Feng Yi learned his lesson this time, not only did his three sub-bases develop systematically, but he also didn't stop advancing his technological prowess; he intensified the construction of barracks and soon produced a pair of Zealot soldiers. While such military forces were not strong enough to contend with his opponent, as he had missed the optimal time for a military surge, you shouldn't underestimate Feng Yi's cockroach-like resilience. As a result, he and the computer player danced around each other for quite a while. Even with insufficient troops, by the time the computer had built its entire fleet, it still couldn't completely annihilate him, since Feng Yi was simultaneously pushing back against the computer's base with relentless attacks.

Feng Yi's tactics were very skillful; instead of positioning himself at the enemy's entrance, he used transporters to move long-range weapons to the rear of the enemy's mining area and then set up his artillery for sniping mode.

In that position, except for the long-range weapons, no one could touch you.

The computer had to destroy the interceptive roadblocks Feng Yi had set up if it wanted to maneuver to the rear of the mining area to strike him, and while your forces were busy attacking the roadblocks, they would also be bombarded mercilessly by his artillery. However, you could also opt for an airdrop, depositing troops right beside him, but that sly bastard had the small area blocked up so tightly; not to mention air-dropping, there wasn't even room to land.

The result was the computer's transporters circling overhead several times without finding a spot to airdrop, only to be shot down successively by the Valkyrie's surface-to-air missiles.

To save its base, the computer's fleet had no choice but to return a second time. They did manage to destroy it, but only after suffering heavy losses, because during the time the computer was saving its home, Feng Yi had already developed more Valkyrie missiles and was lying in wait for it.

The battle lasted a whole hour and a half. Under conditions where defeating the adversary seemed almost impossible, Feng Yi somehow managed to drag out his survival and eventually wore down and beat the computer in this fight.

Of course, this was only on a normal difficulty level. He achieved this without proper understanding of the battle situation; if it were a 1V2, 1V3, or even more, Feng Yi admitted that he had no chance of winning, or rather, it would be very, very difficult.

Feng Yi spent a morning trying out all races, then brought John and a group of military advisors to watch a computer vs. computer match.

John and the advisors were puzzled; they didn't understand why the legion commander wanted them to watch these games. Warfare isn't as simple as playing games.

But Feng Yi, with his chin propped up, watched with great interest, constantly posing questions to the others, "Look, is this an encounter battle?"

People nodded in unison...

"How about this, what if we put the upgraded soldiers at the front of the formation, and the non-upgraded ones at the rear? Would that be more effective?"

People, puzzled, nodded in unison again... Whether it made sense or not, they just nodded along with the legion commander. After all, everyone was somewhat baffled. These were just data; switching the order of upgraded and non-upgraded soldiers wouldn't change the outcome. It's like 1+2=3, but so does 2+1.

"What if I didn't mix the upgraded with the non-upgraded soldiers? Would I get a result where 1.5+1.5＞3?"

Now, people's minds were really starting to get taxed. Anyone asked back and forth about such things would likely go insane, and you couldn't decline to answer. In truth, nobody discerned any difference.

Unable to see any difference or understand what was happening, Feng Yi slammed the table in frustration, ordering John and the military advisors to get familiar with StarCraft within the next few days.

The crowd was stunned for a while... What was the legion commander up to? As it appealed to the people, they decided to go along with it.

At first, it was just John and a bunch of staff officers who sat in front of training computers during their free time to play StarCraft on the local area network. Seeing them play, Wolf Head and Gunpowder Barrel also joined one after another.

To tell the truth, Gunpowder Barrel couldn't make heads or tails of these things, but since Wolf Head was into it, he couldn't be left behind. To use the old commander's words, don't ask us how we do it, just fuck around with it and that's all.

A real-time strategy game called StarCraft, in just a day and a half, had quickly spread among the officers and soldiers... In the Inferno Legion now, you could often see John sneak away from his busy schedule to the training and combat room to play StarCraft with a bunch of legion staff officers, with quite a few officers standing by watching. Some soldiers hadn't even warmed their seats before being taken away; according to the leaders, what were the newbies doing playing strategy games, go practice on the Mechas instead.

Some lower-ranking legions also wanted a spot, but got their machines commandeered by higher-ranked officers under various pretexts. It was often captains taking from lieutenants, lieutenants from second lieutenants, second lieutenants looking for sergeants for battles, and the sergeants wanted to snatch too. Looking up, one could find no one else but old soldiers and new soldiers to seize from, of course, there was also a squad leader standing by, who, seeing no one else seizing the spot, would reluctantly make way, cussing under his breath. The senior officers didn't mind and just happily took their seats.

At the same time, Feng Yi was also holed up in his room, working in isolation. Unlike the yearning military staff, Feng Yi believed this was a battlefield for one man alone, a battle without communication or interaction; everything depended on understanding by oneself. To put it in one phrase, it was simply about doing without saying a word.

Of course, the daily work of the soldiers was still mainly focused on training, as usual; physical training was unchanged. They would only go to the combat bar to play a few rounds with others during their leisure or rest periods. Aside from Mecha training, it seemed they had developed a new interest—playing StarCraft.

Feng Yi's original intention was to have the combat staff officers discern certain things within the game of StarCraft, aiming for maximal combat efficiency. Relying on mere basic tactical command was far from enough; leveraging the combat skills of elite personnel, reducing the ratio of soldiers' casualties, preserving combat forces for sustained warfare, was the message he wanted to convey to those junior officers. However, he suddenly realized that his own thinking might still be too abstract.

Because if you want someone to perceive something through the game, first and foremost, you have to get them to understand the game itself. StarCraft, which Feng Yi had collected from the internet, was the most strategically significant real-time strategy game he found. Although the game itself was complicated to operate, difficult to master, with a fast pace and strict timing, yet it was the closest to a real war, acting like a textbook for micro-warfare.

Who would have known that this command would instantly spark a StarCraft craze throughout the entire Inferno Fleet.

Feng Yi was quite helpless about this, although he thought it wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it wasn't particularly meaningful for most soldiers. The key question was what the commanders could learn from it. To talk about the bullshit knowledge from military academy textbooks, they all knew it well. Watching military strategy books frequently, Feng Yi could also recite the rules and regulations, but the problem was that many bullshit theories were not only useless in the real battlefield, they could even get you killed.

So-called experts were mostly just a group of theorists fabricating nonsense out of thin air, like some experts claiming that if your body is ignited with gasoline, you shouldn't jump into the water. Then what, should you just wait to be burned to death? The survival probability of an old soldier on the battlefield definitely far exceeds that of ten experts. For some officers who had never experienced the battlefield firsthand, it was very necessary to learn tactical knowledge from various aspects—tactics are not just in textbooks, being able to apply knowledge flexibly and practically is the key.

The day was drawing near when the transport ships would traverse through the Devil star clusters. On this afternoon, a bored Feng Yi exceptionally decided to go to the combat room to see everyone's tactical progress over this period, of course, he had not been idle lately either. Reflecting on the macro-scale advantages and disadvantages gleaned from StarCraft was only part of it; Feng Yi had also grasped quite a few tactical principles.

The others had always kept quiet about this, but deep down they were all secretly waiting for the legion commander to come up and challenge them. Today unexpectedly, he really did come, and when John and the other staff officers heard that the legion commander had arrived at the combat room, their eyes lit up without reason. They dropped their work and ran to the combat room.

"Have you heard? The legion commander has issued a challenge to everyone again."

"No wonder those bastards are running to the combat bar, let's go take a look too."

The soldiers on deck received the news and also swarmed towards that direction in groups...

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