Chapter-66 | Little Spider's Adventure... (3)

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In the S.H.I.E.L.D. lounge, Steve gestured to a chart on the whiteboard and said, "As I mentioned before, tactical literacy involves more than just planning battle strategies in advance. It's also about understanding the enemy's intentions, even anticipating their next moves."

"That's why your last battle failed," Steve continued. "You chose to ascend to the top of the building, which was a good idea, as taking the high ground is important. But then you made a fatal mistake."

"First, you rushed in without checking how many exits the building had. Second, when fighting inside a building, we don't recommend pushing the enemy from the top, as they'll instinctively flee downwards and may find an exit on the lower level."

"The correct approach is to surround the building and attack from the top and bottom, or to conduct a floor-by-floor assault from the bottom up. This way, if you drive the enemy from the bottom, they'll have to run upwards, and will either have to jump out a window or be trapped indoors without access to the ground level exits," Steve explained.

Peter, who was writing on a coffee table in front of him, asked, "But what if they're alerted when I break down the door? I entered through the window to catch them off guard..."

"Speed is key in raid operations in buildings," Steve replied. "As I said earlier, if you plan to attack from the bottom up, you must first identify and block off all the exits. And if you need to break windows, make sure to do it after blocking off the exits."

"I wouldn't advise using this method, though," Steve added. "The enemy knows the rooms and layout of the building better than you do, and they're fighting on their home turf."

"Although you caught them by surprise, you were still in a strange building where the surrounding environment was completely new to you. If there were any traps in the room, you wouldn't have been able to react quickly."

Peter was about to mention that he had spider sense, but he realized Steve had a point. Although he had seen that there were only two people in the house when he looked through the window, he couldn't predict if there were any ambushes waiting for him. His spider sense could alert him to nearby dangers, but it couldn't predict them or give him a bird's-eye view of the situation.

Peter jotted down notes in his notebook as Steve continued. "In addition, you already knew that your opponent is a cunning villain. You said you thought the junkyard was perfect for you to take him on, but don't forget, he's been there for much longer than you have. This cunning enemy must have rehearsed a dozen escape routes in his head."

"Even if he didn't use tear gas on you, as long as you were slightly distracted, he would have certainly run away," Steve added.

Peter sighed and said, "I thought I had planned very well, but I didn't think there would be so many mistakes. It seems I did lose unjustly."

Steve came over and sat next to him, patting his shoulder. "This is normal. You're already very talented. You should have seen when I was in the army, some of the boys were even afraid to stand on the roof of a building. They were too scared to even think about high altitude rappelling or airborne raids. You're doing much better than most of them at this stage."

Peter put away his notebook and said, "Next time I won't let him get away with it."

An hour later, in the laboratory of the Stark Building, Stark was fiddling with an antenna and said, "This method of stringing you're using is stable, but it's not maximizing the effectiveness of the antenna."

"Don't tell me it's a limitation of the materials! I used a bunch of scrap iron to build a mech when I was in Afghanistan. I was able to build a computer much stronger than yours when I was six years old!"

"Also, you have a superficial understanding of the word 'intelligent' in an intelligent crawling system. You think writing an automatic screening system is intelligent? Why don't you try writing a complete artificial intelligence logic out?"

[ShaneFreak: Poor Spidey, banging his head with Stark..]

Stark put down the wire and snapped his fingers. A screen descended from the ceiling, showing a map of Hell's Kitchen. Stark pointed to the map and said, "As you can see, Hell's Kitchen has a spindle shape overall. Your signal coverage shouldn't be a square or a circle, instead, you should use different wave frequencies to maximize efficiency, like this..."

He gestured to a specific area on the map. "In addition, you should look for a stronghold and build a simple signal tower there to listen to the designated Hell's Kitchen signal."

Peter studied the map of Hell's Kitchen with a laser pointer, pointing to a central intersection, "I've found the central intersection of Hell's Kitchen, which is also the center of the underground waterway I used to rush through before. Do you think we can place a signal device there? What approach should I take? I think the method I'm using now is stable, but it's not efficient enough."

A few hours later, it was dark and Schiller was just about to close the door when Peter squeezed in. "I heard your operation didn't go well," Schiller said, looking at Peter with a hint of frustration.

"Although you have the technology to listen to other people's cell phone signals, I think it's not the best way," Schiller continued. "This method is simple and crude, but it overlooks a lot of detailed issues. The trail of the target is not as untraceable as you think, you just lack a little sense of detection and counter-detection."

Peter sat down on the couch and took a sip of water as Schiller pulled out a medical book. "Do you know where the best-informed place in Hell's Kitchen is?" Schiller asked.

Peter shook his head. "Let me ask you, what are the two things one can't escape?" Schiller asked.

"Death and taxes," Peter replied.

"Exactly. And what do you think those two correspond to in Hell's Kitchen?" Schiller asked.

"I haven't heard of a hospital in Hell's Kitchen, or a tax authority," Peter said, shaking his head.

"You have to know that it's almost impossible to fight crime successfully without any knowledge of the rules of Hell's Kitchen," Schiller added.

Peter said, "I realize now that I was too impulsive last night. I couldn't help but want to punch that guy in the face when I thought about what happened to Matt."

Schiller replied, "It's true that Hell's Kitchen doesn't have a decent hospital or authority, but after a gangland firefight, gang members are just as likely to get hurt. Where will the doctors come from to treat them? Who are they employed by? Will there be any special information?"

"It's also true that Hell's Kitchen doesn't have any tax authority, but the gangsters collect so much protection money and have so many industries. Do you expect these gangsters who didn't even graduate from junior high school to do the accounting themselves? Where did they hire their accountant from? When will they come? Who among them knows which gang leader? And could they have met the person you're looking for just a short time ago?"

"Besides that, what about the truck drivers who travel the streets of Hell's Kitchen every day? What about the taxi and bus drivers? Even if they are gangsters, they always have to eat. Where does Target Eye order his meals from? Has he hired a chef recently? What's more, has he been to any strip bars or solicited prostitutes?"

Schiller tapped his finger on Peter's open map and said, "A human being living in this world would never be completely untraceable. A person in society survives in society, he is bound to intersect with other people in that society."

"Perhaps, what you imagine as detection, is to take a magnifying glass everywhere to find footprints, or must he leave any physical traces, in order for you to make a discovery. But in fact, every person he has met and every word he has said has left a trace, more or less."

Schiller shook his head and said, "This target-eye is not a master of counter-surveillance, and if you're willing to show more patience to investigate these things, you don't even have to fight him. Reconnaissance is not a prelude to battle, but also an anthem for the soul."

"If one day you can really master this technique, you will understand that to deal with these criminals, you don't have to go to the physical effort to swing your fists. I'm not referring to any use of anesthetics, or drugging the wine, or poisoning the meal, such small means."

"If you can uncover a person's entire network of social connections and understand all the ways they've left their mark on society, you'll find countless opportunities to lend your own strength and make a big impact in small ways through those connections. You don't have to sever any ties to skillfully unravel the complex web of relationships and weave them back together as you see fit," Peter explained.

He didn't write about this in his book this time, but he thought to himself, "I may not fully understand it yet, but maybe one day when I put it into practice, it will all make sense."

"Truthfully, I still prefer to rely on brute force. And by the time I resort to these methods, I fear the situation must have gone terribly wrong," he added, as the sound of roller shutters closing echoed through the clinic.

Two days later, a man with tattoos on his head was dropped off at the doorstep of the Manhattan Police Department. Across the street, Spider-Man stood on the rooftop, watching as the police apprehended the target. The streets of New York were still bustling at dusk, and many pedestrians had taken notice of the commotion, but soon they lowered their heads and quickly passed by.

"You never cease to amaze me," Matt said as he approached Spider-Man, leaning on his cane. "You managed to take down Jin and the biggest players in Hell's Kitchen in just a few days. How did you do it?"

Peter turned around to face him. He removed the hood of his suit, revealing his flowing, disheveled hair that looked like thin, golden threads in the light of the setting sun behind him. He smiled, his boyish and cheerful expression characteristic of his age.

"I guess it's because I'm really good at making friends," Peter replied with a grin.

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