Icha Icha Tactics Novels & Stories

The battle we just fought wasn't an easy one, but I knew it could have been a lot harder if not for the tactics that I had learned from her. As I leaned back against the tree, I couldn't help but think back to the conversation I had with Arayah. I could still hear her voice in my head, guiding me through each step of the process. She had taught me how to study my enemies, to look for their weaknesses and exploit them. And that was exactly what I did. I had sent out trackers to find the rogues, and once we had located them, I took my time and made sure to surround them before striking. It was a tactic that had proven to be effective, and I couldn't help but feel proud of myself for using it.

You're my friend, so feed yourself, okay? The lion simply walked away into the woods. Can we go forward, Peter? Yes, Grandpa, I am prepared to meet you. Now I see you know nothing about military strategy. As I teach you, it is now the role of the battle tactics to open your mind and eyes wide. Now is the time for the holy screen to be opened on the rock. On the rock near Grandpa, a large screen appeared out of nowhere. 443 tactics are the initial technique. It's a one-of-a-kind military conflict tactic that only a few military commanders are aware of.

What if this other person is in the pack house trying to get to Tate now? I stand abruptly, throwing the chair across the room. It clatters against the wall, making her jump. I deliberately take my time picking up pliers and electrical cables, looking over the ice picks. These are easy but painful tactics that heal fast. These are the same tactics employed by those who are only human. And on humans they are very effective, but on the stubborn supernatural, they don’t always yield significant results.

"My unit hasn't violated any standing protocol in this courtyard. Why should my vanguard comply with your sudden deployment?" Aware of the suffocating, dominant pressure rolling off my chest armor, Tracy discreetly tugged the lower hem of Chika’s tactical jacket, silently signaling him to check his tone before the King dismantled the entire courtyard. Chika’s eyes, however, remained wide and burning with open defiance.

I stopped, realizing how it might sound, that I was quoting tactics. “He said if he were leading them, he’d unite the scattered groups. Hit packs where they least expect it. Make them panic. Disrupt their alliances.” “Guerilla tactics?” Asked an elder Luna. She’d been a warrior before she’d become a Luna. I’d always respected her. I nodded. She gave me a knowing look, a nod of respect. “That would make sense,” she went on. “Guerrilla forces avoid head-on battles with better-equipped armies and instead use coordinated, small-unit tactics to destabilize, demoralize, and exhaust the larger force.”

"Let 'em slaughter each other. My guys will clean up the corpses." "The boy's cocky, Gabe. He thinks he's untouchable, but his flanks are wide open," Kenji hissed. "A kid this reckless is easy to read. Ichiro got soft and hesitated, but this kid just runs on pure aggression. And idiots who run on instinct walk right into traps." "You better have my twenty million ready," Gabe reminded him. "You'll get your money. Just keep your tactical squads around the tower and cover my moves. Let Shinjiro pick his fight with the Italians. The second the Vanguard commits to the streets, we strike from the inside and drain the accounts dry."

Eew, he's so arrogant. "Oh, I know. Flirt with that girl. Treat her to dinner or something, just make sure we get in." I told Raiden and his face was shocked, "Woah. That's underhanded, that's illegal. You're using my fatal charm to get in," he said rather proudly. "Hmph! It's called a tactic. Sometimes, we have to use all available assets in disposal to achieve our goal. Now quit dilly dallying! Go! Go!" I said. "Okay, okay! I'm on it!"

Why engage in a war of attrition with things he could just chop down? However, before Victor could unleash his full power, Windfall charged forward again. The mechanical rhino made him stumble, but he didn't believe the two newcomers could stop him. Moreover, Windfall had learned a new tactic from Victor, which was to avoid the enemy's strong spot and attack its weak spot. Therefore, this time, Windfall was smarter. As he swung his tail, he observed the two mechanical creatures standing in their way. When the two mechanical creatures reacted, Windfall immediately looked for their weak points.

Hunter tapped the table. "Enough to spread fear." I frowned. Because he was right. The attacks weren't designed to win. They were designed to unsettle. To exhaust. To force people to look everywhere at once. A familiar tactic. An Elias tactic. Sol studied the maps. Silent. Thinking. His expression slowly changed. The same expression he wore whenever he solved a difficult problem. Or found a terrible answer. I immediately became nervous. "What?" Sol looked up. Then pointed at the attacks. "The mutants."

The men were being too aggressive, and though gammas, they didn’t fight with strategy, they went with physical combat. “While you are doing a good job in combat, what you are doing is most likely going to end with one of you dead. Fighting is done with the brain, you are going to need to study your opponent’s moves, his momentum, and the way that he thinks. The way that you are acting, you are going to end up losing your lives and hurting those who are around you as well.” I said, looking at my men. “You are going to need to know your tactics. You can’t just fight randomly. While I will not say that fighting with tactics and brains won’t get one hurt, sometimes even killed, it still reduces