Chapter 1282 Richard Lane’s Exclusive Interview [Continued]
“A simple L-shaped formation.”
Richard laughed dryly and said lightly: “The one on the left, It cuts off the connection between our position and the friendly forces, and the horizontal line at the bottom blocks Lamorlock's position that is so empty that it is almost broken by a touch."
Miranda frowned and moved. He flipped forward a few pages of the notebook in his hand and frowned: "I bought a preliminary map of the game from the Wanderer Hotel. According to the situation recorded above, if Lamorlock did give up his Position, exporting most of his troops to the central area of the battlefield, the situation looks like...well..."
"An overwhelming disadvantage?"
Richard laughed, nodded slightly and said: "Yes, that's the fact. Young lady, you have very keen observation, very clear thinking, and a good view of the overall situation. To be honest...compared to reporters, I think you You can definitely consider the military path."
Miranda stuck out her tongue and whispered coyly: "I have considered it, but I am afraid of hardship and have poor ability to withstand pressure, so..."< br>
“Haha, yes In terms of ability to withstand pressure, no one at the top of the coalition forces at that time was worse than that guy Hei Fan. According to Ms. Theresa... after leaving the command room, he was not as good as our military god."
Li. Cha made a face and then That is, his face suddenly became a little stiff: "Of course, the prerequisite for saying that Hei Fan is in a bad state of mind is that His Highness Wangyu is not involved, otherwise...sigh."
He rubbed his cheeks with lingering fear, his face Somewhat blue.
Miranda opened her mouth, obviously wanting to ask something off-topic, something that could be read as tidbits, but she finally suppressed her desire, turned to look at the balcony, and changed the topic rationally: " Therefore, Lamorlock's decision at that time seemed unwise at a macro level, and could even be said to be a serious mistake."
"Haha, Barty and I have studied this issue before."< br>
Richard smiled, leaned forward slightly and glanced at the booklet in Miranda's hand: "Want to know the results?"
Miranda nodded immediately.
“That was not a mistake, because the prerequisite for a mistake is ‘unintentional’, but Lamorlock’s behavior was ‘intentional’, 100% intentional.”
Richard yawned a little tiredly, and his sharp eyes gradually became cloudy: "Of course, as you said, from a macro perspective, Lamorlock's decision was certainly not wise enough, but the problem is, at that time, In that game, the combat goal of both players was to 'defend our own position'. In other words..."
Miranda looked down at the notebook in her hand and murmured: " In other words, for Lamorlock, the real victory condition has nothing to do with whether the blue team wins or loses. As far as that game is concerned, it is enough to defeat Mr. Richard's position."
"Yes."
Richard narrowed his eyes slightly and sighed: "While Lamorlock blocked my position and intercepted my scouts, he gave them to the blue team in batches. The forward command sent three sets of false battle reports. When he failed to grasp any specific information, he lied about the roundabout position of our main force. In the process, he opened several gaps and forcibly removed us. The high ground has become a strategic point."
Miranda stopped writing in shock and stared blankly at the old man in front of him as if he was sleeping: "False battle report... lied about the location of the main force? This..."
"If it weren't for a simulated confrontation, the consequence of this would be that even if the blue team eventually wins the battle, Lamorlock will be sent to a military court for trial. Even in a simulated confrontation, this kind of operation will make him A large number of extra points were deducted after the results of the game were determined."
Richard smiled lazily and said softly: "But so what? He won't really be sent to a military court. Because that game ended immediately after my position was completely lost, he also didn’t care about being deducted a lot of points, because no matter what, his score would never be lower than mine if he achieved the strategic goal.”
"What's the point of this?!"
Miranda gritted her silver teeth and frowned and said: "Why would he do this? Obviously...I'm sorry, Mr. Richard, but just like As you said, even if he competes in a normal way, he still has a high probability of winning, right?"
Richard smiled kindly and winked at Miranda, who had a tight face. : "You are such a considerate child. Well, as you said, it doesn't matter even if he doesn't choose such an extreme method. As long as Lamorlock is willing, he can kill me cleanly, and as far as I know You know, he is not the kind of person who would do anything specifically for the effect of the show.”
Miranda didn't answer, just nodded slightly.
“Let’s get straight to the conclusion. Under the guidance of Lamorlock, the blue team, which received wrong intelligence, chose to advance directly. However, my direct troops who had just completed the transformation of their positions at that time were isolated for a long time because of the intelligence. , morale almost dropped to freezing point, So it can be said that it broke at the first touch."
Richard poured himself a third cocktail, ignoring the two cold eyes on the balcony, and grinned at Miranda: "More. It’s not like there are no details, such as how Lamorlock drilled [Baizhan Six Type] ] Loopholes, such as the blue side who received false information will probably lose the war in the end, etc. Of course I can tell you this, but..."
Miranda subconsciously added: " Just what?”
Li Chayi He smiled meaningfully, paused for a long time, and then said: "It's just that as far as I know, Yali News is not a newspaper for military enthusiasts. I think in the eyes of your readers, there are many things better than other newspapers." This kind of professional knowledge is more attractive.”
Miranda swallowed nervously, her face flushed with excitement. If she guessed correctly, Richard seemed to be planning to tell her some useful information!
What readers are really interested in!
"Okay, I won't be too pretentious. I respect your cuteness and thoughtfulness."
Richard raised his glass to Miranda and took a sip. It actually didn't contain much alcohol. content of the drink, leisurely said: "Listen carefully, maybe many people don't know, but I know very well that the reason why Lamorlock played like that in that game has only one fundamental purpose, and that is to show respect to the person he was at that time. The seed player Hei Fan demonstrated and challenged him."
Miranda's pupils were shocked and she exclaimed: "What!"
"That's right. In fact, for Lamorlock, it doesn't matter who his opponent is in the second round. He has already made up his mind to do that."
Richard nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice. : "To explain it simply, in the second round of the [War League], no matter who he met, he was destined to use 'two-way utilization' with that guy Hei Fan's signature tactic-'Hundred-Step Style' Calculation' wins the game for the core."
"Two-way utilization...hundred-step calculation..."
Miranda muttered a few words in a daze, and then suddenly said. : "So that's it! Lamorlock is replicating the fighting style of His Excellency the God of War! He knew then that the battle in Sumir was commanded by His Excellency the God of War!"
Richard to Milan Da cast an approving look and continued: "Besides that, Lamorlock also showed a style of his own."
"What is it?"
"The end justifies the means."
"Yeah, then what!"
"No more."
"Huh?"
"Haha, I know this is quite vulgar, but you must know that the 'means' that a person of Lamorlock's level can think of and use are terrible, very, very terrible."
Richard will He drank all the cocktail in the glass and said in a deep voice: "Although it was just a deduction, for his own victory, he even did not hesitate to involve the entire blue team. This is enough to prove a lot of things."
< br>Miranda Finale Yu couldn't keep up with the train of thought and said honestly: "I don't understand."
"Let's put it another way."
Richard smiled, raised his eyebrows and said: "Of course. When such a person is not a mid-level commander of a virtual force in the simulation sandbox, but a commander-in-chief with countless armies and supreme authority, how terrifying will he become? What kind of pressure will his opponents bear? ”
Miranda shuddered and said honestly with a pale face: "I...I can't imagine it, but just letting me be brought into Lamorlock's opponent's seat makes me want to die."
"It's normal. Barty and I have wanted to die countless times, but as What I just said...no, it was actually said by the ANBU chief."
While gently rubbing his heart, Richard showed a proud smile: "We can't afford to die. , we are not qualified to die, we do not deserve to die, because we are For powerful people, it is an honor for others to die, but for us to die is to escape, just to stick our heads in our own assholes, what the hell is that!”
Miranda smiled sarcastically: "I always feel that it is indeed a sentence very styled by that adult. Well..."
At this moment, Richard's wife named Hess suddenly walked out of the balcony. She first glared coldly at the wine bottle in front of the old man, and then shook it lightly. After saying "I'm going to buy bread from Aunt Daisy's house", I left directly.
A second later, the old man and the young man who were left in the house breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.
Then——
"Mr. Richard!"
Miranda shouted sweetly. "I know, I know..."
Richard smiled bitterly, then opened the drawer under the table with some difficulty, took out a silver badge from it, and threw it to the girl in front of him.
Miranda subconsciously caught the exquisite badge: "Eh!?"
"Take this, go to the Wanderer Hotel in the Nightless District of the Free City, and look for it there. The boss borrowed the seventh volume of the "True Black History Series", which contains things you want to know."
Richard pointed to the badge in Miranda's hand and interrupted the latter who was hesitating to speak: "Don't worry, as long as you carry this badge, Miss Liumu will not charge you any money. I said hello to her in advance."
"This...this is from when you were in the Grand Alliance Army..."
Miranda looked down at the badge in her hand in disbelief and exclaimed: "I can't have it!"
"Who said I gave it to you..."
Richard turned it over Rolling his eyes, he said dryly: "Give her to Liu Mu, she will smoke Kong brought it to me."
Miranda nodded stupidly: "Oh."
"Oh, actually there is nothing to gossip about, except for the beating. Nothing to lose.”
Richard sighed and said helplessly: "I really don't know why everyone is so interested in the trivial things when we were young."
Miranda smiled coquettishly, not embarrassed to speak, and just collected it carefully. He picked up the badge and then said with a solemn expression: "What are you going to ask me to do?"
"What a smart boy."
Richard raised two fingers and shook them gently Shaked, smiled and said: "Two things."
Miranda nodded vigorously: "You say."
"First thing."
Richard sat comfortably on the chair and asked Miranda, who was holding a teacup and sipping it because she was a little nervous, "What color are you?"
“Pfft!”
Miranda choked out a mouthful of tea at that time. She stared wide-eyed and gasped for a long time before finally saying: “You...how could you...”
"Just a casual question."
Richard smiled calmly and waved his hand generously: "It doesn't matter if you don't answer."
Miranda raised her eyes: "You obviously already know it!"
" Even if I don’t know..."
Richard shrugged innocently Shrugging, he spread his hands and said, "You will know after you squirted the tea just now."
Miranda glanced down at the water stains on the table with a black line on her face, and took out a square handkerchief and silently said Wiping it, he replied helplessly: "Five of spades."
"Tsk tsk, it turns out you're not specializing in intelligence. I thought you had to be Zhang Fangpian."
Li Cha smacked his lips and asked curiously: "What kind of reporter do you think you are?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Richard."
Miranda rolled her eyes and said angrily: "My first identity is a twenty-three-year-old single young girl, and my second identity is She is the ace reporter of the Free City Branch of "Yali News". Her third identity is a good and filial daughter to her parents, her fourth identity is a beautiful girl military enthusiast, and finally she is the Five of Spades in the [Harlequin Card]."
"I thought I heard two 'beautiful girls' just now."
"Is there any problem?"
"Uh, it's okay...then if the Harlequin card conflicts with the newspaper's mission..."
"The newspaper."
"What if? It conflicts with your spare time..."
"I will definitely go home to spend time with my parents on weekends, and other time will be counted separately."
"When did that organization change to this style?"
"In fact, [Harlequin Card] has had this style from the day it was established. Our organizational structure is definitely more loose than you can imagine. "
"Then can you tell me the reason for your continued existence?"
"Monitoring and protection"
"Who?"
"No comment."
"Okay..."
Li Cha sighed deeply and said helplessly: "So your job as a reporter... uh... is just simple Reporter work?”
Miranda nodded and added: “Maybe it’s also my personal gossip feelings.”
Richard: “…”
"So."
Miranda coughed slightly, returned to the energetic 'twenty-three-year-old single and beautiful girl reporter' style, and asked: "The second thing is What?"
"Well, I want you...to be precise, I want you, Yali News, to help clarify something."
"Clarify what you said back then? Your Highness, Wangyu, doesn’t have any ideas?”
“No, actually I did have some ideas back then. Although it lasted for a few days, it disappeared, but it was not that matter...”
"That is?"
"It's my wife, Hess."
"Eh?"
Chapter 1,275: The End
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