My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 315 The Book of War
At the same time, east of the town, there is a mountain depression full of gravel.

A 15-man armed squad dressed as a government army is resting.

Except for the three guards, everyone was sleeping on the ground, but the guns in their hands never left their bodies.

"team leader!"

Chu Tian opened his eyes and subconsciously grasped the automatic rifle in his hand.

"Captain! An urgent message has been sent from above!" In the darkness, a team member whispered.

"Say!"

"According to the latest information we have obtained, our target is currently stationed in the town of Harasta in the west."

Chu Tian was refreshed when he heard the words.

"The town of Harasta? It's only over an hour away from us. Wake everyone up and set off immediately!"

……

Two hours later, under the cover of night, fifteen members of the special operations team of the dragon hunting team arrived at the outskirts of the town.

From here, you can look at the lights in the center of the town.

"The number of people is really quite a lot. Looking at the vehicles and scope of activities, there are at least 150 armed personnel here."

Chu Tian carefully observed the enemy's camp with a military telescope.

With his rich experience, he quickly judged the approximate size of the team.

"150 people?!" The team members next to him were startled.

"Didn't the intelligence say that the other party only had 80 to [-] people? Why did it double all of a sudden?"

"There is no constant intelligence. I guess it should be that they have absorbed the recently fled rebels and expanded their manpower."

"Then what should we do? The opponent has more than ten times the number of us, do we need to ask for reinforcements?"

Chu Tian thought for a while and shook his head. "That's too late."

"According to the other party's usual rules of action, they will never stay in one place for more than a day, that is to say, the other party will definitely set out to evacuate tomorrow morning.

According to the opponent's previous marching route, I analyzed that they probably wanted to flee westward and enter the fence.

Even if it is not, once the opponent withdraws to the rear area controlled by the rebels for rest, the risk factor for our small group of troops to infiltrate will increase sharply.

In other words, the further back you start, the higher the risk.

So... we only have one chance! "

"Captain, you mean to fight today?"

"Hmm! Hit!"

Chu Tianyi is bold and decisive.

"Hey! It's been a long time since I encountered such an exciting battle. Captain, how do you fight?"

Facing an enemy ten times stronger, the team members around them showed no fear, instead, they were eager to try.

"Under the gap in numbers, fighting during the day will only be more unfavorable to us.

Therefore, night attack is our best choice!

Even if the night attack fails, we can temporarily retreat under the cover of night...

Xiaoliu, you take two people and approach from the southeast corner of the town, first clear out the nearest checkpoint, snipers pay attention to possible secret checkpoints...

Siberian tiger, once the infiltration operation is exposed, immediately destroy the opponent's heavy firepower, and Xiao Hei is responsible for observing and covering..."

……

Meng's courtyard.

"Tsk! Student Yan Weiwei, where can I find a place to post it? The back of my head is almost covered..."

Holding a piece of paper, Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei, who had only two eyes exposed in front of her and was pasted like a soul-calling banner. There was really nowhere to start.

The nightlife in the countryside is scarce, and the infrastructure in the village is not well developed. If you walk out of the house a few tens of meters, you can't see your fingers.

So Yan Weiwei, who suffered a disastrous defeat today, desperately proposed to continue fighting the landlord.

And it's the kind of punishment...

And then...she was plastered.

"Ah~ that's too much! Just forget about it, why can't I even beat Xiaoyu!"

Yan Weiwei said madly.

At this time, everyone's faces were covered with more or less notes. Apart from Yan Weiwei's horrible appearance, Lin Haitang and Meng Lang also had seven or eight notes on their faces.

On the contrary, Xiao Yu, who just learned it today, has the fewest notes on her face.

"Hee hee!" Xiao Yu shook the note on his forehead, "Because this game is very simple!"

Meng Lang glanced at Xiao Yu.

If you lose to us, you may lose to experience, and if you lose to Xiaoyu, it is purely because you lose to IQ...

Even he had to marvel at Xiaoyu's memory and quick understanding of the game.

It's just an afternoon of adaptation time, and he has already learned how to count cards!
With good physical strength and high IQ, it seems that there is never anything she is not good at.

After staying with Xiao Yu for a long time, Meng Lang felt more and more.

Compared to herself, Xiao Yu seems to be more like a "savior template"...

"Okay, Weiwei, it's getting late, let's stop here today." Lin Haitang shook her head helplessly and said.

"No way! If you win, you will leave. Let's fight until dawn!"

Meng Lang rolled his eyes, got up and patted Xiao Yu's head.

"If you don't sleep, Xiao Yu will still sleep!
Now is the critical time for children's intellectual development. Only by ensuring sleep can they grow up healthily. Experts have said that elementary school students should sleep at least 10 hours a day.

In a small way, this matter is related to Xiao Yu's personal healthy growth, and in a big way, it is a major event related to the future of a community with a shared future for mankind! "

"Hmph! If you don't play, don't play. What kind of community with a shared future for mankind is involved... Oh! If I fight against a landlord, will it hinder the development of mankind?"

Yan Weiwei pouted.

Um!correct!

"Cough! Then everyone should go to bed early! I'll sleep in the next room. If you have anything to do, come and find me."

"Well! Good night, uncle!"

It wasn't until Meng Lang left that Lin Haitang touched his face strangely.

Go to bed early, go to bed early, why were you looking at me just now?
Didn't the note on my face get cleaned up?

……

"Hey! It seems to be going back to the house to rest!"

Downstairs, Yang Hui had been listening to the commotion upstairs, and saw that the noises of the people playing around gradually disappeared, so she stabbed Lao Meng's arm.

"Rest when you rest, it's like listening to the corner of the wall." Lao Meng was playing matchmaker, and he replied casually.

"Go!" Yang Hui gave him a blank look, and couldn't help but said in distress.

"You said Xiaolang, bring one back, don't we understand what it means? He just brought two, and they seem to have a good relationship.

And let me help him see which one is interesting to him?How can I see this! "

Lao Meng raised his head and glanced at his wife, "Let them handle the young people's affairs by themselves, so don't meddle in it. Let me tell you, the water here is deep!"

"Huh? Listening to this, you seem to know something?" Yang Hui stared at Lao Meng suspiciously.

"Cough! All I know is that Weiwei's family is definitely not simple!" Lao Meng approached mysteriously and said.

"Do you know how old the bottle of Moutai was? The market price... is at least enough for our family's expenses for a year. I was so scared that I didn't dare to drink more!"

"What? So expensive?" Yang Hui was startled, and then thought about it.

"That's right! No wonder Weiwei looked a little flustered when she helped out just now, she really doesn't look like someone who does housework often."

As if thinking of something again, she suddenly stared at Lao Meng.

"Hey, hey! Don't you see money in your eyes, and you fancy people with money?"

Lao Meng rolled his eyes, "It's not my turn to see Qian Qian, tell your son!"

"Hmm...Although Weiwei is also very good, but Haitang looks more like someone who knows how to live, is a lawyer, and is motivated at work..."

Yang Hui suddenly fell into the trouble of happiness, and his face was a little tangled.

"Hey! Help me as a staff officer, which one of them is better?"

"What kind of staff is a staff officer! Anyway, whichever one you choose, my old Meng family will not lose money! Hehe!"

Um!It seems... is this really the case?

Yang Hui also laughed.

So she quickly let go of the worries about who to choose, and began to think about how to make people stay at home for two more days and make a good assist.

Um!By the way, enjoy the fun of bringing a daughter.

That little girl Xiao Yu is so attractive...

but……

"I always feel as if I've seen it somewhere..."

……

Room on the second floor.

After Meng Lang closed the door, he hesitated for a long time...

So this door... am I the lock?Or is it not locked?
Although according to the description of "Little Love Song", the exact time of "after the evening of the appointment" should be the day after returning home.

At least there must be a "finger interlocking" high-sweet scene...

But now the future has been disrupted by himself, what if Lin Haitang changes his mind and goes straight to the point?

well!let it go……

After all, I usually sleep without locking the door...

Time passed little by little, until there was silence all around, only the chirping of insects, and I couldn't fall asleep!

"Ugh!"

Simply get up and turn on the desk lamp.

The time zone difference between Damascus and Huaguo is about 5 hours. Calculate the time, the battle there is about to start...

Whether it's the battlefield or the field of love, at this moment, he urgently needs his brothers to use their rich experience and life experience to help him give advice...

He takes out the book.

On the slightly yellowed cover, four simple and vigorous seal characters appeared vividly on the paper——

"Mencius Art of War"!
Ok……

The corner of Meng Lang's mouth twitched.

All right!I asked you to give it to the staff and staff, and didn't ask you to directly publish a military book...

There was "Mengshi Chunqiu" before, and "Mengzi's Art of War" later. Do you want all the celebrities in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods to have the surname Meng?
I just hope that the title of such a "tall" book won't be "fake big empty"...

Meng Lang complained to himself while slowly turning the pages of the book.

[The method of using troops is not relying on them not coming, relying on what I have to wait for them; not relying on them not to attack, relying on what I have not to attack...]

(End of this chapter)