"No, it's indeed wrong."
Yvonne shook her head. The more she thought about it, the colder she felt.
"We shouldn't have sent people to investigate."
Yvonne suddenly raised her head and looked at the scarred man.
What did that mean?
For the first time, the scarred man felt that his IQ was too low. At such a fucking critical moment, he was completely dumbfounded. Why couldn't he understand anything?!
"Why didn't you send someone to investigate again?"
Yvonne frowned and said, "I just said that there should be countless daggers around. If we send someone to check at this time, won't it be equivalent to letting them hit the muzzle?"
"I'm worried. No matter how many spies we send, the result will always be the same."
"They couldn’t return."
Since the enemy had set up a net, the net was even aimed at Samuel.
Even Samuel might suffer at that time. How could an ordinary person get close to the net?
"What can we do? Aren't we going to investigate it?" The scarred man was a little depressed.
He was very clear about this. If the enemy was in the dark and he was in the light, it would be even more dangerous.
"Of course we should investigate it."
"How about I send a few more troops? Some of them will be the main vanguard, while others will secretly find out their location?" The scarred man said.
Once they figured out the hidden sentry positions of these fellows, their ambushes would become even clearer, and their threat would naturally decrease greatly.
Yvonne had originally agreed to this, but after thinking about it carefully, she quickly denied it.
If these people had really completed the heavy armor equipment, it would naturally not be a problem.
But now, they were just civilians, even ordinary soldiers. If they went, they would be courting death.
It was almost impossible to rely on them to complete the secret tactics.
...
This idea suddenly spread wildly in the mind of Yvonne, and then Yvonne suddenly smiled leisurely.
"We can play this trick."
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