"Chen Feng, mourn."

Tang Tianxin, who was dressed in a straight military uniform, took Ding Hu's urn from Chen Feng and placed it on the bell tower beside him.

Chen Feng nodded expressionlessly.

Sad, it's not that much.

He just wasn't used to the feeling of acquaintances dying in front of him before the end of the play.

He hated it, which was why he always wanted to keep his distance from people when he was in the army.

But people in the rivers and lakes are always involuntarily.

This time, I came over unconsciously, and I spent too much time with Brother Hu, too much, so I was careless and left some traces in my heart by the square-faced man with a carving knife.

He leapt to his feet, metal knife in hand, and carved another name into the massive bell tower.

Ding Hu.

"Salute! Finished! ”

Tang Tianxin took a step forward and shouted.

Offstage, tens of thousands of instructors and recruits in the entire Daxue Mountain base gave a military salute.

The military song "Bathing in Fire" sounded in the air again.

Everyone salutes.

The strong wind blew the bright red flags, the hunting sounded, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Accompanied by the loud military song, Tang Tianxin shouted loudly and vigorously with her crisp voice.

"The general died in a hundred battles, and the horse leather shroud was returned. Instructor Ding takes the first step, and we will not let his blood be shed in vain! Go back to the training base and continue training! ”

A large group of people under black pressure once again went to their respective training places silently.

Chen Feng is back to training, more focused and hardworking than before.

He even forgot the original intention of coming to copy the song this time.

His motivation is simple.

Whenever he let his heart be idle, he couldn't help but recall Brother Hu's words before he died.

Although there is little hope, almost zero, this time I will follow Brother Tiger's wish and try to go to the front line to fight once.

Let's try to run hard towards the distant goal of becoming a savior.

After all, he has to live with his share and strive to live to the end of civilization.

Chen Feng's hard work was caused by the technicians in charge of equipment maintenance and logistics in the base.

He can always easily control the acceleration above 23G, but the Qinglong Armor itself can't withstand it.

The breakdown rate of his training equipment is too high, and almost every training session will cause large areas of cracking in the important parts and joints of the Qinglong armor.

"I'm begging you, right? Can you take it easy? You have a bad set every day, and the assembly department has customized seven sets for you according to your body type, which is not enough for you to consume. Do you know how much it costs to completely repair a Blue Dragon Armor? What's more, many of your parts are still irreversibly damaged! You have to burn tens of millions of credit points every day, enough for tens of thousands of ordinary residents to spend for a year! ”

Looking at the green dragon armor that kept peeling off metal fragments, Professor Ouyang's heart ached, and he said so in his mouth.

It's so uncomfortable.

It has only been half an hour since Chen Feng used the serum, and another set of waste has been made!

Chen Feng calculated a little in his heart, and when he got the era he lived in, it was almost equivalent to spending hundreds of millions of yuan a day.

Not bad.

He asked rhetorically, "Professor Ouyang, according to the military's consistent philosophy, is this not a matter of course?" Good steel is used on the blade, isn't the meaning of my existence to test the limit of human individual combat effectiveness? Am I doing something wrong? ”

The corners of Professor Ouyang's mouth twitched, "That being said, I don't mean to accuse you, I just feel sorry for these good equipment." Alas. ”

Chen Feng retorted: "I've been practicing for so long, but I still haven't been able to touch my extreme ability, it's all these things that are holding me back, where is the good equipment?" What's the point of training if the operator is allowed to suppress his own abilities and adapt to the equipment? If I'm not improving, what's the point of practicing? ”

Professor Ouyang actually wanted to say in his heart that there was really no need to practice.

Chen Feng has raised the operational limit level of all mankind up too much.

The military had already relied on the data collected from his daily training to recompile the Blue Dragon Armor training curriculum.

This new tutorial elevates the skills of all humans to the level of driving the Blue Dragon Armor beyond the reach of almost any operator.

So far, even the whole army, which has made the fastest learning progress, has only completed less than a quarter of the new textbooks and tutorials the next day.

And the more you go to this tutorial, the more difficult it becomes.

According to the data simulation of the Central Intelligence Brain, in the remaining year, no one can complete half of the new textbook that has been compiled.

Therefore, in a sense, human beings do no longer need Chen Feng to practice hard.

As Chen Feng himself once said, even if the strength of a single soldier is strong enough to break through the sky, in the face of the overall situation, it is only a drop in the bucket.

Chen Feng may be the longest and tallest board in the barrel effect, but that doesn't make the barrel hold even a drop of water.

Today, the top brass of the world military still connived at Chen Feng's extravagant waste of resources, on the one hand, they still hope to see how high the peak of human combat capability is through his progress, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as compensation for Chen Feng's contributions.

There is even a vague perception in the top echelons of the military.

The human body as a carbon-based mammal limits Chen Feng's height.

Although humanity has moved beyond the Earth and even established productive bases on Mercury, Venus, and Mars, the total amount of energy that humans have been able to dominate so far is just more than the total amount of solar radiation that the entire planet can get from each year.

Therefore, human beings have just crossed the boundary of type I, the home planet civilization, and are like a baby moving towards the stage of type II, the civilization of the planetary system, and they are still at the bottom of the level of the Kardashev civilization.

The human brain and nervous system have not yet metamorphosed and adapted to the new interstellar age.

The current situation that the level of the mother civilization is too low limits the height that a person with extraordinary potential like Chen Feng can finally reach, and the universe has no time left for humans and Chen Feng to continue to move forward.

If it weren't for this disaster, if Chen Feng had been born thousands of years later, and waited until the human race had completed the next stage of evolution, and obtained a more powerful brain, a more complete ability to observe the universe, and a more stable and faster transmission efficiency nervous system, then perhaps he would have been able to exert the true limit of his strength.

Maybe Chen Feng even represents the next stage of humanity, which can be regarded as "superhuman" or "posthuman".

But everything came too late, there was no time.

The mother civilization of mankind owes Chen Feng.

Therefore, although his practice like this is a bit of a resource burn, it is still acceptable, and there are some expectations, so the military top brass did not stop.

"Okay, I can't persuade you, but you'd better take it easy yourself, don't practice stress damage."

"Hmm."

Professor Ouyang is gone.

Chen Feng changed to the simulator again and felt the taste of the fake 28G.

It's a pity that the real machine can't withstand this intensity, and it will fall apart in an instant, and he can only fantasize about what it feels like in the simulator for training.

After the real machine, no matter how realistic the simulator is, it can't meet his needs.

It didn't take long for a notice to come from Chen Feng's helmet.

"Second Lieutenant Chen Feng, please suspend training and go to Major General Tang Tianxin's office."

Chen Feng went to the headquarters with doubts.

After the end of the all-army competition, Tang Tianxin disappeared for a while, and he didn't know what the general was busy with.

Why did she summon herself as soon as she returned.

Knock.

"Please come in."

Chen Feng walked in the door.

Tang Tianxin was facing away from him, looking up at the three-dimensional star map constructed with the solar system as the background, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Feng was about to ask her what was wrong with her, she turned around, looked at Chen Feng carefully for a few seconds, then walked to the side, picked up a cup from the shelf, and poured Chen Feng a glass of orange juice, "Have a drink?" ”

Chen Feng took the cup and took a sip, "That, general, are you looking for me?" ”

Tang Tianxin sat down next to him and nodded, "Yes, have you considered which spaceship to choose?" ”

Chen Feng was at a loss, "I have been reporting to you some time ago, I want to see the situation of the various spaceships in the fleet group, and you are not at the base, I haven't read the information, and I can't make a decision." ”

Tang Tianxin smiled lightly, "I deliberately didn't show it to you." ”

Chen Feng said that it was not surprising and expected, "but this is the right of the champion of the all-army competition." General Tang, if you don't show me now, it's time to board the ship next month, and I can naturally see it. ”

"Can't you just choose Tianxin directly?" Tang Tianxin asked unwillingly.

Chen Feng shook his head, "It's not fair to me, or to other captains. ”

Tang Tianxin seemed to see through him, "Quibble, this is not your real purpose. ”

"It doesn't matter." Chen Feng smiled calmly.

Tang Tianxin took a deep breath, "I'm afraid you don't know much about me. You may be considered a cross-generational genius in the field of Blue Dragon Armor control. And I, Tang Tianxin, the youngest battleship commander in history, am a genius in the field of operational command! Only on my battleship can you truly become the sharp knife that humanity needs. ”

Chen Feng made her laugh, "Really? Can you tell me what kind of enemy we are facing? What are you going to do with me then? What kind of posture should I use and what kind of enemies should I face? What kind of enemy is my sharp knife trying to stab? ”

Tang Tianxin's expression froze.

Chen Feng's question made it difficult for her.

So far, the military has spent hundreds of years figuring out hundreds of millions of possibilities as to what kind of civilization the enemy is and how war will break out, but none of them can be called a sure outcome.

"Forget it, don't mention it. I'll let you look through the materials tomorrow. ”

"Thank you, General."

"I will also ask the researchers of the Xuanwu Academy through personal relationships to design and improve the performance of the Qinglong Armor for you, and come up with improved models with higher performance as much as possible. I've been running this for a while now. ”

Chen Feng was overjoyed at this time, "Thank you, General!" ”

"But you have to promise me one condition."

"Please."

Tang Tianxin took a deep breath and stared at Chen Feng with a scorching gaze, "You have to have a child with me." ”