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(To tell you the truth, I found a psychological teacher, and she told me that you may have anxiety and phobias, and you may consult a specialized psychiatrist in the past few days. I should still be saved, right?)

The atmosphere of dead silence is often caused by someone's words and deeds that are too abnormal.

Halfway through the first class.When Ling Yi yelled the report and entered the classroom, the classroom with only one voice echoed immediately fell silent. The old professor who was teaching on the podium gave him a light glance, and his indifferent and polite tone made the atmosphere even more strange.

"Sorry, this is the Department of Tactics, not the Department of Academic Affairs. If you get lost, please go out and turn left, then go straight down the stairs, find Mr. Doorman and ask him to take you to the Department of Academic Affairs. Our school does not allow students to engage in activities during class Therefore, Mr. Doorman will definitely take the most sincere attitude and apologize to the school for accidentally letting in a late student. Am I right, student Ling Yi?"

Educational Affairs Department, this is a traditional department that has been passed down for hundreds of years since the popularization of education. Basically, every educational institution will set up such a department. Groundless accusations, but it has to be said that the nature of this department is equivalent to the courts of the real society.

The three concepts of "justice" and "justice" and "sanctions" have been implemented to the point of despair.

Although it looks a bit miraculous to outsiders, it is said that anyone who enters and then comes out will have a very significant change, such as no longer making some videos that destroy the three views to retaliate against the society, or no longer using What's Wrong With The World's surreal banner recruits freshmen to join inexplicable informal societies.

"According to the Treaty of Wallachia, I have the right to express my position to all countries in the world."

A joke-like remark.

But Ling Yi's expression was very serious.

The eyes were shining with a clear and penetrating light, and the calmness without the slightest joke was enough to make any student who wanted to laugh obediently shut up.

"The Treaty of Wallachia? Before giving you this right, I would like to ask why you think you have that qualification?" The old professor was expressionless, his rock-solid face implying coldness, and his questioning tone was very flat. This unmoved composure is exactly the same as Ling Yi's.

No, it should be the other way around.

Most of Ling Yi's performances are just like the old professor's.

If someone who didn't know was present, they would probably think it was the grandparents fighting against each other.

It's just that under the frozen atmosphere, other students dare not even show their inner thoughts on their faces, let alone express their opinions.

Just because they can't say it doesn't mean Ling Yi can't say it.

"The Treaty of Wallachia was a major turning point in the Third World War. Although it was only a small country's self-protection strategy, it was even more senseless from a political standpoint, but precisely because of this senseless and non-binding treaty , The Principality of Wallachia has successfully continued its life and survived the last battle. Isn't my position now the same as that of Wallachia? Besides, under the attention of the whole world, I don't want to put off my airs and listen to the small country occasionally Is this really alright?" When he said "under the attention of all countries", Ling Yi glanced at the whole class seemingly unintentionally.

(Note: This world view assumes that Romania was disintegrated due to the economic destruction of various countries in the early stage of the war, and Wallachia temporarily became the principality of Duli. Don’t ask why no country manages it. I can only say that there are many reasons, and that’s it.)

The girl with blond hair and ponytail wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction. Ling Yi's move was tantamount to dragging the whole class into the water. As the class monitor, how could she turn a blind eye to it?

The other students didn't have any special reactions, probably because they haven't noticed what Ling Yi said and the nonchalant Yidu.

This is what makes this girl who looks like a fairy in Eastern Europe feel angry.

It's like being taken for an idiot.

It's just that Ling Yi was in control of the conversation, which surprised her very much.

At this time, the old professor narrowed his eyes as if remembering, and said calmly:

"War is the only thing in the world that cannot be judged. Then what is the other one, do you know?"

He threw the question to Ling Yi.

And it was a sudden problem.

Ling Yi couldn't accuse the other party's behavior of not playing cards according to common sense, because there were too many enemies who played cards unreasonably. If accusations could win the victory, then why do we need tactics?

"Sorry, I don't think it's necessary to answer questions with established facts."

Yes, this question already has an answer.

But this answer is only known to the old professor.

So no matter what the answer is, whether it is correct or not is up to him.At least this possibility is far greater than the possibility of Mongolian answer.

"Come in first, I am more interested in your thesis."

Speaking of the thesis, Ling Yi's expression froze, as if he had been poked into the most shameful thing in his mind.

"Report."

"Please say"

"I lost my thesis."

"Do you remember where?"

"...Do not."

"Really? Do you need me to contact the Academic Affairs Department? I think the Academic Affairs Department is willing to help you get it back. Of course, I mean your memory."

"..." The corner of Ling Yi's mouth twitched. He didn't want to go to a place like the Academic Affairs Department even if he was killed.

He took a deep breath, straightened his face and said:

"Sorry, although I don't remember how the damn paper was blown away by the wind, but fortunately I remembered the content. If possible, can I report it to you orally?"

"Although I really want to say that this is not a podium prepared for you, but if you have the confidence to turn this into a podium, I don't mind giving you a chance to try." The old professor raised his eyelids slightly and said lightly Said.

"....thanks."

"You're welcome."

Ling Yi now feels as if he dug a hole for himself, and it's fine if he has to jump. The old professor even dug the hole deeper with a shovel.

However, he did not intend to back down, and had memorized the content of the thesis long before returning to this world.

Even now, it is not difficult to write a copy silently.

It's a bit embarrassing to recite in front of the whole class, but it's good to get used to it.

Wait, this idea is dangerously subtle and must be corrected!

Ling Yi regained his composure, put aside the messy thoughts, and expressed his personal views in the form of discussion around the topic of "in-depth analysis of the Las Vegas battle". Unlike other students, he analyzed the situation from the tactical level Changes and the positions of both sides require considerable professional knowledge accumulation, especially the understanding and application of tactics.

The further down the analysis, the more it reflects Ling Yi's excellence in the field of tactics.

All kinds of arguments and logic have no flaws at all, and people can't help but think that he even participated in that battle.He almost deduced the changes in the situation of the entire battle based on that sudden 'spring tactic', from the overwhelming disadvantage of the U.S. military at the beginning, to the counterattack and an anti-encirclement attack, beautifully annihilating the enemy Although the information on the three armored divisions and a large number of armies is well known, no one knows the detailed process.

That is something that cannot be known to the public. It must be hidden behind the scenes, and used as a handle to make those defeated pay for it.

For this part of the explanation, Ling Yi deliberately prevaricated on the grounds of 'tactical deception'.

Therefore, the content of the entire paper becomes: data records + personal analysis + tactical deception.

"...It can be seen that although tactical deception is a very low-level and monotonous tactic, if it is used properly, it can create a feat similar to the US military's anti-annihilation in this battle. The above is just my personal opinion , please bear with me if something is inappropriate."

Closing the thesis with the regular conclusion, Ling Yi spent 10 minutes reciting the thousand-word thesis.

So, who threw the shock bomb?

Doubts arose in Ling Yi's heart.

He originally thought that as soon as he finished speaking, some students couldn't wait to stand up and slap him in the face, but what's the matter with being so quiet?When did their class become so harmonious?Could it be that a year and a half has passed here?

"Do you have any opinions on Ling Yi's thesis?" The old professor's expression did not change, even though he listened most seriously.

"Report."

Suddenly, someone raised his hand.

The old professor cast a glance at the man, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Student Luo Lian, please tell me."

The girl named Lorian stood up. In fact, she didn't like being called this surname, but as the heir of the Lorian family of the Principality of Wallachia, there was nothing she could do.

Shaking dark blonde shoulder-length hair, her slender figure and sexy body make people think of Barbie dolls, but the beauty of that outstanding face is destroyed by a pair of black-rimmed glasses. I don't know if she did it on purpose .

"I think student Ling Yi's views are too idealistic. Sometimes changes in the battle situation are not due to the deliberate guidance of someone with a heart. Coincidence also accounts for a large part of the factor."

Like her expression, her tone of voice was also cold.

Ling Yi couldn't help but look at her a few more times.That's all.

"No, you guys are like this." The old professor shook his head slightly and then turned to the students in the class, saying in a startling way: "Forget about the tactical layout procedures I taught you before, on the real battlefield, the enemy will not slow you down. Swallow the time to deploy tactics, let alone expect luck to come to you at critical moments. All you can do is to blend into the battlefield like water, find any flaws and loopholes that can be exploited, infiltrate them and turn them into winning opportunities .”

"Since we've talked about the law of victory, I'll just open the skylight and speak honestly. Just now I asked Ling Yi that war is the only thing in the world that cannot be judged. Then what is the other thing? He was right. , this is a question of established fact, and there is no need to answer it, but he has already answered it without knowing it."

Speaking of this, the old professor changed the subject: "I think you will be confused, why is this question so easy to get right? Is Ling Yi lucky? Or is this question itself not difficult? I can be very responsible. Let me tell you responsibly, no matter what you say is right, because this answer is the only one with a common surname.”

The deep brown pupils are full of profound wisdom.

And...the inhuman coldness.

"The answer is very simple, it is people's hearts. Your thoughts come from your heart, which is the greatest embodiment of unpredictability. Whether a battle is won or not depends mostly on hard advantages, in other words, the degree of technological leadership and the strength of generals Personal ability. Although in modern warfare, most people are just cannon fodder, but in a few cases, it is these neglected and superfluous cannon fodder that often perform miracles."

"Therefore, it doesn't matter whether you have a theory of luck or a rigorous and perfect strategy." The old professor glanced at Ling Yi and Luo Li'an each, and then asserted:

"The one who can decide the outcome is actually each of you."

And... the dead.

These words silently caused ripples in the old professor's heart. (To be continued.)