1272: C1272 Three Days and Three Nights

C1272 Three Days and Three Nights

This was also a very good habit of Yang Xuan. As long as it was a war, regardless of the scale, Yang Xuan would focus all his attention on dealing with it.

This was because the battlefield was ever-changing, and unpredictable variables could happen at any time.

Since ancient times, those famous generals with outstanding military exploits and world-shaking power had finally been defeated by a nameless soldier. There were countless examples of them.

Therefore, Yang Xuan understood one thing very well. The greatest threat on the battlefield was never the enemy's blades, swords, and halberds, but underestimating the enemy.

In order to become a top commander, the first thing he had to overcome was the mentality of underestimating the enemy.

There was a saying in the art of war that if you knew yourself and your enemy, you would be able to win a hundred battles in a hundred battles. This saying was a famous saying that even an eighty year old man and a three year old child would know. It was an indisputable truth.

On the eve of battle, understanding of the enemy was of utmost importance.

Not only did he need to understand the enemy's military strength, weapons, and equipment, but he also needed to know the personality, preferences, and styles of every commander of the enemy.

In order to maximize the restoration of these people's personalities, he had to understand all their information to the greatest extent. The greater the amount of information, the higher the degree of restoration, and the more advantageous it would be for the next battle deployment.

Soon, the night passed.

The next morning, the sky was just beginning to brighten. Yang Xuan put down his pen and finally completed his task. After stretching his body, he walked directly to the construction site.

Red Sparrow also did not sleep for the whole night, and cooperated with Yang Xuan to sort out all kinds of information. However, the two of them did not seem to be tired at all.

This was because the two of them were both martial artists. Although Red Sparrow's cultivation was much lower than Yang Xuan's, But to most of the martial artists, it was definitely considered an expert. So let alone staying up all night, it would be fine even if they did not sleep for seven or eight consecutive days.

Yang Xuan's record of not sleeping continuously was not long after he graduated from the training camp.

That time, his team of three thousand people was sent to the east of America to carry out an important battle mission.

That mission was carried out smoothly, and without much effort, they easily eliminated their target.

At that time, Yang Xuan felt that something was wrong, because the entire process was too smooth, so smooth that there were no obstacles.

According to the information he had obtained beforehand, the opponent was definitely not that weak. The only explanation was that there was something else hidden behind this, and there must be something wrong with it.

Yang Xuan was just an ordinary member at that time, so he immediately reported his speculation.

However, the captain at that time did not take Yang Xuan's guess to heart. In his opinion, the reason why the mission was completed so smoothly was because they were powerful.

Yang Xuan still thought that there was something wrong with this place, but the captain did not listen to his opinion and ordered the evacuation according to the original plan.

However, when the team advanced to a depression in the mountain, Yang Xuan's previous guess came true!

The enemy had already set up an iron passage densely packed bag formation here, waiting for them to drill in.

For a moment, the bullets were like a heavy rain, and the cannonballs were like a goddess scattering flowers. The enemy had the terrain advantage and the numerical advantage. Moreover, they were waiting for the enemy to attack, waiting for the enemy to attack.

Even though Yang Xuan's team quickly counterattacked, they did not last long in the face of the huge gap.

In less than three hours, this elite team, which was mainly formed by the graduates of the Three Thousand Training Camps, was killed until corpses littered the ground.

Yang Xuan relied on his powerful combat ability and some of his luck to successfully avoid the rain of bullets.

Under the protection of a few heavily injured teammates, Yang Xuan managed to escape the encirclement of the enemy by a fluke.

At that time, Yang Xuan had completely had the chance to safely retreat to the base camp. Moreover, this defeat had nothing to do with him, and he would not be punished even if he returned to the base camp.

However, Yang Xuan did not choose to return to the base camp.

Instead, he found a safe place to rest and reorganize. Then, he picked up his weapon and resolutely walked in the opposite direction of the retreating route.2

This team of three thousand people, most of them were formed by the fresh graduates of the training camp. Many of them were Yang Xuan's classmates and friends.

During these days in the training camp, they had received training from the demons and had gone through life and death combat tests together.

Although the leader of this team was not a fresh graduate and was somewhat headstrong and self-willed, he treated Yang Xuan and these fresh graduates very well. They had a very deep relationship with each other.

At this moment, the group of teammates who had been alive and kicking just now had all died in battle. His life had been exchanged with the lives of a few of his teammates.

Under such circumstances, if he did nothing and withdrew to live alone, he would not be Yang Xuan.

At that time, although Yang Xuan was still a little immature, he was still a top talent.

He knew that if he fought with his opponent alone, he wouldn't have any chance of winning.

If he wanted to avenge his teammates, he had to use a special combat method!

Even though using this method, the chances of success were very slim, Yang Xuan still did not hesitate.

That night, the enemy held a celebration party because they had wiped out an elite unit. Most of these members were still fresh graduates of the opposing training camp.

Therefore, this battle of annihilation was of great significance to them. It was definitely a great contribution.

Over ten thousand people gathered together that night to drink, eat, and dance.

They would never have thought that the team they wiped out would still have one survivor.

They would never have dreamed that the survivor had quietly hidden around them and was staring at them with a pair of cold and murderous eyes.

Yang Xuan was like a patient beast, hiding in the darkness. He restrained his inner emotions and patiently waited for the best opportunity.

When the atmosphere of the celebration reached its peak, he played a rock and roll song with an especially loud volume and started a ten thousand people bungee jumping.

Yang Xuan's muzzle instantly locked onto the enemy's highest commander. Along with a heavy drum beat node in the earth-shaking rock and roll music, Yang Xuan decisively pulled the trigger.

The bullet did not hit the other party's glabella, but the heart.

It affected the heart. The huge rock music covered the sound of the gun being shot. Night and the dark clothes on the opponent's body made the bullet shoot into the commander's body without a sound.

The enemy's high spirits made them not notice that their commander had fallen to the ground without a sound.

Yang Xuan did not stop there.

This group of people had participated in the ambush. He wanted all of them to pay with blood!

He kept pulling the trigger in the dark night. Enemies in the crowd fell one after another.

When about fifty people fell, it finally alerted the other party. Upon closer inspection, they discovered that their commander and dozens of members were all dead!

This group of people had experienced hundreds of battles, and they immediately rushed to the place where the weapons were placed, wanting to pick up the weapons and take action.

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