhu Shijiu can give his unit whatever name he wants. What is important is what Zhu Shijiu is going to do with this unit. Bing Kugui doesn't know anything else. He only knows that he has assigned Zhu Shijiu a patrol mission. As long as Zhu Shijiu does not exceed this duty, he can do whatever he wants.
However, although the sickly ghost thought so, the black soldiers under Zhu Shijiu did not think so.
When some of the black soldiers heard this name, their expressions became even more solemn.
"Special Operations Team"? Could it be that this team was about to carry out some particularly dangerous mission
No one knew the dire situation of the defense base better than them, so they all knew that if they continued to remain in this stalemate, they would probably be annihilated by the annihilation weapons together with the Zerg. Therefore, the commander would inevitably think of change and try to adopt other tactics to change the situation.
It seems that they are the key to the commander's change of the entire battle situation.
Then they heard "Commander Zhu" divide them into 10 teams and assign a number to each of them.
"From now on, remember your numbers. I require you to remember them better than your names. Make sure that when I call out your numbers, you will be able to execute my orders unconditionally at the first opportunity! Do you understand?"
"yes!"
"Number 1 of each team, you are the captain of the corresponding team, do you understand?"
"yes!"
"Very good, very energetic! Now let's start a simple test... A-4 10 squats on the spot!"
Zhu Shijiu saw on the computer screen that A-4 was talking to the black soldier next to him in the surveillance footage of the defense base, so he quickly gave an order.
The black soldier numbered A-4 was stunned for a moment, then began to squat on the spot and quickly finished 10 squats.
“It took too long to react!”
In fact, the black soldier understood without Zhu Shijiu's explanation. After all, Zhu Shijiu had assigned them numbers for too short a time, so it was difficult for them to memorize the newly added numbers and form a conditioned reflex.
But they were all black soldiers anyway, and Zhu Shijiu only spent half an hour to successfully imprint the new number into the minds of each black soldier. At least on the surface, if Zhu Shijiu asked a black soldier to lie down and do push-ups immediately, the corresponding black soldier would do it without hesitation.
As for more complex commands, it depends on the actual results.
The sickly ghost gave Zhu Shijiu half an hour to adjust the situation and began to urge him to arrange the team to patrol.
Zhu Shijiu wanted to spend some more time with them, but the sickly ghost couldn't just sit there and watch him slack off. So he sent this "special operations force" out of the defense base and started patrolling seriously.
Patrolling does not just mean letting the troops make a circle outside the defense base. There are many fortifications outside the defense base. The patrol team's main responsibility is to check whether the fortifications are damaged and whether there are any remaining alien insects in the fortifications.
Patrol work is usually done when there is a break in the battle, when the alien insects are not attacking the defense base, and it is not very dangerous.
Zhu Shijiu asked the black soldiers to check around, and their report was that they did not find any problems.
After completing the patrol work, the sickly ghost assigned Zhu Shijiu another odd job - to receive the additional supplies sent by the organization.
A long battle will definitely require material supplies from the rear, including a large number of brand-new replacement equipment, emergency medical supplies, emergency food for the black soldiers... A series of materials need to be replenished regularly and transported to the front battlefield by air.
Zhu Shijiu asked the special operations forces to wait at the designated landing airport early. Their only role was to help with escort and transportation.
To put it bluntly, it is still miscellaneous work, and it is safe miscellaneous work.
The only enemy on the battlefield is the Zerg. The Zerg are so low in intelligence that they have no idea of attacking their logistical routes, so the so-called "escort" of supplies is actually just symbolic escort.
The air transport plane landed at the airport, and Zhu Shijiu also used the drone to see batches of supplies being transported to the airport.
Equipment, medicine, food and the like were normal, but one batch of supplies caught Zhu Shijiu's attention.
"Cows and sheep? Are these considered food?" Zhu Shijiu asked the tuberculosis ghost in surprise.
He wasn't referring to processed beef or lamb, but real live cows and sheep.
Yes, on one of the planes, batches of live cattle and sheep were driven off the plane.
The sickly ghost smiled: "Food... Well, it can be considered 'food', but it's not the food for us black soldiers."
It's not the food of the black soldiers... then it can only be the food of the alien insects.
Zhu Shijiu didn't understand what the term "tuberculosis ghost" meant.
The sickly ghost didn't let Zhu Shijiu wonder for too long, and explained: "This is used to feed the alien insects. If the alien insects can't get any advantage from humans for a long time, and even have no food to eat, what do you think the alien insects will react to?"
Zhu Shijiu guessed: "Will there be a riot?"
The sickly ghost nodded. "Yes, they will go crazy and riot. They will attack human defenses more violently and recklessly. From what we can see, they will be so hungry that they will abandon even fear and completely lose their reason. The right word to describe it is that they will go into a state of rage."
It sounds so dangerous, but in essence it is just "going crazy with hunger".
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"When the Zerg are starving, they usually have two choices. If there are living things around them, they will target them and attack them frantically. If there are no living things around them, they will go into their nests and begin to sleep."
With a defense base there, it naturally cannot be the latter, so if the alien insects in Liberia are starving, they will only attack the defense base frantically.
In order to avoid such an outcome, the organization used a very simple method, which was to actively feed the alien insects.
The sick ghost sighed: "In fact, when it comes to feeding, using human test subjects for feeding is the best effect, but the organization's test subjects are not enough, so it is naturally impossible to waste them in such a place."
Zhu Shijiu rolled his eyes. What the hell! If humans were really used to feed the Zerg, what would be the difference between humans and shitting on their own heads
Fortunately, the organization chose to use live cattle and sheep as substitutes, otherwise Zhu Shijiu really didn’t know whether he could bear to ask humans to be the “tribute”.
Zhu Shijiu was distracted for a while, and then he thought of something: "Wait, this batch of cattle and sheep are to be released to a designated location for the alien insects to eat?"
The sickly ghost saw through Zhu Shijiu's thoughts at a glance, and alarm bells rang in his heart: "Are you thinking of using this batch of cattle and sheep as bait to forcibly kill the alien insects?"
Zhu Shijiu had a flattering expression on his face that said "You are so smart".
The sickly ghost denied it without even thinking: "No! This is absolutely not possible! Don't even think about it!"
"Why not?"
"Because this can easily make the Zerg desperate!" said the sickly ghost. "If this method was feasible, I would have done it long ago. How could it be your turn?"
"Can the Zerg be desperate?"
"Of course! Because the organization regularly sends live cattle and sheep, even the Zerg have gotten used to our feeding. In their minds, it has become an iron rule that we feed them a batch of cattle and sheep every once in a while. It is under this iron rule that they will tacitly agree to a truce with us. What do you think will happen if this iron rule is broken?"
Such persuasion was of no significance to Zhu Shijiu.
Because he is a man who can make unlimited trials and errors.
As long as any tactic is feasible, Zhu Shijiu would want to try it no matter how great the risk is.
The sickly ghost's attitude was very firm. Even when he knew that Zhu Shijiu wanted to use cattle and sheep to cause trouble, he looked at Zhu Shijiu with a bit of horror.
Zhu Shijiu looked at the sickly ghost who was determined to do something impossible, and sneered: "Sickly ghost, I thought you were a brave person, but I didn't expect that you are essentially a timid guy. That's it? Commander, is that it?"
The sickly ghost sneered: "You want to use provocation? That's too clumsy."
Zhu Shijiu asked again: "Can you think of other tactics?"
The sickly ghost choked and said nothing. To be honest, he was exhausted physically and mentally in the past few months since taking over the Liberian war zone. Especially recently, the defense base was about to be broken, and he supervised the battle day and night, and ended up being exhausted, but he was unable to effectively stop the Zerg.
Today's tactical victory is already considered a small gain, as the other times we basically suffered more losses.
He had no answer to Zhu Shijiu's question and could only say, "No means no!"
However, Zhu Shijiu knew that this might be his only chance now, so he said, "What if I insist on doing it?"
The sickly ghost didn't expect Zhu Shijiu to be so determined. He really couldn't understand why Zhu Shijiu was so bold. He was like a madman. Did he not consider the consequences of his actions? Or was he really that confident? No, this was no longer confidence. This was arrogance! Arrogance!
The sickly ghost said in a harsh tone: "If that's the case, I will have no choice but to take back your command!"
Zhu Shijiu also sneered at the sickly ghost: "You want to take back my command when I haven't made any mistakes? Do you know that you are obstructing my graduation assessment?"
"I'm temporarily giving you the command. I can take it back if I want! Which is more important, your graduation assessment or the Liberian theater?"
Seeing that the sickly ghost was getting angry, Zhu Shijiu immediately stepped up his taunting and said, "Are you so sure that your tactics will fail? Have you ever thought that the real reason for the failure of the war is your incompetence?"
“You…you…!”
The sickly ghost was not good at quarreling, and his originally pale face was now red with anger. He really wanted to tell Zhu Shijiu that before he took over the Liberian War Zone, the organization predicted that the Liberian War Zone would not last for less than half a month, and he single-handedly helped the Liberian War Zone to rise, and the current stalemate was not his fault at all.
But the question is, can he really say that he has no problems at all
He had lost the bet just half an hour ago, so he didn't have much confidence.
"Let me ask you this - if Xu Feng were to come here, would he be as timid as you are? Would he be able to save the situation? Do you have the guts to say you can do better than Xu Feng?!"
The tuberculosis ghost froze completely.
Zhu Shijiu and Bing Laogui did not lower their voices when arguing, so once they started, they attracted a lot of attention in the entire command center. Even the commanders in the command center lowered their voices unconsciously during their argument. The atmosphere once dropped to freezing point. When Zhu Shijiu uttered the last words, the noisy sounds in the command center paused for a moment.
Everyone noticed the quarrel in the corner.
After the atmosphere was silent for a moment, the other commanders in the command center quickly restored the order of command. They had seen too many storms and waves, so a small quarrel was not surprising.
However, the quarrel between Zhu Shijiu and the tuberculosis patient made them pay some attention to this side.
Seeing that both sides were arguing and unwilling to give in, the Smoker took the initiative to act as a mediator and spoke to ease the atmosphere: "Forget it, forget it, stop arguing, it's not a big deal, we can discuss it properly, why bother?"
The sickly ghost ignored the smoker and stared at Zhu Shijiu: "What about you? Do you have the guts to say you can do better than Xu Feng?!"
Zhu Shijiu answered with absolute certainty without even a second or a split second of hesitation.
"I can!"