Occam's razor theory of combat: The simplest way of kicking

Occam's razor theory of combat: The simplest way of kicking someone's ass was usually the correct one.

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In "The Ghost Brigades," John Scalzi discusses a practical philosophy known as Occam's razor, particularly in the context of combat. This principle suggests that the most straightforward approach to defeating an opponent is often the most effective. Martial tactics do not need to be overly complex; simple techniques can yield the best results in confrontational situations. Scalzi implies that in warfare, as in many areas of life, the obvious solution is...

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