Chapter 341 Analysis, Conjectures on Three Points

Sitting in front of the workbench under the dim light of the desk lamp, Su Mo wrote furiously under the four proposed titles.

The human attack plan does not involve hundreds of countries on Earth as imagined, nor does it involve only the five big gangsters.

The only ones who are truly qualified to know the content of the plan are those with strength.

You said that you have a lot of troops on Earth, a lot of weapons in the warehouse, and even the fifth-generation aircraft have been ordered for import and are about to arrive. When the war starts, the people's combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

Okay, whether you are true or bragging, we can understand.

But there is a prerequisite

Your strength in the wasteland must meet the standard!

If you are in the shelter on the wasteland and are below the threshold set by the plan, then I'm sorry, we can't invite you to join this plan for the time being, nor can we tell you the content of the plan.

If you still want to join this plan, please choose the "big boss" nearby to join.

This is the game rule currently tacitly agreed by all human high-level officials in the wasteland. Even Huaxia did not refute this time and voted in favor.

Of course, the reason for such a game rule is very simple:

The human form of the wasteland is too bad!

There are a total of 197 sovereign countries of all sizes on the earth, and they are divided into four races: black, white, brown and yellow.

When the game is randomly deployed, it is impossible that all the people deployed around you are from your country, and it is impossible that all the people deployed around you are of the same skin color and language.

So when the game provides language translation, in order to let everyone unite the people around them, unite the refugees around them regardless of which country or race they are from.

In order for everyone to survive!

This time, all the officials, headed by the five big gangsters, all those who have the right to speak, are doing one thing, something that no one may have guessed:

Strive to speed up the fading of the concept of "country"! Instead, the name of "refuge" rises!

It sounds a bit incredible, but if you think about it carefully, you can find that this is the inevitable development of the wasteland, and it is also the most correct choice made by mankind under natural disasters.

Of course, if this disaster can be stopped, or give everyone a chance to re-deploy, then the country may come back in a year or two.

But judging from the current situation, in one or two years at most, even "Huaxia" will become a thing of the past.

Walking in the wasteland, the first label on the survivors will be their own refuge.

As for the country, it can only be postponed, just like when you go abroad, you will get closer to people with the same skin color, but if you really want to contact them, you will be very cautious.

"For the current human attack plan, if the shelter wants to know the details of the plan and participate in it, there are four conditions for the qualification of the evaluation"

"First, the population of the shelter to which the participant belongs must reach more than 500 people, and have a defense force of no less than 100 people"

"Second, the shelter must have a victory in a battle with more than 500 enemies killed or two battles with more than 200 enemies killed in external battles"

"Third, the shelter's ships at sea need to pass the evaluation, the evaluation criteria: more than 1,000 people, modern artillery>3, modern thermal weapons>50, ammunition reserves>one thousand-man battle"

"Fourth, official endorsement is required"

This condition is very harsh!

From population, to supplies, to maritime combat power, and finally to credibility guarantee.

The strict four-item review can almost screen out 99% of the shelters, and the remaining 01%, in the form of wasteland, is no more than 50 at most!

In other words, this is a "carnival" that only the elite among the human elite can participate in.

This plan truly reflects the wisdom of mankind. If it weren't for knowing the purpose of the game and the real secrets of this wasteland, even Su Mo could only give a thumbs up.

The plan is very simple, a naked conspiracy. Even if all the contents are known by aliens, it will not affect its performance.

After carefully filling in the blanks under the four titles and reading it silently several times, Su Mo did not choose a person to analyze the plan for any deep meaning.

Instead, he directly opened the game panel and sent a private message invitation to Zhong Qingshu.

Waiting.

As the third outsider to enter the underground shelter since its construction, when Su Mo opened the iron door, Zhong Qingshu was like a curious baby, looking here and there.

However, this curiosity turned into a slight surprise after passing through the corridor on the second floor and going down to the living room on the third floor.

"What's wrong? Are you curious?" Zhong Qingshu still smelled of alcohol. After thinking for a while, Su Mo didn't take the drink, but plugged in the kettle, boiled a pot of hot water, filled a cup and handed it over.

"Thank you"

Taking the cup filled with hot water and putting it in her hand, Zhong Qingshu seemed a little shy, and continued with a slightly red face:

"I'm not curious, I'm shocked! Who would have thought that our strongest man in the wasteland, Su Shen, still lives in such a shabby house"

"You don't know that those people on the world channel are guessing how luxurious your "palace" is!"

Su Mo knew that Zhong Qingshu's words were not meant to be sarcastic or false.

If the third floor of the underground shelter was placed a month ago, it would be a super shelter that everyone envied to the point of green eyes. It was both solid and tough, and it was divided into various functional rooms.

But looking at it today, a month later, there are no painted walls at all, the floor is still dusty despite being cleaned every day, there is only a gym living room decorated with a big clock, and the sofa that dripped from eating in a hurry. Some oil stains.

These things are still the refuges that ordinary refugees long for, but when compared with real large-scale refuges, the gap is widened.

If there is another indoor live broadcast, even if Sumo still cooks the hot pot this time, it will not arouse the envy, jealousy and hatred of most people like the last time.

But despite matching rooms according to prestige, the Underground Vault is a little "outdated."

But he still couldn't change the feeling of intimacy in Sumo's heart as he watched the underground shelter grow from scratch.

Smiling slightly, Sumo slowly shook his head:

"Don't make fun of me. You haven't seen how busy I am this month. When we go to the New World, I will definitely make this house the most luxurious, luxurious and awesome room in the world."

"The underground shelter will also be built into a holy place that everyone in the wasteland will envy. At that time, I will make it a lifelong goal for everyone to enter the underground shelter. Even taking a look at the underground shelter will be a great honor."

"But right now, we haven't reached this moment of stable development yet. Come on, let's live again!"

After hearing Sumo's heroic words, Zhong Qingshu's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have thought from Sumo's words how powerful and developed the underground shelter would be in the future.

But after Sumo took out the book recording the human attack plan, her eyes returned to their usual "wittiness" and the smile on her face disappeared.

"This is?"

"What is recorded above is the attack plan formulated by the high-level humans during the naval battle I told you before."

Even if Sumo hadn't mentioned the current attack plan of the top human beings in advance, Zhong Qingshu had learned a lot by catching glimpses of the situation on the World Channel during this period.

Those participating in this plan are all large super shelters among humans.

Even Dragon Flag, Red Moon, Sword of Dawn, and Polar Bear, four top refuges with over 5,000 people, are also participating.

But of course no one on the World Channel announced what the plan was.

Ordinary people can only guess that this is a super project that only elites will participate in. Just like on earth, it is extremely far away for ordinary people.

At this time, Su Ran suddenly learned that this ordinary book in Sumo's hand actually recorded such important information.

Zhong Qingshu was immediately stunned.

Then her face suddenly became serious, she stood up and took the notebook directly from Somo's hand.

Seeing Zhong Qingshu carefully reviewing the information, Sumo was not in a hurry. He walked to the table pocket on the side of the workbench, took out a handful of green tea and threw it into his hot water cup.

The boiling water instantly activates the aroma of green tea.

Accompanied by the faint bitterness and the fragrance of tea, Somo sat on another chair in the living room and waited quietly.

Different people have different behaviors when analyzing problems. Sumo's behavior is that he will knock on the table involuntarily, listening to the thumping sound before he can calm down.

Zhong Qingshu, on the other hand, knows how to use her fingers to grasp things, and her knuckles turn white when she grasps them. Only in this state can she concentrate on thinking about problems.

After a long while, seeing that the time was almost ten o'clock, Zhong Qingshu frowned, raised her head and muttered: "Suma, is this the simplified version you summarized, right? Can I have a look at the original description? I need it. more information!"

Su Mo nodded: "Okay, as long as you don't spread this thing outside, I will forward it directly to your panel in the game."

This time Zhong Qingshu read quickly, only for five minutes. After she looked at the existing information twice, she stopped.

"The entire wasteland ocean will be divided into 12 war zones. Through ship transfers and large shelters, all humans will be able to enter the appropriate war zones and separate the battles."

"Then win the war zone, help the stalemate war zone, achieve regional division victory, and finally gather human power to counterattack the ocean aliens and land aliens."

"But the plan didn't make it clear why we were confident that we could win the most important theaters 1, 5, and 12."

Seeing Zhong Qingshu expressing the same doubts as himself, Sumo picked up the water glass and took a sip of hot tea.

"This is the reason why this plan dares to be spread, because it has the ability to win without solution, so even if it looks stupid, aliens have to take it."

"After all, if war zones 1, 5, and 12 fail, 80% of the human beings on the ocean will be trapped in a trap. They will be surrounded by aliens and will be killed like pigs!"

"This plan of mankind is to bet against alien races. We bet that we can beat them, and they bet that we cannot win."

Zhong Qingshu: "It's too risky. Maozi's polar bear sanctuary is in the 5th war zone, basically in the center of the entire war zone. If they initiated this crazy battle plan, then the aliens will definitely know about it. As long as they can fight If the entire central war zone is removed, it will be difficult for both 1 and 12 to coordinate to the nearby areas in time. Even if humans can win by then, it will be a miserable victory. Moreover, as long as this battle begins, there will definitely be at least 40% human sacrifices. , even if they don’t know yet that they will sacrifice!”

Sumo nodded: "Yes, so the point to be analyzed now is actually very clear."

Soma's specialty is still motivation and teleology.

In terms of motivation, since there will still be a battle with aliens after going to the New World, it will have to be fought sooner or later, so it is better to choose a comfortable time and plan to fight.

In terms of purpose, the ultimate gain of this plan of mankind may be to get a huge treasure chest and open more things to quickly advance their own technology tree to restore to the civilized era, so as to turn the tables.

Zhong Qingshu is good at position and result theory.

Although the two people's way of thinking about problems overlaps to a certain extent, they can also produce a lot of complementary effects.

"Let's assume that all three war zones in this plan can win, and can help other war zones continue to win the battle as planned, then who has the least risk in this battle?"

"No. 12, no, it's the people in War Zone 12. They are in the shallow sea, and it is easiest to migrate to the New World. If they take a step back, the world will be wide open."

Zhong Qingshu: "Then who has the biggest risk?"

"No. 1, if the battle is lost, War Zone 1 is the most difficult to evacuate, unless they don't want to go to the New World."

Zhong Qingshu nodded: "Then put yourself in this situation. If you are a person in War Zone 1, under what circumstances would you be willing to be the strategic point with the greatest possible risk and fight this battle?"

What situation?

Zhong Qingshu's question was a bit deafening, and Su Mo immediately sat on the stool and thought about it carefully.

Putting himself in their shoes, staying at Point 1 is definitely the most risky. Even if humans are confident of winning, people at Point 1 have to worry about No. 5 and No. 12 running away.

There are only three possibilities for making this decision:

Point 1 is a bait, and the human firepower point is not here at all, or it is used to lure the firepower of the entire alien team, so that other large forces can take the opportunity to escape.

The people at Point 1 have a way to ensure that the others slip away, and they also have a way to get out, so there is no panic at all

Point 1 is actually the safest place, or for some reason, the aliens will not choose to attack here at all, so there is no problem even if it is abandoned.

"Wait, if that's the case"

After making three possibilities, thinking of the wasteland terrain that he had seen in the time ruins using the mountain and sea scroll, a bold possibility rose from Su Mo's heart.

One and a quarter in the middle of the night.

Watching Zhong Qingshu's figure gradually disappear in the night, Su Mo returned to the shelter with all kinds of thoughts.

The harvest tonight is huge.

So big that he only needs to go out to sea and verify it a little to get the real answer.

Of course, being able to summarize these points does not mean that the two of them are smarter than demons. After all, apart from other things, the person who formulated this plan can definitely beat the two of them in terms of IQ and strategy.

But relying on his true understanding of the game and his knowledge of the secrets of the wasteland, Su Mo still adopted a "dimensionality reduction attack" when there was no way to win through fair competition.

After reversing through all the known information, this rogue method has been tried and tested.

"The route of the Tundra Shelter should enter the war zone in War Zone 4, and I will go straight here, and the point of entry should be War Zone 10"

"According to the ratio of 34 horizontal and 34 vertical war zones, it is just a diagonal line, but if I don't want to go directly through War Zone 5, I have to take a detour, but this is not a big problem"

After replying to some messages from Shen Kehuihe, looking at the full schedule, he completed another item, and there were some unexpected gains.

Su Mo returned to the small bed with satisfaction and fell asleep.

And time has also reached the penultimate day of the disaster!