When Jiang Minghao's voice echoed in Moore's mind like the echo of an empty valley, Moore's mind instantly showed a series of actions that Jiang Minghao had just done.
The branches and trees that were deliberately broken with the body, and can even point the direction completely, the footprints of different shades, the branches that were chewed at will, and the crumbs of compressed biscuits all over the floor, all of this , All for the enemy to catch up quickly, and leave the illusion of confidence to the enemy.
Imagine that as a soldier, when marching in the jungle, he doesn't even have the most basic anti-reconnaissance awareness to clean up traces. Such a soldier would insult a rookie when he said he was a rookie.
But when Moore thought about this, his forehead was involuntarily sweating. Obviously, all this Jiang Minghao did just now seemed to be deliberately directed at him.
After all, the enemy is very clear in their hearts that the person they are pursuing is Jiang Minghao. As Jiang Minghao, who became famous in the first battle through the desert anti-chase war, and was even listed as a dangerous person by military leaders and military agencies of various countries, how could he commit such a crime? Low-level error? The only possibility is that the rookie who made the mistake is the person next to Jiang Minghao.
At this moment, there is no one beside Jiang Minghao except him Moore, and this also means that the enemy will take the lead to lock the target on him, then kill Moore first, and deal with Jiang Minghao wholeheartedly.
Maybe Moldo thought about it, maybe just as Moore guessed. In short, Moore’s heart was instantly full of threats. His legs involuntarily withdrew two steps, and his right hand pressed the M16 on his neck tightly, using almost He stared at Jiang Minghao with threatening and distrustful eyes and asked:
"Saber, do you want to abandon me?"
As soon as Moore said these words, he just picked up the kettle, and Jiang Minghao, who was about to straighten up his waist, was taken aback for a moment. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, but then he glanced at the broken branches and broken branches on the ground. Crumbs, a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Minghao got up slowly, wiped off the sludge on the outside of the kettle, stuffed it into his backpack, and then casually touched his nose with his hands:
"Why, are you afraid? Are you afraid of me or the enemy?"
Jiang Minghao could see that Moore's words were not just because of the traces he could leave. After all, for a hunter chased by a prey that was almost exhausted, what courage would he have to change again when he still had a chance to survive? Head, fight to the death of the hunter
Jiang Minghao naturally understands this feeling, because it is something that any animal will have, but what Jiang Minghao worries most is Moore’s distrust of him, his hesitant face, and his vigilant look, especially With his right hand holding M16 tightly, Jiang Minghao knew that he had guessed it correctly, so he exhaled a deep breath and continued:
"Moore, when did you ever see me Jiang Minghao giving up my brother? Since the moment you and I fought side by side, you have been my comrade-in-arms, since the moment you stood in front of me and prepared to block bullets for me Since you are my brother, do you think I will abandon you?"
Jiang Minghao's voice was very calm, as calm as the calm Dead Sea. He slightly pointed his finger at the debris and branches on the ground and said:
"Don't you goose soldiers, except for fighting with swords and guns on the battlefield, never learn the art of war?"
"Warcraft?" Jiang Minghao's words finally aroused Moore's interest. His right hand, which was tightly pressing on the captured M16, was finally released. His eyes curiously looked at the debris and branches left by Jiang Minghao deliberately and said:
"Saber, are you not mistaken? This is what you said about the Dragon Kingdom's art of war?" Although Moore dismissed, he still raised his own doubts:
"These things will only tell the enemy that this is a casual, careless, and irritable person. And your saber's record in the Gobi Desert and your meticulous thoughts have long been well-known in the military world around the world. So in the eyes of the enemy, this can only be left by me. From a tactical point of view, the enemy will definitely kill me first, leaving you alone and helpless, and then round up you!"
After listening to Moore’s analysis, Jiang Minghao suddenly discovered that the guy in front of him had the unique analytical ability and thinking of a special field soldier. He couldn’t help but look at Moore differently. Jiang Minghao nodded unconsciously. :
"Moore, can you tell me the service number of your unit?"
Jiang Minghao stared at Moore, as if waiting for Moore’s answer, but Moore’s face showed a trace of embarrassment. After all, as a soldier, the number of his army, his commander, is like a password box without a key. , To get the secret in this box, unless the box is destroyed, and this also means that the soldiers who guard this secret will also die along with it.
So Jiang Minghao immediately changed his words and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I just found out how can you just be a second lieutenant with your analytical ability!"
Obviously, the military rank in the collar of Moore’s previous combat uniform that was snatched by Katyusha did not escape Jiang Minghao’s eyes. Jiang Minghao looked at Moore with almost admiring eyes, and he clearly saw A hint of helplessness and anger flashed across Moore's face, and immediately afterwards, Moore's face instantly recovered calmness:
"Saber, do you think, even if I step out of this jungle, do I have a chance to return to the army again?"
This time, Jiang Minghao did not speak because he knew what Moore meant. As a soldier, when his squad was wiped out, even if Moore returned, waiting for him was the sanctions of the military court, even if he escaped by chance. After the sanctions of the military court, the'chief' who sent this force will also kill Moore.
"Moore, don't you want to know why I left such obvious marks?" Jiang Minghao immediately changed the subject, as if he was deliberately imparting knowledge to Moore. The expression that gave Moore also made Moore awe, Moore. Staring at Jiang Minghao with curious eyes, shook his head and said:
"do not know!"
"It's actually very simple. There is a saying in our Dragon Kingdom's "The Art of War": the truth is the imaginary, the imaginary is the real!
Jiang Minghao’s words made Moore even more confused. His ignorant eyes had already exposed Moore’s heart. He looked forward to watching Jiang Minghao continue to speak, and Jiang Minghao saw Moore humbly asking for advice, so he didn’t hide himself. The professor said:
"It's actually very simple. You just said that I, Jiang Minghao, is well-known. My character, mind, and combat methods and skills are probably well studied by the enemy. Otherwise, I wouldn't use the trick of arresting my brother. Force me!" Jiang Minghao stood up unconsciously when he said this, as if he was an extremely proud peacock. He just listened to Jiang Minghao continuing to say:
"Since they know that I will not make such stupid actions, naturally I will stop them when you make such actions. Therefore, in the eyes of the enemy, my purpose of leaving these traces is to attract them to follow I marched quickly in the direction I specified, and this just made the enemy more cautious, more lingering, and more cautious in pursuit."
"Oh, I understand!" Moore suddenly realized:
"If you do not leave these traces, but completely clean up all the traces, so that the enemy feels that we are running for our lives, then their pursuit will be more violent, but now, when they see these traces, they will be attacked instead. I played the drum, thinking that your purpose for leaving these traces was to let them walk into the trap you designed. In this way, every step of their pursuit becomes cautious!"
"Hey!" Jiang Minghao couldn't help but smiled triumphantly, and praised Moore: "You can teach you!"
"But Sabre!" Moore still asked suspiciously: "How did you come up with this strategy? Is it just because the booby traps set up earlier made them frightened and fearful?"
"No, that's just one aspect!" Jiang Minghao's proud face disappeared in an instant, and he asked with a serious expression: "Moore, I ask you, even if you can handle all the traces cleanly, as a A master in the jungle field, can he distinguish our movement trajectory and speed from the remaining breath and traces?"
"Eh...should it be possible?" Moore replied uncertainly, but Jiang Minghao said to Moore seriously:
"It shouldn't be, it must be. The enemy must be able to tell the difference, otherwise they will never be able to catch Wei Debing and the Fire Snake." Jiang Minghao seemed to be a wise man who had seen through the enemy, his eyes curled slightly towards the sky and said:
"Instead of wasting time to do these useless disguise, it is better to do nothing, and this is absolutely against the normal thinking of a soldier, and perhaps it can buy us more time!"
When Jiang Minghao said this, the worshipful gaze in Moore's eyes instantly turned into Mobike, as if Jiang Minghao in front of him was like a jungle warlord. He humbly asked Jiang Minghao in a nearly flattering voice:
"Saber, I want to ask you one more question, okay?"
Moore's sudden contrast caused Jiang Minghao's goosebumps to fall out of his body. He couldn't help but shiver and said: "I'm going, it's fucking disgusting, there is something to say, there is a fart!"
Moore heard Jiang Minghao's scolding, not only did not dislike the slightest bit of disgust, but like a little girl about to get candy, eyes full of reverence, said to Jiang Minghao:
"Saber, look, I'm not a bad Moore. I don't know if you accept an apprentice? I wonder if Moore is qualified to be your apprentice?"