Chapter 467 The head warrior is drifting away [5000 words]
At this time, Chen Feng's talk work as a USB disk is coming to an end. He has written down all the people who should be noted. Next, he will also read a report including the DF-711 fortress ship, the Orton galaxy, the Xuanwu galaxy, and the
He had compiled a list of 100,000 people who were top talents in various fields in the entire Morrowind Empire over the past century. He could definitely remember it, but he was not sure how many people he could bring into the next timeline.
In fact, there may be some people who have always existed from the beginning, but Chen Feng didn't know or recognize them before. But then he suddenly recognized them, and he felt that it was his own USB disk effect.
The USB disk effect may actually be an illusion, but it can neither be falsified nor confirmed.
For example, Naweilun, Bernstad, Han Yu and others in the eighth timeline.
Perhaps these people had been there before and were in different important positions, but Chen Feng didn't know them and didn't remember them, so he just pretended they didn't exist.
This is still extreme idealism - I see it and it exists.
At this time, there are less than a hundred people left in the square, which is already the essence of the Morrowind Empire.
There were many old acquaintances of Chen Feng in the crowd.
Now Lin Bu's military rank reaches the rank of general, which is second only to the marshal rank in the ranking of military leaders, and he is the last among the generals at the same level. This shows that he has a very high status in the army.
Lin Datou is about the same age as Chen Feng, well over a hundred years old at this time, and he still looks middle-aged.
Compared with other military leaders, although Lin Bu's uniform was neat, his hair was messy and very unkempt.
Chen Feng felt that Lin Bu showed a truth.
It's easy to change a person's nature, but it's hard to change his nature. Time cannot make a person stable, but only magnifies the person's paranoia infinitely.
The Sun thief had an expression of dissatisfaction on his face at this time. He probably wanted to compete with him and see the methods of humanity's number one warrior who spanned multiple timelines.
Master Chen expressed that he was a little fed up. This man really deserves a beating. You can't be my opponent anyway...
etc.
Chen Feng scanned Lin Bu's resume at an extremely fast speed.
Okay, very dazzling, very cool, very domineering.
Fanxing had told Chen Feng before that since the war broke out in 3020, many soldiers and commanders in the shadow galaxy had gone out and joined the battlefield.
Some rational people once opposed this, believing that the shadow galaxy should preserve its vitality as much as possible before waiting for Chen Feng.
However, the opposition was ineffective, and the strategy of going global was almost unanimously adopted in the military field, and no refutation was accepted.
The soldiers also have good reasons.
Compatriots in other star regions of the empire are using their respective territories and bodies to buy time for the shadow galaxy in exchange for information.
The compatriots outside are making huge 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 stably.
Soldiers regard war as their bounden duty, and wrapping their bodies in horse leather is their honor and their destination.
Although the importance of shadow is self-evident, we cannot hide like a turtle and watch others die for us.
No one is nobler than anyone else.
We must never sit back and watch others charge forward with peace of mind, just waiting to pick up the fruits of victory.
Our actions must be worthy of the sacrifices others make for us.
Besides, since we call ourselves elites, can’t we exchange more information than others?
Finally, warriors who have not passed the test of blood and fire can only talk about war on paper. So what qualifications do we have to use top-notch weapons created by condensing the essence of the power of all civilizations?
Without the trial of the battlefield, without the experience of walking between 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. Wouldn't we be worthy of our ancestors, other warriors, scientific researchers and manufacturers?
Equipment workers?
All these reasons are impossible to refute.
Since then, military commanders and soldiers quietly walked out of the shadow galaxy. First, they used the imperial household registration system to select participating star sectors according to their preferences or randomly, giving themselves the pseudonyms and identities of ordinary people.
As an official, he appeared on all major battlefields, climbing up the ranks little by little.
In the past hundred years, the military personnel in the shadow galaxy have grown from old to young to nearly 130 billion people. Among them, 111 billion people have gone out several times, and the total number of trips has reached trillions.
Second-rate.
Some people become famous outside and climb up the ranks step by step.
Some people have their bones buried in foreign lands, and their heroic souls are floating in the deep space of the universe.
This action gradually came to an end until 3118, when the Compound Eyes began to destroy the human star gate.
Among the nearly 20 billion people who have never gone out, some are defensive forces, and a very small number are like Ding Hu. There are various reasons.
It is difficult for Brother Hu to get promoted because of this.
Brother Tiger wanted to go out and charge into the battle, but reality didn't allow it.
Of the 111 billion people, approximately 30 billion people have successfully left and come back, and the other nearly 80 billion people have been buried in a foreign land with their comrades in other galaxies.
The price is heavy, but the rewards are rich.
Today, the 40 billion soldiers in the shadow galaxy are just over half of the total population of the star system.
Most of the 40 billion warriors are elites who have returned from the war. All of them are good at fighting and have unparalleled bravery.
Every warrior who has experienced the war and successfully returned to the Shadow Galaxy has seen more or less the methods of the compound-eyes, experienced the oppression of the compound-eyes on the battlefield, and is familiar with the enemy's various weapons.
Various coping methods are engraved deep in the soul.
When should you attack?
What means of attack are most effective?
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 surround and destroy the Blade Beetle at the minimum cost?
How to successfully escape and retreat when locked by a prism ship?
When there is no way to escape, how to empty the ammunition in a very short time and then quickly detonate the power compartment of one's own fighter jet...
On the space battlefield, whether it is a large warship or a small fighter plane, life and death are basically just a thin line.
Artificial intelligence can assist decision-making, assist in collecting information, and provide relatively comprehensive decision-making suggestions.
But machines are machines after all, and programs are programs after all, not people.
There will be no logic errors in the program, but perfect logic is not necessarily the best strategy on the battlefield.
And if someone is really stupid enough to trust their life and death to artificial intelligence, reality will teach these people a lesson.
The compound-eyed ones who have already penetrated into the quantum network are waiting for the moment when these people make mistakes.
In countless critical moments, people still need 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 such, these battlefield experiences involve quick intuitive reactions.
What you learn on paper is ultimately shallow, and intuitive reactions are difficult to consolidate through training. Soldiers need to really put themselves into that kind of environment, and even more need actual combat.
These require on-the-spot observation and learning, personal experience time and time again, and continuous accumulation of intuitive reaction experience.
Every time I participated in a battle and survived, I accumulated richer battlefield experience.
Based on Chen Feng's past concepts, when humans and the Compound Eye Fleet were in a head-on confrontation, there was almost no possibility of escape.
So one of the particularly intuitive aspects of the progress he saw this time was that even if humans only mastered hyperwarp motion at twenty times the speed of light, they could still buy some people time to escape by relying on strategic changes and massive troops. .
At least humans are no longer easily wiped out every time they come into contact.
The various models of powerful space fighters possessed by mankind have truly reduced weapons such as the Dragonfly fighter planes and eight-legged beetles of the Compound Eyes to cannon fodder.
Unless the Blade Beetles are dispatched, the human army can be easily wiped out.
Self-exploding flies and turtle-shaped aircraft are new weapons developed by the Compound Eyes to eliminate the endless stream of human fighter planes and other combat units.
These small units are effective on the frontal battlefield, but they win only by quantity, and they are insufficient to chase down human fighters in a large area.
Today's human army, even if it still cannot escape the Milky Way, can at least successfully evacuate from the front line within the arms of Orion. If there is a chance, they will rush in and fight for a shot. If there is no chance, they will quickly evacuate. They will continue to make detours to reorganize their forces and wait for the next opportunity. .
After the first batch of three levels of main battle fleets, including the Barnard Star Super Fleet, were wiped out one after another, humans changed their combat strategy. They no longer fought easily, but stole every shot they could. , the strategy of breaking things up into pieces and running away if you can’t steal a gun is a strategy of decentralized action, commonly known as guerrilla warfare.
Since the war started, the reason why humans still have thousands of galaxy-level settlements is because these galaxies have large industrial bases that can quickly mass-produce ships, fighter planes and space stations.
The people of the empire want to seize the time to produce more ships for the army, scientific researchers, and escapees, and they refuse to evacuate one after another.
Some human soldiers choose to live and die with these workers and scientific researchers, and they can also take away the newly produced new ships in a timely manner.
Prior to this, the vast majority of civilians had already been dispersed throughout the Orion Arm on various types of military and civilian ships. Some were fleeing far away, and some were looking for places to lurk, waiting to be attacked from the war zone. When the new ships come out to meet and respond, the hope of escape becomes even greater.
The entire Orion Arm is like throwing a firecracker into a termite nest. Although the nest is destroyed after the explosion, the termites are running around in all directions, just to save the fire.
After the Compound Eyes have destroyed the remaining thousands of inhabited galaxies, it will take anywhere from hundreds to thousands of years to completely wipe out all humanity in the Orion Arm and the Milky Way to complete the finishing work.
We will not be easily erased again.
We can extend the time of the struggle 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 external theaters, commanders such as Lu Xianfeng, Tang Tianxin, Gaius, Bernstad, and Charles all participated more or less, ranging from a few times to dozens of times. Hundreds of battles.
Among them, Tang Tianxin has the most impressive record, but Lu Xianfeng's pseudonym has the best reputation externally and has been promoted the fastest.
This is one of the reasons why Lu Xianfeng can securely be the first marshal.
As for the warriors, they are represented by Lin Bu, Maleh, O'Brien, Du Yuwen and others.
Soldiers who go out and return successfully are collectively called returning soldiers, and they are all elite.
Of course, not everyone is so lucky to escape in the meat grinder battlefield, sometimes you really have to have some luck.
For example, Maleh and Du Yuwen, two talented warriors with outstanding reputations, unfortunately died in an extremely fierce battle.
Among all the returning warriors, Lin Bu's record was the most outstanding.
Chen Feng can control the leaping armor to kill blade beetles like pigs. Lin Bu does not have a leaping armor like Chen Feng, but in the past hundred years, Lin Bu has killed more than 10,000 blade beetles.
When he was outside, Lin Bu was not using the most advanced armor-type weapons, but new standard fighters that had only undergone simple modifications and had some enhanced power.
Chen Feng took another look at Lin Bu's current genetic arousal level.
hiss!
Up to 47.12%!
Chen Feng has visited tens of thousands of planetary systems in a hundred years, and Lin Bu is no less impressive.
Just one large-scale battle involving thousands of warships and fighting for more than twenty years lasted for twenty years. Linbu and his comrades in the 13th District fought and retreated, were constantly broken up, and constantly regrouped. The battle front spanned hundreds of light-years and affected thousands of stars.
The death rate of the fleets in the eleven districts is as high as 99.83%.
Even so, Lin Bu survived.
This is just one of his achievements!
After reading Lin Bu's information in a very short period of time, Chen Feng felt that Datou did have a reason to be arrogant.
Datou's arousal level is so high at this time, and coupled with the battlefield experience gained from escaping from death countless times, he can really compete with himself.
So I will temporarily forgive his disrespect and wait until I can think of a way to make his arousal level exceed his before we can talk again.
Chen Feng thought so, but the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop.
"Sir Chen Feng, I want to know why you have to wait until today even though you could have contacted humans a hundred years in advance. With your talents, I believe you can participate in many battles like me and still survive until now."
Lin Bu looked solemn and said in a cold tone.
Chen Feng's face was expressionless.
well.
Which pot should not be opened?
Scars were exposed.
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 even the core of the fan tribe can't make up for.
Chen Feng really wanted to tell Lin Bu the truth.
Because you can afford to die, but I can't afford to die.
If I'm exposed, I'm afraid of being beheaded.
You don't have to be afraid.
The fact that you can survive until now is partly due to your strength, but also partly due to your luck.
I really don't dare to gamble on luck.
In the end, Chen Feng's thousands of words were condensed into three words, "The next one."
Lin Bu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he snorted fiercely, "Humph! Coward!"
Before Chen Feng could chase him away, his figure suddenly disappeared.
Chen Feng could clearly see that the lingering disdain in Lin Datou's eyes before he disappeared was just an expression of "I have actually seen through your cowardice."
Chen Feng gritted his teeth very tightly, damn...
Angry!
You can't even refute it.
So annoying.
Lin Datou's temper has become more and more extreme in each timeline, and his path has become narrower and narrower.
No, we must find a way to treat him.
Thank God, people like Lin Datou who do not know what is good or evil are in the minority after all.
The subsequent "heart-to-heart talk" between Chen Feng and everyone was quite pleasant, and some people tried to help Lin Bu, begging Chen Feng not to argue with Lin Bu. This man is just a psychopath with a flawed brain. There are not many people in the army who don't hate him.
Otherwise, based on his record, he should have been promoted to marshal long ago.
Unconsciously, there were fewer and fewer people in the square.
The mother of the child is getting closer and closer.
Chen Feng temporarily changed his mind.
"Marshal Lu Xianfeng, please come here first."
He first passed over Tang Tianxin and Ou Qinglan, and clicked on Lu Xianfeng, who was standing at the end.
Lu Xianfeng was secretly pleased, and quickly passed the two people in front of him to stand in front of Chen Feng, and first briefly introduced himself.
Chen Feng had something on his mind, and it was rare for him to have a few more words with this old acquaintance.
"Marshal Lu Xianfeng, you are well-deserved for your position as marshal. You have a great responsibility, but I have unconditional trust in you. I believe you must be a leader worth relying on."
Lu Xianfeng gave a military salute and said, "We will never disappoint our sages!"
Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, it doesn't matter whether you disappoint me or not. We all have only one responsibility, as long as we don't disappoint our compatriots. Go ahead, I'm sorry for wasting a lot of your time."
Lu Xianfeng said humbly: "No problem, it's my honor to listen to the teachings of the sage. We have been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and we don't care about these few hours."
"Hahaha, Lao Lu, you are really good at talking. Go ahead, go ahead."
Chen Feng thanked the guest again.
Lu Xianfeng left happily.
Chen Feng nodded further, "Dr. Ou Qinglan, you go first."
Ou Qinglan, who had been secretly sizing up Chen Feng, was overjoyed. She squeezed Tang Tianxin away happily and jumped forward with her heart in her hands.
Chen Feng looked at this man quite speechlessly.
Baotou, baby face, invincible.
You are over a hundred years old and you still look like a little lolita. Are you really a man?
"Hello, sage, I am..."
Chen Feng: "Next one."
Ou Qinglan, a 120-year-old legal lolita, was stunned and pointed at herself, "Huh? Oh... Oh, that's not right! I am the dean of the Shadow Galaxy Academy of Sciences, and I have many major projects to report to you!"
Chen Feng coughed lightly and said, "We will talk about academic issues in detail later. I will introduce you to chat with my younger brother Freders. I will not get involved in your high-end topics. I will just see the results. Go ahead.
Go ahead."
"Oh no! Sir, please wait a moment, I have something else to say. I know that you and my ancestor...grandpa Ou Junlang are buddies, so this will mess up the hierarchy. But that's not important. I believe that with your talent and mine
The combination of high IQ genes..."
Chen Feng suddenly changed his color and shouted: "Fanxing! Xiaofu! Shut the door! Kick this person offline!"
He finally understood.
God knows what Ou Qinglan is thinking this time. Does a hundred-year-old loli want to mess with her generation, or wants to eat old grass?
That's okay.
Decisive and ugly refusal.
Snap.
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 timidity of being close to home is nothing more than this.
Chen Feng was indeed a little nervous.
Tang Tianxin looked pretty good, with a solemn face, resolute eyes, and a cold temperament.
She took the role of strong women very carefully.
But Chen Feng didn't know that Tang Tianxin's heart rate was as high as 180 per minute.
