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"If it were a battle like this, William, what method would you use to disrupt the enemy's offensive?"

In a bright room, a gray-haired old scholar was asking William while pointing at a sand tray. On the sand tray were placed three small flags, one blue, one red, and one green, representing "our army", "enemy army" and "the enemy's army". "enemy".

This was William's final assessment. There was originally no test for this item, but after Gelkov saw William's assessment results, after three days of meetings and thinking, he finally passed everyone's consent. Just added.

William frowned, pacing back and forth around the vividly made sand table, constantly thinking about ways to break the situation under siege from both sides.

In addition to William and the old scholar, there were more than a dozen impressive people around the room, and Gelkov was among them.

They stood on the edge without saying a word, waiting for William to think of a way to break the "killing situation" of this crisis.

Tick ​​tock, the old scholar took out the pocket watch from his coat pocket and looked at the time.

William only had 2 minutes, and now 1 minute has passed, and there is only the last minute left.

William's pacing back and forth stopped, and he stood on the side of the sand table, his eyes slightly condensed.

Time passed by second by second. Gelkov held his shoulders with his hands and looked at the hands on his watch from time to time. He looked nervously at William Evans who suddenly stood still.

Since the end of William's first assessment, William's extraordinaryness has become more than just the same as when he was young.

He is really, as Major General Marlowe said, a complete genius.

A genius in learning, a genius in military affairs, a genius in secret service.

There are many, many aspects that can be called geniuses. William Evans is simply the incarnation of God, capable of almost anything.

Gelkov has been conquered by his terrifying talent. His original plan was to test William as an agent, and finally arrange for him to be trained by an underground intelligence agency in the United States.

But after he saw William's super talents in other aspects, he scratched his hair and thought about it for three days, and finally added many tests on a temporary basis, as well as this strategy test, which was said to be an impossible battle.

This is a difficult problem that can stump all talented military strategists. When being besieged by both sides and running out of ammunition and food, in a complex terrain and harsh environment, and in a desperate situation, what method will William use to defeat the enemy? Is the "information" sent?

Gerkov took a deep breath of the dull air, and squeezed hard with his hands on his shoulders.

Most of the people watching around were old scholars who were responsible for testing various projects. This was the first time that the test questions they carefully crafted were answered perfectly, even though they were only talent test questions for people who were not yet in the industry.

They were naturally very surprised that someone could give a perfect answer, so they talked to old friends while eating, and finally everyone knew that William was an all-around genius.

Faced with the last and most difficult strategic issue today, they all chose to come and watch.

The answer to this impossible sandbox has actually been researched a long time ago, and the method is very unorthodox and simple, but there is basically no one who wants to crack it within 2 minutes when seeing it for the first time.

If William can pass the test, they will jointly recommend and send William to a place where he can display his incredible talent.

The old scholar looked at his pocket watch again. There were still 20 seconds until 2 minutes.

William's hand that was holding on to the edge of the sandbox suddenly clapped, and the tangled expression on his face gradually bloomed. He thought of a way to break the situation.

The people around who were always paying attention to William's expression also began to relax, and it seemed that the answer was about to be revealed.

"I've figured it out." William exhaled a breath. No matter which aspect you think about, the sandbox in front of you is a dead end, but it is not really without a glimmer of hope.

Originally, William was thinking based on some tactical ideas that he had just learned recently, but after a period of brainstorming, he suddenly saw a small ant on the sand in the sand table, and he instantly understood that the problem was not in the sand table. Above, but on the real battlefield.

If you think about it from the perspective of a sandbox, then this game cannot be cracked, but the real battlefield is not a sandbox game. He is not playing a sandbox game now, but thinking about a battle from the perspective of a commander.

In fact, there is not much difference between the battle between two human armies and the battle between ants. To win, apart from the number of people, force, the right time, place and people, as well as the heresy and evil deeds,

William is very confident. If someone criticizes the way he speaks out, he can criticize him without hesitation: The battlefield is not a place for playing house on the sandbox. The battlefield is a chaotic place where real blood will bleed and people will die. Those who talk on paper will always be keyboard warriors.

The old scholar had a smile on his face, closed his pocket watch, and asked gently: "So Mr. William, what is your solution to this battle?"

William smiled confidently, and a strong aura spread out from his body.

He pointed directly at the small blue flag representing the team led by William and said: "Put clothes stuffed with vegetation from this river. When the red team searches this place, they will definitely shoot and kill them." Attract the green side as well, and then we will walk from this gap to this position. We have a half probability of passing safely, and a half probability of meeting the enemy, and we will deduce based on the worst guess."

The people around him, including the old scholar who asked the question, looked strange when they heard this, but they did not interrupt William because the real solution was also quite strange.

But the more they listened, the more weird and tangled the expressions on their faces became. Several people wanted to open their mouths to interrupt several times, but in the end they silently closed their mouths.

After William confidently explained the method, everyone began to think and discuss. The method William said was relatively complicated and simple, and it was also very unexpected. To be sure, they needed to deduce it in their minds.

William was not in a hurry and stood there quietly waiting.

After a long time, everyone finished the discussion.

The old scholar in charge of strategy frowned, because the plan William mentioned was divided into more than ten or twenty small steps, which was very messy yet tightly organized.

It's shameful, but it seems reasonable, and all the methods are basically centered around sending the information out.

This seems to be more logical than the method they developed, which is to abandon the wounded, use the wounded to attract attention, and then use several steps to distract attention.

There are also various methods of disgusting enemies with feces and urine, attracting enemies with useless debris, and snow dogs barking like wolves. These are things that no serious person like them would have imagined.

After deducing the way normal people think in their minds, these tricks seemed to be feasible, which made them, a group of old guys, very confused and speechless.

"Mr. William, don't you think what you said is too unreasonable?" Finally, an old scholar couldn't bear it and raised a question.

"No, no, no." William looked at him and shook his head repeatedly, saying: "The battlefield is so unreal. People who have never been on the battlefield cannot understand it. Besides, it is just a deduction on the sand table. If we regard it as the real world, That would be a bit irresponsible, Mr. Modi.”

The old scholar named Modi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. They had indeed never been on the battlefield and did not have much qualifications to speak.

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"Well said." Gelkov suddenly clapped his hands, and a gratified smile appeared on his eternal face. He looked at William as if he was looking at a bright star in the future.

Other old scholars also responded and applauded. Although the plan William mentioned was very strange, it was undeniable that if it was done according to that method, it would indeed be possible to send out the "battle report".

They were finally conquered by William's talent. No one would not appreciate a genius.

Passed all their tests and assessments, got a joint letter of recommendation, no problem at all

All talented talents are discovered and sent to corresponding training institutions after passing tests and assessments. This is a secret intermediary market directly under the jurisdiction of the American government.

For a while, the sound of applause could not be heard, which made William very happy.

This one is not stable yet. I, William Evans, stand upside down and eat daddy.

Fortunately, he had read some strange books in his previous life, and learned all kinds of knowledge in a gag chat group that even a doctoral student could not learn, otherwise he would really not be able to do this test.

With a humble smile on his face, William kept thanking these people who kept saying that it would only take three days, but tortured him for almost a week.

Next, he should be able to participate in the super soldier project.

A co-signed letter was thrust into William's hand, and the car set off to take him away from the testing facility.

In an ordinary black car, there was a young white man with blond hair and blue eyes in the driver's seat. He looked at William through the rearview mirror and was speechless when a man occupied the entire back seat.

The butt is so big, it just passed the test. As for the butt, it looks like this

When the young man thought that William could pass the test and be sent to study there, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

He had also come to this place to take the exam and tried his best to get a recommended spot and enter that school.But his talent is there, no matter how hard he works, he can only enter a less popular espionage department and become an agent hiding underground. Now he can only be reduced to being a driver for others. the point.

And that school gathers the best of America's elites. As long as those who successfully graduate from that place, their future achievements will be as low as a colonel and as high as a four-star lieutenant general.

Looking at William's pride, he was so envious.

William is indeed very proud now, because he has already begun to plan how he will develop after obtaining the super soldier serum. First it will be like this, and finally it will be like that, and then hey hey

The car drove from day to night, and William fell asleep tiredly. A week of high-intensity mental exertion had made him very mentally exhausted.

Even while sleeping, William's dream was still about how he would punch Thanos and kick Thor in the future, with a group of high-tech armed forces behind him, sacking Wakanda, and creating a grand vision of a community with a shared future for mankind.

outside the dream

The car passed the inspection of armed personnel at the gate and entered a group of unremarkable buildings.

On the slowly closing iron door behind the car, a long string of letters was printed: Pugenia Military Academy.

As the car drove in, twelve heavily armed doormen slowly closed the heavy iron door, and bang, the door was closed.