Richard swallowed and resumed the simulation process: "If I follow what she said at the time and push the backup right flank directly…"
Under his command, the blue team's right flank on the sand table instantly turned into a raging torrent, relentlessly pushing toward the red team's supply line that had just seemed impenetrable but was actually empty.
Meanwhile, Andre was urgently deploying the nearest troops for interception as he continued: "Under this premise, if you have identified the location of my command center, while I remain unaware…"
"This is what would happen."
Richard, inputting commands at a dazzling speed, kept a firm eye on his side's right flank that had completely severed one of the red team's main supply lines, directing the blue arrowhead straight toward a certain direction.
"Cannot stop it."
