At this time, Chen Feng's conversation work as a USB flash drive is about to come to an end, and he has written down all the people who should be remembered one after another, and then he will look at a list of 100,000 people including the DF-711 fortress ship, the Orton system, the Xuanwu galaxy, and the top talents in various fields in the entire Morrowind Empire over the past hundred years, and he will definitely remember it, but how many people can be brought into the next timeline, he is not sure.

In fact, there may be some people who have been around since the beginning, but Chen Feng didn't know or know it before, but then he suddenly knew it, and he felt that it was his own USB flash drive effect.

The USB flash drive effect may actually be an illusion, but it can neither be falsified nor proven.

For example, in the eighth timeline, Na Weilun, Bernstad, Han He and others.

Maybe these people were there before, and they were in different important positions, but Chen Feng didn't know them, didn't remember them, and waited as if they didn't exist.

This is still extreme idealism - what I see is what I exist,

At this time, there were less than a hundred people left in the square, and they were already the essence of the Morrowind Empire this time.

There were many old acquaintances of Chen Feng in the crowd.

Now Lin Bu has the rank of general, second only to the marshal level in the sequence of military leaders, and is the first to rank last among the generals of the same rank, which shows that he has a very high status in the army.

Lin Datou is the same age as Chen Feng, and he is more than 100 years old at this time, and he still looks middle-aged.

Compared to other military leaders, although the military uniform of Lin Bu was neat, his hair was messy and very unkempt.

Chen Feng thinks that it shows a truth in Lin Bu.

The nature of the country is easy to change, and the years do not make people stable, but only infinitely magnify this person's paranoia.

This Sun thief had an unconvinced expression on his face at this time, and he probably still wanted to have a good time with himself and see the methods of the first human warrior across multiple timelines.

Master Chen said that he was a little bored, this person is simply underwhelmed, and you can't be my right person anyway......

Wait a minute.

Chen Feng swept Lin Bu's resume at a very fast speed.

Well, it's dazzling, it's cool, it's overbearing.

Fanxing had told Chen Feng before that since the outbreak of the war in 3020, many soldiers and commanders in the shadow galaxy have gone out and joined the battlefield.

Some rational people once objected to this, believing that the Shadow Galaxy should preserve its vital power as much as possible before waiting for Chen Feng.

However, the opposition was ineffective, and the strategy of going out was almost unanimously approved in the military field, and no refutation was accepted.

The reasons for the military are also very good.

Compatriots in other starfields of the empire are using their territories and bodies to buy time for the shadow galaxy in exchange for information.

The compatriots outside are making great sacrifices, and it is precisely because the people outside are fighting hard to attract the firepower of the compound eye army that the shadow galaxy can develop steadily.

Soldiers regard war as their duty, and the horse leather shroud is both glory and destination.

While the importance of the shadow is self-evident, we cannot hide like a shrunken turtle and watch others die for us.

No one is nobler than the other.

We must not be comfortable watching others charge ahead, waiting only to pick up the fruits of victory.

Our actions must be worthy of the sacrifices that others have made for us.

In addition, since we claim to be elite, can't we get back more information than others?

In the end, warriors who have not gone through the trial of blood and fire will only talk on paper, so what qualifications do we have to use the essence of the power of all civilizations to create top-notch weapons?

Without the trials of the battlefield, without the trials of life and death, even if we are given the best equipment, we will not be able to exert the combat power that the equipment should have, so is it worthy of the ancestors, other soldiers, scientific researchers, and workers who make these equipment?

There is no way to refute these reasons.

Since then, military commanders and warriors have quietly stepped out of the shadow galaxy, first using the imperial household registration system, each according to their preferences or randomly selected to participate in the war star area, to get themselves an ordinary person's pseudonym and identity, and then as ordinary soldiers and junior commanders haunt the major battlefields, climbing up little by little.

In the past 100 years, the military personnel in the shadow galaxy have grown from old to young with a total of nearly 130 billion people, of which 111 billion have gone out a few times, and the total number of trips has reached trillions of times.

Some people have made a name for themselves outside, and their titles have climbed up one by one.

Some people are buried in other places, and their souls wander in the deep space of the universe.

This did not come to an end until 3118, when the Compound Eyes began destroying the human stargates.

Among the nearly 20 billion people who have never gone out, some of them belong to the garrison force, and a very small number of them are like Ding Hu, for various reasons.

It is difficult for Brother Tiger to be promoted, and it is also difficult at this point.

Brother Tiger wanted to go out and charge into battle, but reality didn't allow it.

Of these 11 billion people, nearly 30 billion have successfully gone out and returned, and nearly 80 billion have been buried with their comrades in other galaxies.

The cost is heavy, but the rewards are also great.

Today, the 40 billion soldiers in the Shadow Galaxy account for just over half of the total population of the galaxy.

Most of the 40 billion soldiers are elites who have gone and returned, all of whom can fight well and are unmatched.

Every warrior who has survived the war and successfully returned to the Shadow Galaxy has seen the methods of the Compound Eyes to some extent, experienced the oppression of the Compound Eyes on the battlefield, and is well aware of the enemy's various weapons, and has carved various countermeasures into the depths of his soul.

When is it time to rush?

What is the most effective way to attack?

How to use the most effective means to block the massive impact of low-level weapons such as dragonfly fighters and eight-legged beetles?

How to besiege the Blade Mantis and destroy it at minimal cost?

How do you successfully escape and retreat when locked by a prism ship?

When there is no way to escape, how to empty ammunition in a very short time, and then quickly detonate the power compartment of your own fighter......

On the space battlefield, whether it is a large warship or a small fighter, life and death are basically only on the line.

Artificial intelligence can assist in decision-making, assist in gathering information, and provide relatively comprehensive decision-making recommendations.

But a machine is a machine after all, and a program is a program after all, not a person.

Programs don't make logical mistakes, but perfect logic isn't necessarily the best strategy on the battlefield.

And if someone is so stupid as to entrust their life and death entirely to artificial intelligence, reality will teach these people a lesson.

The compound eyes who have long been infiltrated into the quantum network are waiting for the moment when these people make stupid mistakes.

In countless critical moments, it is still up to people to make the final decision.

The time to consider a problem is often very short, ranging from a few seconds to a ten-thousandth of a second.

As a result, these battlefield experiences involve quick intuitive reactions.

It is difficult to consolidate intuitive reactions through training, and it is necessary for soldiers to really put themselves into that kind of environment, and even more so, actual combat.

All of this requires on-the-spot observation and learning, and requires hands-on experience again and again, as well as the accumulation of experience in intuitive responses.

Every time he survived the battle, he accumulated more battlefield experience.

Judging from Chen Feng's past concept, when humans confront the compound eye fleet head-on, there is almost no possibility of escape.

Therefore, one of the improvements he saw this time was particularly intuitive, that is, even if the human race only mastered the hypercurved motion at twenty times the speed of light, it could still rely on strategic changes and massive forces to buy time for some people to escape.

At least humanity is no longer easily wiped out with every contact.

The various types of powerful space fighters possessed by mankind have truly reduced weapons such as the Dragonfly Fighter and the Eight-legged Beetle of the Compound Eyes to cannon fodder.

Unless the Blade Mantis is dispatched, the human army can be easily wiped out.

Self-detonating flies and turtle-shaped aircraft are new types of weapons developed by the Compound Eyes in order to eliminate an endless stream of human fighters and other combat units.

These small units are effective on frontal battlefields, but they are only won by quantity, and they are not stretched to the limit when they can be used to pursue human fighters over a large area.

Today's human army, even if it still can't escape the galaxy, can at least successfully evacuate the front line within Orion's arm, rush up and fight if you have the opportunity, and quickly evacuate if you don't have the opportunity, constantly regrouping your forces in a roundabout way, waiting for the next opportunity.

After the first batch of three-level main battle fleets, including the Barnard Star Super Fleet, were wiped out one after another, human beings changed their combat strategy, and no longer fought easily, but dispersed their actions with the strategy of stealing a gun if they could steal a gun, and breaking it into pieces if they couldn't steal a gun, commonly known as guerrilla warfare.

The reason why mankind still has thousands of galactic-level settlements after the war is fought is because these galaxies have built large industrial bases that can quickly mass-produce ships, warplanes, and space stations.

The people of the empire wanted to seize the time to produce more ships for the army, scientific researchers, and survivors, and refused to evacuate one more.

Some human soldiers choose to live and die with these workers and scientific researchers, and they can also take the new ships that have just been produced in time.

Prior to this, the vast majority of civilians had already been scattered in various places within Orion's arms on various types of military and civilian ships, some were fleeing far away, and some were looking for a place to lurk, waiting to meet up with the new ships rushing out of the war zone, so the hope of escape was even greater.

The entire Orion arm is like throwing a cannon into the termite nest, and although the nest is destroyed after the explosion, the termites are scattered in all directions, just to save the fire.

When the Compound Eyes destroy the remaining 1,000 or so inhabiting galaxies, it will take hundreds to thousands of years before the entire human race can be completely wiped out in the Orion Arm and the Milky Way and the finishing touches are completed.

We will no longer be easily erased.

We can stretch the time of resistance to hundreds or thousands of years.

This is the progress of human beings as ants.

In short, in the huge operation of the shadow galaxy to assist the external theater, commanders such as Lu Xianxian, Tang Tianxin, Gaius, Baiensta, and Charles have all participated in more or less several battles, and at most dozens or hundreds of battles.

Among them, Tang Tianxin's record is the most brilliant, but Lu Xianxian's pseudonym has the best reputation in the outside world and is the fastest promotion.

This is also one of the reasons why Lu Xianfeng can sit firmly as the first marshal.

As for the fighters, they are represented by Lin Bu, Ma Reh, O'Brien, Du Yuwen and others.

The soldiers who went out and successfully returned are collectively called homecoming soldiers, all of whom are elites.

Of course, not everyone is so lucky to survive the meat grinder battlefield, and sometimes it is really a bit of luck.

For example, Ma Reh and Du Yuwen, two well-known genius fighters, unfortunately fell in an extraordinarily fierce battle.

Of all the returning soldiers, Lin Bu had the most brilliant record.

Chen Feng can manipulate the Leaping Battle Armor to slaughter blade mantis like slaughtering pigs, Lin Bu does not have a Folding Leap Battle Armor like Chen Feng, but in the past hundred years, the number of blade mantis that Lin Bu has cut down has exceeded 10,000.

When outside, Lin Bu did not use the most advanced armor weapons, but a new standard fighter that had only undergone simple modifications and was somewhat strengthened in power.

Chen Feng took a look at Lin Bu's current genetic arousal.

Hiss!

Up to 47.12%!

Chen Feng has visited tens of thousands of planetary systems in the past 100 years, and Lin Bu is not far behind.

In just one large-scale battle with thousands of prismatic ships that had been entangled and fought for more than 20 years, Lin Bu and his comrades in the 13th Thirteenth Quarter fought and retreated, constantly being scattered and constantly regrouping, and the battle line of the entire battle stretched for hundreds of light years and affected thousands of stars.

The Thirteen Sector fleet has a 99.83% casualty rate.

Even so, Limbu survived.

And that's just one of his achievements!

After reading Lin Bu's information in a very short time, Chen Feng felt that the big head did have a reason to be arrogant.

The awakening degree of the big head at this time is so high, coupled with the battlefield experience cultivated by countless escapes from death, it is indeed a fight with himself.

So I'll forgive him for the time being, and wait for my own ideas to make the arousal surpass him.

Chen Feng thought so, but the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop.

"Chen Feng Xianzhe, I wonder why you can contact humans a hundred years in advance, but you have to wait until today. With your talents, I'm sure you can fight as many times as I did, and still live to this day. ”

Lin Bu looked solemn and said in a cold tone.

Chen Feng's face was expressionless.

Alas.

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned.

The scars were revealed.

He really regretted it.

Especially when he looked at Tang Tianxin, who was frowning and thinking about something, he regretted it even more.

It's the kind of regret that the core of the fan can't make up for.

Chen Feng wanted to tell Lin Bu the truth.

Because you can afford to die, I can't afford to die.

If I am exposed, I am afraid of being beheaded.

You don't have to be afraid.

You can survive until now, on the one hand, because of your strength, and on the other hand, it may also be your luck.

I really don't dare to gamble on luck.

In the end, Chen Feng's thousand words converged into three words, "Next." ”

Lin Bu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he snorted violently in his nose, "Hmph! Coward! ”

Without waiting for Chen Feng to catch up, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Chen Feng clearly saw the lingering rich disdain in Lin Datou's eyes before he disappeared, and only looked like I had seen through your cowardice.

Chen Feng's teeth are clenched very tightly, damn it......

Angry!

I can't refute it.

It's annoying.

Lin Datou's temperament is becoming more and more extreme in various timelines, and the path is getting narrower and narrower.

No, we must find a way to treat him.

Thankfully, people like Lin Datou who don't know what to do are in the minority after all.

Next, Chen Feng's "heart-to-heart talk" with everyone was quite pleasant, and some people tried to help Lin Bufen and said, imploring Chen Feng not to worry about Lin Bu, this person is a neurotic with a hole in his brain, and there are few people in the army who don't hate him, otherwise he would have been promoted to marshal with his record.

Before you know it, there are fewer and fewer people in the square.

The child's mother is getting closer and closer.

Chen Feng temporarily changed his mind.

"Marshal Lu Xianxian, please come over first."

He first crossed Tang Tianxin and Ou Qinglan, and clicked to Lu Xianxian, who was standing at the end.

Lu Xianfeng was secretly happy, and quickly walked past the two in front of him to stand in front of Chen Feng, first introducing himself simply.

Chen Feng had a ghost in his heart, and it was rare to say a few more words to this old acquaintance.

"Marshal Lu Xianxian, you deserve the position of marshal. You have a great responsibility, but I have unconditional trust in you. I believe you must be a leader to rely on. ”

Lu Xianfeng gave a military salute, "Don't let the sage down!" ”

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, it's okay if you don't let me down." We all have only one responsibility, not to let our fellow citizens down. Go ahead, I'm sorry to delay you a lot. ”

Lu Xianfeng said humbly: "It is my honor to be able to listen to the teachings of the sages without getting in the way. We've been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and we don't care about these hours. ”

"Hahaha, old Lu, you are really good at talking. Go, go, go. ”

Chen Feng thanked the guest again.

Lu Xianfeng happily left.

Chen Feng nodded back, "Dr. Ou Qinglan, you come first." ”

Ou Qinglan, who had been secretly looking at Chen Feng, was overjoyed, squeezed Tang Tianxin away, and jumped forward with her hands in her heart.

Chen Feng looked at this person speechlessly.

Bao head, baby face, invincible.

You're over 100 years old, and you still look like a little Lori, really a big husband?

"Hello Xianzhe, I'm ......"

Chen Feng: "Next." ”

One hundred and twentie-year-old legal Lori Ou Qinglan was stunned for a moment and pointed at herself, "Huh? Ay...... Oh no! I'm the president of the Shadow Galaxy Academy of Sciences, and I have a lot of major projects to report to you! ”

Chen Feng coughed lightly, "On academic issues, let's go back and talk about it in detail, and I'll introduce you to talk to my little brother Frydes." I won't get involved in these high-end topics of yours, I'll just see the results. Go, go, go. ”

"Oh no! Wait a minute, I still have something to say. I know you and my ancestors...... Grandpa Ou Junlang is a buddy, which will mess up the generations. But that's not important, I believe in the combination of your talent and my high IQ genes......"

Chen Feng suddenly changed color and shouted: "Stars! Little Blessing! Slippery closing! Kick this guy off the line! ”

He kind of got it.

God knows what Ou Qinglan is thinking in her head this time, the hundred-year-old Lori wants to mess with the generations, and wants the old cow to eat the old grass?

It's okay.

Resolutely ugly.

Syllable.

Ou Qinglan also disappeared on the spot.

In the huge square, only Chen Feng and Tang Tianxin were left.

The two looked at each other silently.

Inexplicably, Chen Feng's heartbeat began to accelerate.

The so-called hometown cowardice is nothing more than that.

Chen Feng was indeed a little nervous.

Tang Tianxin looked fine, with a solemn face, resolute eyes, and a cold temperament.

She set up this piece of strong women, and she took it to death.

But Chen Feng didn't know that Tang Tianxin's heartbeat rate was as high as one hundred and eight per minute at this time.