At this moment, Gu Lingling was also sweating nervously.
The battle between the Red and Blue teams had reached a fever pitch, and even the senior officers only had a few hurried bites of lunch before stopping.
Gu Lingling had lost her appetite as well.
She still didnāt know that Yang Yunhai was participating in the exercise here, nor did she know he was the commander of the Red team.
Su Changsheng hadnāt told her.
He was afraid sheād worry unnecessarily.
"Report, Chief, the Red team suddenly lost all communication." At this moment, a communications soldier ran in and reported.
"Lost communication?" Mr. Qian asked, "Where did we lose contact?"
A group of people gathered around the map, and the communications soldier pointed to several locations on the map.
"What on earth is the Red team up to?" while the front was engaged in battle, the rear had lost all messages? And this battle is so confusing.
Could it be that these soldiers only know brute force?
Mr. Qian squinted at the map; no, he wasnāt the type who only knew brute force. This kid must be plotting something elsewhere.
Thinking this, Mr. Qian calmed down.
He leaned back in his chair and began to rest his eyes.
The real battle is at night, so itās best to conserve energy for now.
Everyone: "..."
Whatās happening with the old chief?
Has he forgotten the purpose of this exercise?
Su Changshengās mouth curved slightly upwards.
Before, he only knew one of the teams in the Red and Blue confrontation was led by Yang Yunhai, but didnāt know whether he was in charge of the Blue team or the Red team?
Now it seems, Yang Yunhai is likely in charge of the mysterious and ever-changing Red team.
This rascal, what is he up to?
But seeing Mr. Qianās calm demeanor, it seems there arenāt any major problems.
If Mr. Qian knew what Su Changsheng was thinking, heād definitely say he was overthinking.
As night fell, the contest seemed to approach a white-hot state, with reports from the frontlines coming in periodically.
Gu Lingling had finished all the translations she needed to do, and now she quietly sat aside, occasionally pouring water for the senior officers and staying quietly by the side.
Incredibly obedient.
The sky was getting darker.
"Report." A communication warrior ran in, saluted, and said, "Latest situation: Red team has occupied Blue teamās left-wing point A."
Huh?
When did that happen?
Just now the Red team was retreating step by step, how did it suddenly reverse?
Mr. Qian nodded, looked at the map, and then pointed to another place.
"Chief, do you mean that the Red team will appear here soon?" Someone immediately speculated, "That shouldnāt be possible, right?" Itās almost impossible for them to occupy that place without being discovered by the Blue team in such a short time.
Mr. Qianās mouth curved slightly upwards.
Impossible?
Whatever Yang Yunhai intends to do, thereās nothing he canāt accomplish.
This rascal dared to go there.
"Report." At this moment, another communications officer ran in, "Blue teamās C area has been occupied by Red team."
C area?
This... how is that possible?
The person who spoke earlier was very surprised.
How is it impossible?
Itās only C area, the rascal must want more than just that. If heās put in so much effort to plan, creating so many smokescreens, if his ambition is limited to just this, then he wouldnāt be Yang Yunhai.