Tomorrow is the New Year of the Earth, and before the New Year, Li Yu, Han Lang, and the last group of staff transferred from the Antarctic base loaded the supplies onto the ship and came to the Nazca Wasteland in southern Peru, where the headquarters of the First Army and the unexplored B-class ruins of the Earth are located.

Sitting on the fighter plane and looking down, the first thing that catches your eye is the famous Nazca Lines, a line that stretches for several kilometers, forming a variety of vivid patterns, etched on the earth, and no one has been able to decipher it to this day.

The Hercules transport plane skipped over those magical patterns, and the style of the painting suddenly changed, and a huge black starship appeared in the wasteland.

This is the Flying Fortress-class cruiser, the Atlantic, which is more than 1,500 meters long, nearly 400 meters wide, and as tall as a 30-story building, with six main guns in the front and rear, 18 auxiliary side guns, four linkage missile launchers, two fixed space torpedo launchers, two jamming missile launchers, etc., and a series of heavy fire attack devices.

With 8,000 crew members on board, the Atlantic Ocean is the only starship of the Earth Federation, and the Atlantic shoulders the important mission of guarding the Earth.

It's a pity that although the Atlantic has a high force value, there is only one, and it can't be distributed to defend every corner of the earth, and those marauders take advantage of the weakness of the Earth's starships to change places with one shot, and often before the Atlantic arrives, the enemy has fled.

After crossing the cruiser Atlantic, the main base of the First Legion and the entrance to the B-Tier ruins.

White circular buildings surround the entrance of the ruins, and there are tens of thousands of superpowers guarding the Atlantic, and if the raiders want to destroy the B-class ruins of the earth, they will have to weigh their own strength.

Just after Christmas, it was Chinese New Year's Eve, but there were no lights or celebrations in the base, and the Hercules transport plane landed a few kilometers away from the base in some solitude.

Han Lang followed Li Yu to the base in a jeep, and along the way he saw many soldiers jogging in the dark, and some people were holding thick books under the outdoor lights, and the training center was overcrowded.

The jeep stopped in the courtyard of the base, Li Yu looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Next year is the Galactic Conference, and everyone in the legion is very nervous, so when Long Chuan proposed a New Year's celebration, no one responded at all, this is the pressure." ”

"Come with me and I'll take you to meet another group of young people who are taking the stress test."

There is a separate circular building in the Nazca base, which is reserved for the group of geniuses who are the most promising to advance to the main competition of the Galaxy Conference, and Han Lang is also one of them, so Li Yu took him to meet his future companions.

"Your department is an expansion of the headquarters genius group, which originally had seven little monsters under the age of thirty but with a level of up to four stars, plus thirty-two members of the main competition who were selected from all over the world to have the hope of qualifying, a total of forty-nine people."

"Your supervisor is Long Chuan, and he is also the captain of the Atlantic, because of his busy work, you may not see him often, by the way, Chenzhong, who has a good relationship with you, is also here."

Han Lang nodded, he had already heard of the name of Longchuan, one of the three teachers of Clark back then, and Li Yu and Tallinn, who had made indelible contributions to the Earth Federation.

Now all three of them are in important positions, Li Yu is the director of the Relics Administration, Tallinn is the director of the General Bureau, and Long Chuan has taken over the most important combat power of the earth, the Atlantic.

As in other places, there was no celebration in the training camp, Han Lang and Li Yu came directly to the training center, only to see the dead fat man Chenzhong training his leg strength, holding a large bucket of beef jerky while doing sports.

Compared with the first time Han Lang saw him a few months ago, Chenzhong gained a lot of weight, his cheeks were bulging, and his belly was about to pout into the sky.

"Han Lang!"

When Chenzhong saw Han Lang, he immediately ran over with a bucket of beef jerky, and the alloy floor of the training center trembled as Chenzhong ran.

"Brother, I miss you!" Chenzhong shouted affectionately.

Han Lang looked around, "Why are you the only one here, monk?" ”

Chenzhong pursed his lips, "The monk has not passed the stress test, he has been eliminated, and now he is in the attacking group." ”

In addition to Han Lang, there were a few other people in the training room, and they had a heavy and mature temperament in the morning, and they pulled Han Lang to introduce them one by one.

Li Yu had other things, he left first, and Chen Zhong enthusiastically took Han Lang around to visit, the Federation spent a lot of money for this group of young people who were hoping to participate in the Galactic Conference, and the training camp had its own simulation warehouse and various training facilities.

I hadn't seen Chenzhong for a while, and Han Lang was talking excitedly with him, when a cold voice suddenly came from his ears.

"You are Han Lang?"

Han Lang looked back and saw seven people coming out of the training center, all of whom were not very old, and the obvious difference from the others was that they all had very good combat uniforms and four-star badges of honor on their chests.

Han Lang knew that this was the legendary seven geniuses of the headquarters, who could be promoted to four stars before the age of thirty, and they all had impeccable potential, and Han Lang and Chenzhong, these people were all added in the later stage, and the level was all three stars.

It's just that these geniuses don't seem to be social, especially the tall and thin blonde young man at the head, his gaze is a little domineering, his mouth is flattened, and he coldly shouts Han Lang's name.

To say that the biggest difference between Han Lang and them is the momentum, although the level is not as high as theirs, but Han Lang has been on the real battlefield, seen blood, and has also seen other super-powered warriors fighting for their lives in the death live broadcast, so although Han Lang is young, he is more calm.

Smiling slightly, Han Lang stretched out his hand and prepared to shake hands with the tall blond boy, and said, "I am Han Lang, haven't you asked my brother's surname yet?" ”

The tall and blond boy hesitated for a moment, barely stretched out his hand and clapped his hands with Han Lang, and frowned: "You are too late, as of now, all the people in the training camp have arrived." ”

"As the old saying goes, there are no rules, there is no circle, tonight we will elect the battalion commander and deputy battalion commander, and we will have a backbone when we act in the future."

Han Lang didn't have any opinion on this, and He Chenzhong stepped aside.

Chen Zhong held his breath and said: "This group of guys is the most annoying, relying on their high rank, they don't take us three-star fighters who came later in their eyes and refuse to even train with us, they are all the seven of them acting alone." ”

Through the communication with Chenzhong, Han Lang knew that this blonde tall young man was called Simberg, of Germanic origin, with a four-star intermediate cultivation, and all the forty-nine people in the entire training camp were counted, and he was the only one who had reached such a high level.

Of course, level in battle is not everything, it also depends on experience, courage, superpower attributes, and so on.

Szynberg had a leadership posture, and summoned the forty-nine members of the camp far from the gym, and said in a deep voice: "I propose to conduct a simulated battle to elect the battalion commander of the training camp, and the deputy battalion commander is designated by the battalion commander. ”

"Our old batch of genius battalions unanimously nominated me as a candidate for battalion commander, and you later ones should also nominate someone to come out."

Han Lang frowned slightly, and had a slight complaint about Simberg's approach, since everyone is from the same training camp and working hard for the same goal, where do you need to divide the old players and the new players? In doing so, Szeinberg was suspected of creating a small group in the camp.

Simberg shook his blonde hair, his eyes swept over the people on the scene, and said in a deep voice: "If you all have an opinion, I will be the battalion commander, and I will appoint An Beibei, the deputy battalion commander, who is also an outstanding figure among our veteran members." ”

Amber was a very lively girl, in her early twenties, with good-looking wheat-colored skin and a pair of slender thighs, and when Sheinberg mentioned her, Amber smiled and waved at everyone, and her personality was obviously very cheerful.

"I disagree!"

Seeing that the dust was about to settle, Chen Zhong suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and said in a loud voice: "I think Han Lang is more qualified to be a battalion commander than you, he is different from us, he once single-handedly blocked more than ten times the enemy, and protected the C-level prehistoric relics that are vital to the earth, in terms of actual combat experience, Han Lang is a hundred times stronger than you people!" If you were to be put in the position that Han Lang was in that day, would you be able to stop what a raider it was? ”

Chenzhong suddenly lifted Han Lang out, making Han Lang slightly stunned, and the opposite side of Sinberg also had a bad face, he had always regarded himself as a genius and thought very highly of himself.

"Since you are not convinced, do you dare to fight?" Simberg said coldly.

"Hit it, I'm afraid of you!" Chenzhong immediately rolled up his sleeves and showed his arms thicker than other people's thighs.