Military strategists prize strategy above all. Take these fools, for instance, when it comes to war games, even if you've never seen it, you've likely heard the commander mention them.

Since ancient times, war has never been without simulation. No tactical structure operates in isolation; it's all interconnected—like the previous rescue operation for prisoners of war. It was a disaster, to say the least, but overall, it was a success, right? That wouldn't have been possible without Feng Yi's meticulous planning and simulation.

But just because I've never been exposed to military simulations doesn't mean I'm incapable. As the saying goes, "the times make the hero." Many men who consider themselves exceptional believe they're simply born in the wrong era. As for intelligence, mine is certainly not below average; it's a pity that I haven't had the chance to show my prowess in this area, hence my relegation to the life of a soldier. With my skills, shouldn't I at least be an officer leading a company?

To quote a classic example, two beggars were discussing what the emperor eats—one said he eats buns every day, so many that he can't finish them. The other argued not only does he have more buns than he can eat, but they are also all filled with meat.

Today's our chance—Feng Yi has declared that anyone who can beat him in tactical simulation will not only earn their unit a collective feast, but the soldiers will also perform with added zest.

If you ask Feng Yi, if someone can beat him without ever having tried before, that person truly is a talent. There's no denying it.

Then a soldier boldly stepped forward, his shifty eyes betraying his cleverness, and he really looked the part. This wily fox didn't dive straight into the simulation but instead repeatedly asked about the rules. Rules, always rules—don't the important things warrant asking thrice?

Ding-dong... The battle began, and the formations were quickly drawn. Somehow or other, the wily fox ended up looking more like a pitiful ghost.

The clever ghost of a soldier wasn't satisfied. He wagered 300 push-ups for another round, determined to understand where he went wrong. He lost again, but his confidence only grew.

By now, someone was urging him to step down—it's someone else's turn if you can't beat him. There's only one outhouse, you can't stand in it forever. But the wily fox claimed he'd eat shit—do you dare? Of course, eating shit wasn't to be taken literally. He shouted that he'd do an extra 1000 push-ups as punishment, and the place fell silent... it was pretty much the same as eating shit.

Fortunately, the wily fox found his groove and imitated Feng Yi's tactics impressively, and since he moved first this time, he was sure to win. Sadly, Feng Yi didn't stick to just one trick; he changed his flanking tactics, and the clever fox died a death he couldn't die again... he was not okay at all...

"I... I can still do 3000 push-ups."

"Fuck the push-ups." Someone nearby just kicked him off stage.

These rookies who've never been exposed to tactics stand no chance against Feng Yi. For half a month, Feng Yi holed up in his room studying simulations, practicing every trick in the book from "hitting a cow across the mountain" to "killing two birds with one stone," to "double cart advance." In less than 10 minutes, every brilliant strategy you've heard of—or not—was performed by this guy.

But the fiery warriors never shirk from a challenge. When one falls, more soldiers step up. They approach, each one brimming with spirit and arrogance. Some even bear a wicked grin, but as time ticks by, their smiles turn vile, wishing they could kill Feng Yi with a glare. You get the sense they're dead before the line has even been drawn.

Sooner than later, though, the brothers become autistic; some lose their dreams, some question their life's worth, some turn into dogs, and others lie on the ground like salted fish, unable to rise...

The news that the corps commander was leading a mass gambling event had drawn soldiers from all over. Of most interest were a group of military staff. As the simulation heated up, those responsible for tactical planning crowded around to watch carefully... Some of them were halfway to knowledge from temporary military school, others were graduates from major military academies, transferred from disbanded units with erased numbers.

Seeing this, everyone finally caught on. Some began looking down with a hint of disdain—it turns out the corps commander was just bullying a bunch of noobs.

As the adjutant whispered, John's eyes lit up with sudden realization, glancing at the former as if discerning something, "What, is something not right?"

The adjutant gave a wry smile—Fenny, the beautiful captain who graduated from Alpha Wind Thunder Military Academy, was no stranger to Feng Yi from military school days and was quite familiar with his character. She said, "The corps commander is only using beginner-level tactics for simulation."

John blinked in surprise, "I'm asking you, what's this 'Xiao Bai' you're talking about?"

The adjutant arched an eyebrow and explained, "The tactics General Feng is using now are nothing but a facade, good enough to fool them. It's like playing chess or a turn-based game: you move once, I move once; you chop me, I stab you—it's just like the pace of a turn-based game. But a real simulation match isn't as simple as what we see now. Take the general and the major, for example: they might seem evenly matched, but it's really just the rhythm of a turn-based game. A real battlefield wouldn't afford us any waiting time."

Indeed, having a keen eye that can see the whole picture is an essential quality for a good commander—thinking outside the box, integrating the mind with the hands. Tactical simulation isn't only about what's going on in the brain, executing orders with both hands is a critical part, and making dynamic adjustments based on the evolving battlefield is crucial. This is what the corps commander often says, and while John was able to spot some variations in Feng Yi's moves, he couldn't see through them completely and thus observed more carefully...

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