Zhao Zhenzhu sat to the side listening to Zhou Jin and Zhou Bingchen's conversation without interrupting, but seemed to be deep in thought.

According to Zhao Zhenzhu's memories from her previous life.

In a few years, China will fight a war with a small country in the south.

Although, with China's military strength, it can easily defeat small countries.

However, many Chinese soldiers sacrificed their lives in that battle.

On the one hand, it is due to the geographical environment of small countries.

The small country has dense and complex jungles, and the air is humid during the rainy season. The jungle is extremely damp, and the weather is unpredictable, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy.

At that time, the Chinese army consisted of conventional troops, which were unable to utilize their advantages in that geographical environment. Casualties were inevitable.

On the other hand, people from small countries are treacherous and cunning.

They use women and children as bait, ostensibly pleading for help, but in reality, they will seize every opportunity to kill our soldiers.

Our upright soldiers never imagined that the "ordinary civilians" who came to ask for help were actually there to kill them.

Zhao Zhenzhu recalled that after that fierce battle, our side began to form special forces suitable for fighting in various environments.

There are still several years before the outbreak of war. If China could establish special forces ahead of time this time, could it reduce casualties in combat?

Zhao Zhenzhu wasn't a professional, and she didn't know if her thoughts were right. All she knew was that those lovely and respectable soldiers shouldn't have died like that.

Zhao Zhenzhu didn't know how to remind Zhou Jin of the importance of establishing a special forces unit as soon as possible.

She couldn't very well tell Zhou Jin that she was reborn, could she?