"Don't get cocky. You don't understand intelligence analysis at all. You're pleased with results like this? Fail!" Jiang Yan Hai said bluntly.
"Why? Was I wrong?" Ye Cunxin immediately protested.
"What you said was correct, but what I'm telling you is that with your intelligence analysis skills, there was still over a 50% chance you'd get dealt with by the enemy once you went out there! Everything you said was right, indeed. I taught you all that."
"But you overlooked a key point. I don't believe you didn't know about the first time I played Jiang Ling. If I remembered correctly, that operation had been used as a teaching case by many Special Forces units." Jiang Yan Hai spoke sternly.
"Tell me, at the mall where I bought my things back then, it was already pretty good that I could buy props to fake a bust. There was no way I had time to choose sizes. Under extreme conditions, I could only use whatever was available. And the second time I played the role, because there was the first example, you absolutely should have retained that data."
"So if you were an expert at intelligence analysis, the way you handled it would have gotten you exposed long ago. You recited the textbook answer well just now, but you overlooked the second thing I'd always taught you: details! Details determine success or failure, especially in intelligence operations."
"Two hundred push-ups. Start on your own." Jiang Yan Hai said sternly.
Ye Cunxin opened her mouth. She really wanted to argue, but in the end, she simply had nothing to refute. What he said made perfect sense.
After a long while, she could only lower her head dejectedly, bend down, and start doing push-ups.
Meanwhile, He Lu and the other two snickered. They