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The third time.

Zhu Shijiu sat on his seat, waiting for the consumptive ghost to return from treatment.

As soon as his butt touched the chair, he held the mouse in his hand and stared at the computer screen solemnly, and began to think about ways to break the situation. It can be said that no matter it was the last time or the last time, the problem point after the execution of two different tactics was very clear-the physical strength of the black soldiers was approaching the limit.

No matter how you use the black soldiers, as long as you put a little pressure on them, they will have problems.

Some black soldiers are like a vase that breaks at a touch, just like the miscellaneous soldiers in the game with only a drop of blood left. If they are touched lightly by a mob, their souls will ascend to heaven.

Doesn't the consumptive ghost know that the black soldiers' physical strength is approaching its limit? Of course he knew, but as a commander, he would not be able to feel the physical condition of the black soldiers personally. At most, he could only give the black soldiers what he thought was the most reasonable arrangement from the perspective of the overall situation.

In fact, his operation simply cannot bring out the abilities of every black soldier to the limit.

In other words, there must be many black soldiers who are in good physical condition and are placed in less stressful positions, while black soldiers who are on the verge of their physical limit are placed in difficult positions.

But Zhu Shijiu, who had seen two consecutive defeats, knew the problem very well. Since he knew which part of the black soldiers would have physical problems during the battle, he should put the black soldiers with physical problems in a more relaxed position, and put the weak soldiers in a more relaxed position. Put the saved black soldiers into more difficult positions.

This can at least make up for the failure of the previous week.

"Hey, are you analyzing it?"

The smoker came up from the side, glanced at the computer screen, and chatted cheerfully to Zhu Shijiu.

In the eyes of others, Zhu Shijiu's behavior was quite strange, because Zhu Shijiu had almost no hesitation when selecting people, and he immediately picked the sick man. When they returned to their seats, Zhu Shijiu Kumata immediately entered the state and began to analyze the battle situation as soon as he sat down. Moreover, the movements of holding the mouse and clicking continuously were smooth and natural, and it really looked like that.

Therefore, Smoker is very curious about what this genius is thinking and what he has analyzed from the current situation.

Zhu Shijiu already knew in his heart that he would probably have to turn back this time, so he ignored the smoker's words and didn't even have the intention to turn around and respond. He was still analyzing and waiting for the return of the consumptive ghost.

The smoker who was asking for trouble curled his lips, but did not try to talk to Zhu Shijiu again. As long as Zhu Shijiu was not bold enough to take advantage of the sick man's absence to start directing the battle, he really had nothing to do with Zhu Shijiu.

The sick man came back soon. When he came back, he saw Zhu Shijiu sitting on his seat solemnly with his mouse and clicking randomly.

"you……"

"I know. I won't interfere in your battle. I won't do anything unnecessary. If you have questions, I will ask, but I won't disturb you when the battle is tense. Do you have any questions now?"

Consumption ghost: "..."

Shall I go? Is this guy quite considerate?

While the sick man was stunned, Zhu Shijiu had already stood up, pulled out the chair and invited him to sit down.

The consumptive ghost had nothing to say, and after being stunned for a while, he sat down obediently.

And just when the sick man sat down and was about to check the computer to see if Zhu Shijiu had done anything without permission, Zhu Shijiu spoke without stopping: "Just now, I analyzed the battle situation and came up with two things. Tactic, I don’t know if it’s feasible.”

As soon as these words came out, the sick man was a little speechless, but since he had promised to answer Zhu Shijiu's questions just now, and now that he had not started to give orders, he naturally had time to listen to Zhu Shijiu's talk. He really wanted to hear what "smart tricks" the genius Zhu Shijiu would come up with.

Zhu Shijiu smoothly explained the tactics implemented in the first two weeks. After speaking, he pretended to be modest: "What do you think?"

The smoker on the side and other commanders who were paying attention to what was going on here were originally prepared to see Zhu Shijiu make a fool of himself and be scolded. Even the sick man himself was prepared to do this, but what he never expected was that the sick man After listening to Zhu Shijiu's tactics, the tuberculosis ghost became strangely silent.

After a long silence, the sick man spoke again: "You..."

Zhu Shijiu interrupted: "I didn't ask other people for advice. If you don't believe me, you can ask them, how about these two tactics? I personally prefer the latter tactic. Although it is a bit more complicated, it can counterattack the insects to a greater extent. , the former is too rough and reckless.”

The consumptive ghost man is stupid again.

From the time he first appeared until now, his thoughts have been guessed one after another and he has not even spoken a complete sentence. However, he can still "dialogue" smoothly with Zhu Shijiu. This feeling is extremely weird.

Fortunately, his next sentence was not interrupted again: "The second tactic is too complicated..."

Just like last week, the sick man pointed out the shortcomings of the second tactic.

Zhu Shijiu didn't interrupt. After listening, he pretended to be enlightened, and then asked humbly: "But, the second tactic should be more feasible, right?"

To be honest, the sick man was in a dilemma, and he was actually more inclined to the first tactic in his heart. But when he heard that Zhu Shijiu had also thought about it with him, and thought of all the miracles that had happened to Zhu Shijiu, he began to hesitate. .

Another reason for hesitation is that he has spent too much thought on this war zone. He has been seeking stability before, but the effect is not very great. If he wants to change the current situation, he must adopt a more proactive style of play.

Zhu Shijiu did not wait too long. Just like last time, the sick man finally chose the second tactic.

However, just as he was holding the headset on his ears and giving orders, Zhu Shijiu suddenly interrupted when he was halfway through.

"Are you sure you want to arrange this team into the central battlefield team?"

The sick man frowned. Didn't this guy agree not to disturb him? Why do you interrupt when he is giving orders?

But before he could reprimand him, Zhu Shijiu said: "Before you came, I read your text notes. This team seems to be lacking physical strength. One of the black soldiers was even seriously injured before. Those who are then forcibly treated and placed in the central combat zone can easily become a breakthrough point for the zerg."

Zhu Shijiu didn't get this information from the previous week, but he got it from his active analysis while sitting in his seat during this week's show.

After the tactic failed, he remembered the team that was the cause of the defeat, and this time he specifically searched for information about this team - and sure enough, he found it from the text window created by the sick ghost. Records of previous treatments for this team.

The treatment records showed that one of the black soldiers was scratched in the waist and abdomen by a zerg a month ago. Although he received timely treatment, he did not rest in peace after the treatment was successful, and was re-arranged to the battlefield.

If ordinary people wouldn't notice such a small comment, only a fool like Zhu Shijiu would find it out and regard it as a hidden danger. Zhu Shijiu seriously suspected that the real cause of the team's defeat last time was the black soldier's mistake.

And just as Zhu Shijiu expected, the sick man didn't pay too much attention. He even thought that Zhu Shijiu was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Because that comment was written by him a month ago. If Zhu Shijiu had raised this point a month ago, he would have been concerned about the physical condition of the black soldier. But a month has passed. Recovery speed shouldn’t be a concern, right?

But the sick man did not rush to refute Zhu Shijiu. After thinking about it for a while, he still insisted on cautious verification and contacted the captain of the team directly through the headset.

"Black soldier number, please report the specific situation of each member of your team! Repeat..."

After some communication, the sick ghost released the headset with a complicated expression and glanced at Zhu Shijiu with unclear meaning.

"……you are right."

He reluctantly said this, and then exchanged this team with a team from the southeastern army.

At this moment, the sick man no longer dared to underestimate this long-famous genius.

As soon as Zhu Shijiu came up, he threw out two tactics that he had already thought about, and then pointed out problems that even he, the commander, had not noticed... How long had Zhu Shijiu been sitting in his seat?

"Abnormal." He muttered in his mind, looking at Zhu Shijiu with a much more serious look.

In order to prevent Zhu Shijiu from pointing out problems that he had not noticed, he carefully checked all his arrangements, and after some thought, he carefully made a few adjustments.

Zhu Shijiu didn't say anything anymore. He just silently updated the tactical arrangement that he had memorized.

Under his surveillance, the third Zerg counterattack in the Liberian theater began.

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