I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 680: Ding Hu’s plan

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In November 3007, the All-Imperial Unified Military Skills Competition will be held on time.

As an annual super-large military competition, for many outstanding soldiers, it is basically the last big test before joining the army.

This is not a short-term thing, but a progressive elimination competition.

If you can stand out in the competition and enter the star field level rematch, you can prove that the contestants already have the ability to stand on the battlefield.

If you can break out of the star field limit and enter the real imperial finals, then no matter what ranking you can get in the end, you can join the army immediately after the game, hold important positions, and be given important responsibilities.

Finally, if you can beat the pack in the imperial finals, jump out of the school-age restrictions, and enter the final step of the cross-age and cross-level actual combat finals, then if you have already set foot on the battlefield ahead of time, you can start remote execution.

So, the time for this integrated training is floating.

If you get eliminated quickly, you'll be fine on the first day.

But if you can keep winning, it's not impossible for a month or two, or even years.

It is rumored that the finals fifteen years ago have reached the present, but there are still two teams that have yet to decide the winner.

The original contestants have all passed through the Tiandong Star Gate one after another and reached the depths of the Genting Star Field.

Because the tasks of these two teams have not been completed, and they have successfully penetrated into the enemy's army, they have become "nails" for humans to take root. He simply turned into a secret department and became a member of the third front.

The first front is the front line of the exchange of fire between the two sides, including the Genting theater and the Sagittarius spiral arm front where there are still a few sporadic fighting. The main task of the first front is very clear, that is, armed struggle.

The second front is inside the empire, consisting of countless human-inhabited galaxies and space stations in the depths, as well as a larger number of small and medium-sized floating bases for scientific research, production, military training, and breeding. The main tasks of the second front are responsible for production, scientific and technological research and development, population breeding, military garrison and other tasks.

As for the third front, it was established in recent years. After creating the multiverse and coming into contact with pseudo-humans, after years of technological innovation, human beings have gradually mastered the ability to disguise themselves as compound-eyed slaves. At the same time, the composition of the compound-eyed three-way army has become more complex, with more species classifications, and more and more information is exposed in the process of long-term confrontation, and in order to maintain productivity, compound-eyes have to let more races mix Living in the same subspace or in a large base adds to the complexity of the situation. Under the new external conditions, human beings and uprising slaves finally began to sneak into the enemy's interior by means of breeding technology, bionic camouflage, long-range artificial intelligence, etc., which formed today's third front.

Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers participated in the primary school competition, and the whole class teamed up to participate.

According to the conjecture of the head teacher Ding Hu, the Flying Tiger Class can break out of the First Pioneer Academy and become the representative of Planet 7. It is already fortunate.

But when the Flying Tigers enter the galaxy-level competition circle, they will definitely struggle, not to mention the Genting Starfield, which includes the elites of today's human elites, it will definitely make him difficult and painful.

Ding Hu pondered, Zheng Feng's team could last seven or eight days in the competition. By then, he had just finished the new textbook, and then he could reason with him and tell him that the top of the Genting Star Region, Humans also have ten top-level war zones. They are the origin theater in the center of the solar system, the eight major theaters divided according to the eight quadrants, and the vertical tenth theater that extends from the front line to the Genting Star Field. To get out of the tenth war zone, you have the opportunity to truly climb to the top of mankind and compete fiercely with the best of all your peers on the highest stage. After winning the competition with your peers, you will have the opportunity to compete with masters of all ages and join long-range missions deep into the third front.

"Oh? I almost forgot that you already lost. But you don't have to lose heart, after all, you are only eleven years old now. You are still young. Oh, I also forgot, you are currently participating in the elementary class of the elementary school group, So your opponents are generally within three to five years old, um, the so-called 'peers'."

Brother Hu has even designed the lines to "comfort" people.

Zheng Feng is doomed.

He himself is very strong, but it cannot be denied that the classmates in the Flying Tigers team that the academy deployed in order to match his poor culture class progress, but the strengths were reversed, the situation reversed, and they became the hindrances.

In the past, Zheng Feng's situation was that he was weak and his teammates were strong. The shortcoming of the team at the beginning was himself, so when he broke out, he pulled the level of the entire team up a lot.

Now the situation has changed, Zheng Feng himself has become the top one, but he has to carry another twenty-nine tow oil bottles. No matter how he exploded, it would be useless.

Due to the approaching competition, the cultural course was suspended the next day, and Zheng Feng and his twenty-nine younger brothers appeared in the special training venue at the top of the academy tower.

As for Ding Hu, he just stood on the teacher's office building and watched from a distance.

From now on, he, the head teacher, will not interfere with all the progress of the Flying Tigers.

Twenty-nine children stood still, side by side, while Zheng Feng paced back and forth with his hands on his back.

Although I haven't been with these children for a long time, as the eldest person and the captain of the Flying Tigers, Zheng Feng needs to deepen his understanding with the team members, master each person's strengths and personality, and design a lot in advance. This kind of combat plan is convenient for your own squad to be combined organically, instead of the thirty rabble gathered together like stragglers.

The average age of the children is only 35 years old, but due to their precocious maturity, they are wearing military uniforms and standing proudly with their hands on their backs, which is a bit majestic.

Zheng Feng quickly scans through each person's fact sheet, and then begins to roll names.

"Qin Wu, Li Qingqing, Edgar Julian, Morrison Scott, Matta Nicklaus, Jane Rowland, Lev Tchaikovsky, the seven of you, out !”

After clicking on the names, the seven boys and girls stepped forward one after another.

"The seven of you are in the first order. In the next game, you will complete the tough task with me. Do you understand?"

"Got it!"

Zheng Feng then called again and began to divide the remaining 22 people into four teams, two teams of six and two teams of five.

The four teams are responsible for intelligence, material production management, and preparatory duties.

After such a simple deployment, the all-round combat team composed of thirty people has a taste.

It is not surprising that Ding Hu, who was secretly watching, ~IndoMTL.com~ In the previous special training simulation, Zheng Feng has temporarily formed a combat team to hunt long insects more than once.

He's just doing the basics right now, no fuss.

"Okay! According to the competition rules, in the early stage of the simulated special operations, we can choose the next-level armor. This is the model I have selected for you, you can see for yourself, and you can put forward your opinions."

The next moment, what Zheng Feng did surprised Ding Hu.

Nowadays, the mass-produced main battle armor of mankind is Xuanyuan armor. Whether it is human armor or intelligent warfare, it belongs to the category of Xuanyuan armor.

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But there are as many as tens of thousands of variants of Regulus, which are produced in different galaxies, use different materials, and meet different design concepts to meet various needs.

At the same time, in order to ensure the absolute fairness of the competition, there is an upper limit on the combined performance of armor and armament that can be used by all participating teams.

So how to choose equipment and how to allocate equipment more reasonably is an extremely test of kung fu.

What I didn't expect was that Zheng Feng's shot was a perfect configuration, like the handwriting of a battle-hardened veteran general.

Ding Hu always felt something strange.

This brat shouldn't have this knowledge and tactical thinking, right?

Wait, don't tell me...

Seeing Zheng Feng's smug smile in the distance, Ding Hu suddenly understood.

This product must have asked for help from the "outside audience" in advance!

Who is it?

His father, Zheng Yifeng?

No, it is said that Zheng Yifeng is an upright person, and it is impossible to do this like cheating.

Oh yes, it must be Tang Tianxin!

That's Lieutenant General!

Damn!