Chapter 7 couldn't be stopped

It was Qiu Ting again who, while everyone was still confused, stepped forward and opened the parameter list.

The parameters were densely packed all over the table.

Any advanced purifier with a enhancement value of 8, provided they are not sick or disabled, has basically been on the battlefield.

However, whether they are close-in defense units or running missions with long-range squads, the Purification Division does not undertake battlefield decision-making tasks.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Zhao Bohan.

Eight or nine purification masters, the exceptions, had already stepped forward and gathered around Qiu Ting to check the parameters.

Those who lacked command skills were a step too slow, remaining in place for an extra half minute.

Qi An took his steps at the perfect time, and when he looked back, he realized that only a minority of people were actually daydreaming.

The criteria for selecting purifiers this time should include battlefield experience.

Qi An focused his attention on that dense array of parameters.

First, consider the number of soldiers on both sides; second, consider the battlefield terrain and weather.

A flat plain, a few buildings of moderate size, and defensive fortifications such as ruins and makeshift electric fences on the human side—this was clearly a defensive battle taking place at an outpost on the outskirts of the base.

Qi An's gaze swept across the satellite map, the rendered battlefield environment, the equipment of the two thousand-strong team, and the background of the battle.

This great battle also took place on such a day, with no rain and a light breeze.

This means that neither reconnaissance drones nor combat drones can take off without any hindrance.

Drones and the first layer of heavy firepower will bring the first and most devastating wave of damage.

The Fallen Insects will immediately retaliate. Due to the addition of mutated insects, the drones will be entangled by the bird insects. The Fallen Insect swarm will split into several groups, one or more of which will be like daggers and hidden arrows, able to bypass the defense line and directly attack the rear.

There are forests nearby, and this is a large-scale offensive; this battlefield is only part of the larger battlefield...

The floating blue light reflected on the pupil, and the data seemed to turn into smoke, passing through the small hole in the pupil.

Once it penetrates the brain, it automatically transforms into splattering green blood, into expanding fireballs, and into the commands and responses of the rear commanders and squad leaders.

After reviewing the complex parameters, Qi An had already mentally reenacted the entire battle.

On the second viewing, many more vivid details were added to the scene.

She raised her eyes and glanced around, only to see that everyone else was still deep in thought.

Qi An lowered his eyes again, feeling a light tap on his arm.

Lin Jiaran was distracted by the parameters, but he was watching her very closely, and said in a very soft voice:

"Keep it to yourself!"

Immediately afterwards, two more soldiers entered the hall, carrying paper and pens.

"In addition to simulating the battlefield situation, doctors also need to imagine that there is a large bowl next to you, and the bowl is filled with purification resources."

Resources are limited, but can be allocated freely, with the goal of ensuring the mental well-being of the soldiers participating in this great war.

After the entire battle, how will you allocate the purification resources you have?

The officer who had spoken earlier gestured for two soldiers to distribute paper and pens to the Purifiers.

"Everyone can write down their answers on paper and hand them to me in an hour."

"You can write as many answers as you like; you can ask me for more paper if you need more," he said.

Qi An took the paper, and a male purifier beside her frowned deeply:

"Wait! Is purifying resources like milk? You can just dump it wherever you want?"

"Imagine it as a bowl of milk," the officer said.

A barrage of questions immediately followed, and the hall became slightly noisy.

It's all because the mission notification was too simple, the route was a bit far, and the purifier who only arrived yesterday is still completely clueless.

But Qi An remained calm. In just half an hour, she had not only watched it twice, but three times.

On the third viewing, she mentally switched perspectives and sorted out the allocation of purification resources.

With paper and pen in hand, Qi An began writing without hesitation.

If her writing wasn't just random scribbles, then she was incredibly fast; even Qiu Ting, among the group, had only barely touched the paper with her pen.

Qiu Ting raised her eyebrows, somewhat incredulous.

She couldn't help but glance at Qi An's paper, then immediately looked away.

But a glance also revealed that although the handwriting on the paper was a bit ugly, it was definitely not just random scribbles.

Xu Hui was farther away, but she stared at Qi An's paper for a longer time.

"As expected of Dr. Qi, you have more battlefield experience than any of us!" she laughed, drawing even more attention to Qi An.

Lin Jiaran's elbow to Qi An this time was a bit too hard: "Didn't I tell you to hold back?"

Qi An glanced at Xu Hui, responded to her earlier remark with a smile, then turned to the empty tables and chairs nearby and whispered to Lin Jiaran:

"Don't the project team know how many battle achievements I have and what my special abilities are?"

I've always been in reconnaissance roles during battles; it would be strange if I didn't have tactical skills to grasp the overall situation.

Lin Jiaran paused for a moment, then realized it made sense.

But seeing that Qi An quickly filled a page, I thought, "Having good manners" and "having outstanding manners" are two different things!

Qi An wasn't the only one present whose writing flowed like a divine inspiration.

Qiu Ting, and the male purifier who asked about "milk," although not as quick as Qi An, after reviewing the parameters several times and thinking for a while, also wrote with great ease.

When the time was up, all the answer sheets were collected, and not a single one showed any lack of knowledge or understanding.

In the conference room at the end of the corridor, an elderly woman with silver hair tied up behind her head first touched the papers before handing them to Yang Yuzhi across from her.

"Please take a look, Commander Yang, and tell me how good our generation of children are."

Yang Yuzhi stood up slightly to take the stack of papers. He calmly flipped through them, but became more and more surprised as he did so.

The old lady looked at his face, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes suddenly became denser and curved.

"Very good, these three... or four, each with its own characteristics, all of them are at the level of a junior advisor." Yang Yuzhi pulled out the one signed "Qi An":

"Especially this one, the writing logic is a bit weak, but it has a very good understanding of the combat power of various Fallen Insects."

She overlooked no battlefield element, and was the only one who considered the coordination between local and overall battlefield operations.

The old lady took the answer sheet, her eyes and brows radiating a proud smile.

Their purification masters are better than the last, with a constant stream of talented individuals emerging!

"Her idea about the allocation of purification resources is also sound; she has considered it very carefully."

"Such talent, at least in theory, is sufficient to cooperate with you commanders and make sound battlefield decisions," the old lady said with a smile.

In the concept of collective defense, the "White Tower" composed of purifiers is able to bring all soldiers, thousands or even tens of thousands, on one or more battlefields into a remote purification connection terminal.

However, the number of purifiers is scarce; there may be fewer than 200 purifiers for every 10,000 soldiers.

It's impossible for one Purifier to keep up with 50-100 people until the end of the war.

The skill levels of purification practitioners vary greatly; even the most skilled probably can't resonate with 50 people simultaneously. The equipment also doesn't support it.

Therefore, the first layer of purifiers in the "White Tower" have a resonant connection with the soldiers that is constantly being broken.

The power of life and death—which purifier connects with at a certain moment, which purifier disconnects from, and which group of soldiers the purification resources are directed towards—is held by the top level of the "White Tower."

This top-level leader must possess command skills, because the purification resources must flow according to the changing battlefield situation, all for the sake of victory.

This top floor is where the Purifiers are commanded, and it is one of the most crucial factors in determining how many people survive a major battle.

They are true "protectors".