Chen Feng never stopped predicting in the process of watching the game.

He will not only provide reference information to commanders, but also improve his subconscious deduction skills through continuous training.

Now he was sure that in 0.37 seconds a blade mantis would leap into the area, trying to slash the warrior who was an eight-meter-long ironclad tiger in his Demon Form.

He wants the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the yellow finch behind.

The Maas power compartment and the Dyson bio-battery dual-power engine work at the same time, and the forward speed is increased again.

In fact, most of the Galaxy War Pills can be dual-powered, but the performance of the dual-powered curvature-like engine is too strong, even with the assistance of artificial intelligence, ordinary soldiers can't control it.

The performance of Chen Feng's special armor was already several times that of an ordinary soldier, and he still couldn't control the energy supply double open at his normal level.

But he didn't deliberately control it precisely at this time, and only left everything to instinct, but it was a bit of a sense of sending and receiving from the heart.

This is what distinguishes him from other warriors of this era.

Only a few people can achieve the state of supernormal performance in an instant, but here he has been trained to eat and drink soup as a regular operation.

The blade held by Chen Feng's armor in both hands was charged to the extreme.

The twin blades brought up two spatial cracks like water waves in the air.

String energy and physical toxin particles fill the blade's edge.

Two different killing energies collide and shatter from time to time under the traction of the force field, releasing energy and tearing space apart.

The blade in his hand is still one of the strongest equipment of the human race, and it is filled with the strongest energy.

He would maintain this speed and slash across the starry sky and slash the blade's feet with his blade.

Chen Feng didn't expect that his two knives could slash the other party.

He locked on to the other three directions at the same time and passed the preview information out.

After the blade mantis is slashed by him, it will probably leap into these three positions.

His current accuracy rate is around 45%.

Then lock on three 45% preview points at the same time, and the success rate will be very impressive.

He's about to arrive.

The combat effectiveness of the warriors in the form of the Tiger is not bad.

Compared to Bernstadt, his form transformation is more complete, completely transformed into a tiger form, and there is no longer the slightest human feature.

This person was also supposed to be an authentic Metroid before.

Although his armor had been shattered by the particle vortex, and the iron armor covering the tiger was also in tatters, he was still able to crawl forward in the sky and roar in the universe.

At first, he simply roared, fluttered like a normal tiger, and participated in some futile sieges, but he was lucky not to be targeted, and he was lucky enough to survive in one failed siege after another.

But then he noticed that there was something peculiar about his roar.

When he found a way to roar, circles of corrugated light that seemed to be energy and substance erupted from the tiger's mouth, as if the plastic ring of the matryoshka doll was advancing at the speed of light, and continued to enlarge to a diameter of several kilometers.

The gravitational conditions within the area covered by the aperture will change drastically, as if someone is holding a black hole and flickering randomly in it, causing at least a hundred times the intensity of the space disorder shell of the starry sky cannonball.

When the blade mantis is shrouded in aperture, its stiffening time increases from thousandths of a second to hundredths of a second.

The difference between one thousandth and one hundredth may seem like a millimeter, but in fact there is a world of difference.

Two of the three blade mantis newly eliminated by the humans are directly related to this newly developed talent of the Tiger-shaped warrior who has gradually awakened his potential in battle.

Then Chen Feng judged that he would inevitably be focused on by the Blade Mantis.

After all, it's not a three-story affair.

Chen Feng didn't know who this fighter was.

Chen Feng also knew very well that this person had been targeted, and he couldn't save him, so he could only increase the value of his sacrifice.

The plan is very simple, use this comrade-in-arms to cut another mantis.

The tiger is able to become the king of beasts, thanks to its amazing predatory instinct and the evolution of a near-perfect predator's body structure.

The so-called predatory instinct includes not only the ability to attack, but also the ability to sense the crisis to avoid evil.

He knew that his death was approaching, and the iron armor scales stood up one by one, like the fried hair of a feline in the face of a life-and-death crisis.

He was on guard.

The Iron Tiger was blackened, and his body was covered with a thin layer of curvature-like compressed space and force field shields similar to those of the Dragonfly Fighter, helping him to dodge and move in a small area.

His survival instinct is strong, but meaningless.

In the next moment, a blade mantis appeared in this starry sky, and then switched to a half-light speed of regular maneuvering, pursuit, and the blade arm catapulted out, slashing at the back and spine of the ironclad tiger.

Silently, the iron-armored tiger broke off at the waist, and the lower half of his body stiffened in an instant, turning into a pile of dead things.

But the upper body of the Tiger warrior did not die instantly, but turned back blatantly, opened his mouth, and roared again, while also reaching out his claws to grab the opponent.

A cold glow flickered on the tip of the claw, and a series of explosions began to spread from the tip of the claw down the tiger's front paws.

This warrior actually condensed a large amount of physical toxins secreted from his body onto the tiger's claws in advance, and he didn't know when he would complete the operation.

He was still struggling for his life, trying to drag a blade mantis on his back.

The blade mantis was expressionless and slashed out a second knife horizontally across his chest.

The tiger's claw was broken.

The other blade arm was then pulled diagonally from the bottom to the top, and the upper body of the iron-armored tiger was cut in half at a forty-five-degree angle.

"I ...... Who am I? What am I doing? What's going on? ”

A remnant of consciousness was suddenly born in the iron tiger's brain.

In the midst of his death-throping struggle, the Tiger Warrior's mind briefly revived and regained his human thinking mode.

The human brain thinks really fast, as if it is overcharged, and disturbing thoughts come out of his mind, and he remembers a lot of things.

"I'm Ding Hu, a Metroidvania of the Human Defense Forces. I served in the 1st Military Region Cauldron Regiment as a deputy commander. I am also an instructor who trains recruits in peacetime, and fighters serve as captains. ”

"This is our battlefield. Most of the comrades of the Cauldron Legion have all died. I was supposed to die with my comrades, but because my boss Chen Feng had not been in command of the ship, and my other companion Ye Luming was the first to die, I had to stay in the command ship of the Cauldron Legion as the acting commander. ”

"Now that the Cauldron Legion is no longer organized, there is no need for a commander. I transformed myself into a Colonization Demon War, and I joined more than 20 million other comrades here to face the Blade Mantis. ”

"I am a tiger, a tiger with special abilities. Now is the time for me to die generously. Oh yes, what did I just do? ”

"Haha, I killed two. Hahaha! Lin Bu, you rookie dog, make you look down on people, how great is it to think that you have a high degree of arousal? Obviously I'm better! ”

This person is Ding Hu.

Brother Tiger's consciousness began to laugh wildly, unspeakably proud.

At the same time, his body was still instinctively driven, trying to let out a final roar.

In an instant, the blade mantis slashed again.

The knife split the huge tiger's head in half.

But his near-death thoughts did not dissipate immediately, and he continued to be vigorously active.

As the old saying goes, when people are dying, they will look back on their lives, which is sometimes right and sometimes wrong.

At this time, the consciousness that had not dissipated in Ding Hu's mind was completely open, and he believed in the horse.

He seemed to be talking to himself.

"I know I'm weak and inconspicuous. I always like to talk big, but in fact, my combat effectiveness is not ranked at all. I also know that I came here to die. ”

"But I'm not ashamed! I was fortunate to be Chen Feng's instructor for three lifetimes. I am the instructor of the strongest warrior in the history of mankind, and I have no regrets in this life! Death is death! ”

Consciousness settled, and the world in front of Ding Hu's "eyes" was gradually shrouded in darkness.

All this is a long story, in fact, only 0.37 seconds have passed since Chen Feng set off.

At this moment, Ding Hu's "corner of his eye" caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing in the aisle below.

A violent explosion followed from the mantis's feet.

The shadow quickly faded away, and the figure of the blade mantis disappeared in front of him, appearing in another place.

Three huge beams of light burst in from afar, each locking onto a different direction.

The blade mantis body that had just completed the leap was covered by one of the giant cannon ballistics at the moment it reappeared.

Under this strong and dazzling light, Ding Hu "saw" the black figure in the distance.

It's Chen Feng.

You're out on the move.

One blow to the mark.

It's you.

Worthy of my longest-faced apprentice.

Good bye......

Chen Feng looked back at the shattered tiger corpses in the starry sky.

He turned on a small area of brainwave communication, regardless of whether the other party could hear it or not.

"Brother Tiger, thank you. You dragged it off and bought me a lot of time. You've turned into a costume demon war, and you're handsome. I'll take care of the rest. ”

The last few words that Ding Hu was thinking about just now were completely captured by Chen Feng's battlefield information collection equipment, and he heard them all.

Chen Feng couldn't say how he felt.

He couldn't even remember how many times he had witnessed Brother Hu's heroic sacrifice.

Reason told him that he should be numb, but emotions still always gave him the same pain.

A person with true humanity will not become a numb machine in the midst of repeated death and witness death, but will only fall into endless anger again and again because of the accumulated unwillingness.

A ruthless killing machine and a mad avenger seem to work in parallel, but in fact they are the opposite of each other.

Chen Feng in the battle armor raised his head slightly, and one after another faces that seemed to be real and fake, familiar and unfamiliar appeared in front of his eyes.

The words that Brother Tiger turned in his mind before he died were of course his last words.

It's just that these last words should not have been heard.

I heard it.

I don't know if it's Brother Tiger's luck or his own luck.

More likely to be unlucky.

The explosions in the starry sky continued, and countless warriors were still torn apart, crushed, and engulfed by the explosion.

The wreckage of warships, warplanes, armor, and human bodies flew around the space.

This huge meat grinder battlefield seems to have turned into a dark cloud.

Waiting for the war to stop, no matter who wins or loses, these seemingly inhuman wrecks and dry bones may accompany the universe to the end of the world, or they may be swept up by comets and travel through the universe, and they may also become the relics of a war for other civilizations to visit in the future, or they may recondense into a planet flying around the sun, and re-incubate a new civilization after I don't know how many billions of years.

Who knows?

This...... It's a war in the space age, right?

Humans are really humble, just like the ants whose nests were flooded in the process of clearing paddy fields.

If ants also have feelings, they will definitely grit their teeth with hatred.

However, humans can never understand the anger of ants, and the compound eyes may not understand human anger.

But so what?

I said that as long as I have a breath, my anger will not go away.

My anger exists only because of me.

You will only bear my wrath.

Let's see what poisonous ants look like!

Chen Feng took a deep breath.

Pupils burst suddenly.

With additional power output, his pitch-black armor figure made a huge arc in space.

By this time, the weapons in his hands had been replaced by two long whips.

The String Blade has been destroyed in the slash just now.

"Stars, open up the overload form of my armor, and all energy supplies are overloaded by 50%."

"Overload Mode has been opened, and the damage of the Warframe is 1%, 2%, ......"

"Alert me if the damage is more than 70%!"

In the next moment, the 12-meter-tall Chen Feng battle armor fiercely disbursed forty-eight metal long whips behind his back.

These whips drift smartly, swallowing electric rays, and physical toxin bullets quickly converge at the tip of the whip.

Chen Feng's face inside the battle armor was flushed, which was a high-energy fever caused by the rapid calculation speed of his brain.

After activating the Overload Form, the Warframe can finally perfectly match his awakening of up to 38.91% at this time.

Every structure inside the armor, every energy infusion and transfer, a total of fifty long whip-like weapon systems, all under the subconscious control of his brain.

On the ancient battlefield, the most ruthless were the sword-wielding soldiers.

The knife pays attention to the big opening and closing, and moves forward.

The highest level of a swordsman is the unity of man and sword.

Chen Feng is not a swordsman, he is practicing all kinds of individual armor.

His equipment has evolved from the most primitive purely mechanical structure large battle armor to today's galactic war pills.

Ever since he put on his armor, he has died on the battlefield every time.

He has perfected the control level of almost every generation of warframes, and it has been proven that the sweat of the past is never in vain.

Even if the equipment that had been with him on the battlefield had long since disappeared into the turbulence of the timeline, the valuable operational experience left by these former "comrades-in-arms" for him was still condensed in him, and he never left for a moment.

The body and the heart are integrated, the heart is integrated with the a, and the others are one!

At this time, he took out all his combat talent potential, absolutely keen sense of smell, ultra-high-speed impromptu reaction, and perfect intuitive prediction.

He transmitted tens of thousands of brainwave commands to the warframe every second, accurately controlling all the details of the entire set of equipment to the extreme.

The antimatter biological enzymes in the Maas power chamber vibrate wildly under the stimulation of microcurrents, secreting one positron after another, converging into the energy chamber and releasing a huge amount of energy under the successive controllable explosions.

The AEC electrical energy in Dyson's bio-battery is surging out like a flood, rushing through every superconducting circuit of the Galaxy Warframe.

The curvature-like engine sizzles, and the power is completely on the output tipping point.

Forty-eight metal whips behind him were aimed at a point in front of him like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.