Chen Feng's plan was idealistic, but too empty.

The idea was infinitely good, but he just didn't know how to implement it.

But he was not in a hurry. Although he had experienced a major battle and was beaten to death, it had been less than a week since he came here this time.

There were still 51 weeks left, which was plenty of time. There was no need to rush. There was no point in rushing. Just wait and see.

That night, Chen Feng slept soundly after being forced to practice Go with Tang Tianxin for two hours and being exhausted. Tang Tianxin,

on the other hand, stayed up all night out of habit.

She first opened the Go game by herself, and lost three games in a row to the invincible personal quantum intelligent assistant. Then she opened the Mars near-field quantum network, which always had at least 100,000 people online, and played five commander simulation battles with a small number of opponents.

It was past three in the morning before she dragged her slightly tired body to bed.

She had insisted on sleeping only four hours a day for many years.

Her phenomenon was not an isolated case.

In fact, since the genetic arousal of human beings has advanced by leaps and bounds under the stimulation of the antibodies of bacteria S, the average sleep time of humans in the 31st century in these two timelines has been shortened from eight hours a day to less than five hours.

This biological clock is a little tiring, but it is still within the body's tolerance.

Chen Feng is not like this because he has maintained the living habits of the 21st century, which is not too unique.

The next morning, when Chen Feng woke up, Tang Tianxin had already gotten up and gone out.

Chen Feng first severed the connection between the incubator and his body, jumped onto the floor and did some simple adaptation activities.

His body gradually grew up.

Now he is over four years old, a little top-heavy, but he can already walk a few steps and stretch his muscles.

He can even start eating with his mouth to satisfy his hunger.

Of course, the nutrients and energy absorbed by his intestines are still far from enough to support the rapid development of his body, so he still has to stay

in the incubator most of the time. After fifteen minutes, Chen Feng was tortured by the feeling of hunger and hurried back to the box to lie down.

Then he found that he couldn't find anything to do! He

had finished reading history and couldn't go out for training. Ding Hu didn't return a new set of questions to him for a while.

As an Eagle Strike Warrior of the Tianxin Column, Chen Feng did not have the academic pressure like last time.

He had no idea how to deal with Lei, and he could not find a reliable direction no matter how hard he tried.

Therefore, he, who had lived every minute of his life for a long time, was a little uncomfortable with the taste of doing nothing, and felt uncomfortable all over.

But he quickly slapped himself and blamed himself very much.

"Chen Feng, what are you thinking about! Have you forgotten how you were a slacker so quickly? The opportunity to be a slacker is so rare, you must cherish it and don't forget your original intention!"

So he clicked on a movie and prepared to have a rare pastime.

He casually clicked the first one on the Mars movie on-demand rankings.

He forgot to check the title before clicking in, but the opening theme sounded quite epic, very grand and magnificent.

Chen Feng said it was not bad, this movie must be an epic blockbuster.

When the opening theme was playing, various images began to flash in the stereo projection, making him feel as if he was there, with a full sense of substitution.

The stereoscopic images included racing, explosions, helicopters, and plane crashes. The special effects were very cool and very textured.

Chen Feng's expectations gradually increased.

This is clearly a traditional film with a background taken from the 21st century.

How classic must this film be to be ranked first in the on-demand rate on Mars a thousand years later?

Chen Feng said he couldn't imagine it, couldn't describe it, and pardon my lack of words.

And this was exactly the kind of thing he could copy. He thought that even if it wasn't a science fiction film, it wouldn't be a big problem.

It was just that these flash images looked a bit familiar, and he felt it was weird.

The five-minute opening theme ended, and the title finally appeared, with a long list of subtitles below it.

"The Blade Revealed (Part 1) - This film is the first part of the biographical documentary of Master Chen Feng, telling the story of his half-year journey from an apartment housekeeper to a well-known musician in his brilliant life. The first step in the rise of a master is to be able to do what others cannot. "

Chen Feng turned off the movie.

It was too embarrassing to watch.

Pah!

No wonder the fleeting image of the fool standing in front of the exploding car, playing the guitar and singing looked so familiar. I

can't copy it!

Do I make my own documentary? Do I still have any shame?

Why do you make the theme song of your documentary so epic? It wasted five minutes of my time.

What's even more infuriating is that this movie can't even kill time. How can he not know what he has done?

Why watch it? Can't he just remember it himself?

The higher the expectations, the deeper the hurt when the expectations are not met. Chen Feng's mood was ruined. After turning off the movie in a depressed mood, he simply connected Tang Tianxin's communication rights to see what the child's mother was busy with.

Something unexpected happened. Tang Tianxin frowned and looked depressed at this time.

Chen Feng turned the screen angle 180 degrees and saw the situation in the conference room in front of her clearly. He vaguely guessed most of it.

Tang Tianxin's plan to recruit new members went smoothly yesterday. Many elite Eagle Strike Warriors came. They were strong and powerful, and each one was as good as the other.

Most of them originally belonged to their own columns and were the real elite of other Martian columns.

These people saw Tang Tianxin's amazing performance in the Mars Commander Competition, and they firmly believed that they could better display their talents under her. Even though Tang Tianxin's team has always had a high casualty rate, they still came one after another despite knowing that there are tigers in the mountain.

This is the confidence and responsibility of the strong. Wherever the danger is the greatest, wherever we are most needed, there we are.

We are never afraid of death, but we are afraid of dying in vain.

Tang Tianxin even happily raised the selection standards. After her strict selection, only less than 1,000 people were left out of the 2,000 people who came to register.

That's why she was so confident to make a bold statement to Chen Feng last night, that the organization will be restored in January and the combat effectiveness will be restored in March.

But today the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. There were less than 500 people in the conference room, and most of them were elderly people over 150 years old, or teenagers under 15 years old, with only a few contestants of the right age.

Tang Tianxin was in a bad mood, but he could only force a smile on his face. He stood up and said loudly: "Thank you all for coming to participate in the selection. Now please go to the playground to take a comprehensive quality test. Let's go!"

"Yes!"

This group of warriors, old or young, had basic qualities. They saluted in unison and responded at the same time. They were very imposing, and then turned around and walked out.

After everyone left, Tang Tianxin sighed, then clenched his fists and said to himself, "Too much, too much!"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng's voice came from the communication system.

"Last night, the captains of the other Mars columns all started some kind of elite closed-door training, and now they refuse to let anyone out. They are teaming up to target me!"

Chen Feng asked, "What should we do? Do you want to lower the standards and keep these people?"

Tang Tianxin shook his head, "Although I am grateful that they trust my abilities, I can't lower the standards easily. The Tianxin Column is built to the standards of a front-line main combat column. I will definitely participate in high-risk special attack operations at that time. Letting people who don't meet the standards join in is harming them."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's troublesome."

"Yeah."

Things were at a stalemate, and the other column captains refused to let anyone go, so Tang Tianxin had no choice.

She sighed again, "I can't just go and rob them, can I?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment and asked, "How is my special operations team training now?"

Tang Tianxin: "Very good. Although we are still sharing our experience and updating the tutorials with other columns without reservation, Ye Luming and Ding Hu are your direct students after all, and they can get your first-hand guidance. The new version of the tutorial we give out will also be used internally by the other 250 Eagle Strike Warriors first, and will be shared publicly after the reliability is verified and confirmed to be no problem."

"So our progress has always been faster than others, and everyone is working very hard, and our level is improving very quickly. According to my personal judgment, the 270 former Tianxin Column Eagle Strike Warriors except you have become the strongest special operations squadron on Mars. What's the matter?"

Chen Feng's eyes turned, "Very good, the solution to the problem is here."

After all, it was Tang Tianxin, he reacted instantly and said loudly: "Yes!"

...

Half an hour later, Ding Hu and other 270 Eagle Strike Warriors appeared outside the gate of the Caesar Column base, the first-line column closest to the Tianxin Column base.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ding Hu, what are you doing?"

Charles Louis, the second in command of Caesar Column, who rushed over after hearing the news, stood at the door with a smile, "Captain Tang has thought it through? Decided to disband the team? Are you here to join us? Welcome!"

"No!" Ding Hu denied sharply, "We are..."

His face turned red.

But when he thought of his responsibilities and what Chen Feng once said, "Don't bow your head, or the crown will fall off", he calmed down.

Brother Hu gritted his teeth and said loudly, "We heard that you were doing some kind of closed-door training. It just so happens that I have been leading my trainees in intensive training recently and constantly summarizing my experience and lessons. This is to continuously update the training tutorials."

Charles vaguely guessed his intention and his face gradually became nervous. "You updated two versions of the tutorial yesterday?"

"Yes, it's the Tiger Style tutorial I sent to you yesterday!" Ding Hu put his hands on his hips, looking very proud, "That's all my hard work, it's the best skills I used to train Chen Feng, the killer hand signal. Now I want to popularize it. I have to work so hard to satisfy you weaklings."

Charles suddenly became solemn and saluted, "On behalf of the Caesar Column and mankind, I thank you. Instructor Ding Hu, your name will be recorded in history!"

Brother Hu waved his hand, "There's no need to say thank you, it's what I should do. But practicing behind closed doors is not as effective as practicing together with everyone in the open. We need to be challenged, we need more intense confrontations, and now we need your help!"

Charles' face turned bitter again.

In this morning's real closed-door training, they really felt the power of the Tiger training.

It was really extraordinary.

The nearly 300 people standing in front of him were the absolute elite who survived the chip surprise attack, which was like a meat grinder with a death rate of up to 99.9%.

It was not that Charles was self-deprecating, but he knew very well that Caesar's column could not select 270 elite squadrons that could fight Ding Hu and his group.

He was hesitant, "This..."

"Charles! Send 600 men to fight us with real swords and guns! 600, not 300! What we do is to improve the fighting power of all mankind. If you, the Caesar Column, still have some blood in you, if you still remember the oath you made when you became a warrior, then dedicate your strength!"

The "oath" in Ding Hu's mouth was only 25 words.

"When I wear armor, I will do my best to fight for the survival of mankind, even if I am torn to pieces!"

Since the Eagle Strike Armor became the main weapon of mankind, this oath has been passed down for a hundred years and everyone knows it.

Charles was very depressed and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a steady voice sounded behind Charles.

"Okay, then come on!"

Guyus Julius came.

Ding Hu nodded steadily, full of pride.

However, Chen Feng's voice rang out in his private chat.

"Well done, Brother Hu! This is exactly what I wanted! Brother Hu, your acting skills are not bad, believe in yourself."

Ding Hu rolled his eyes secretly, feeling miserable.

In addition to being an elite warrior, I also have to be an instructor, and I have to be an actor!

It's so hard for me.

Forget it, I also remember the oath.

In the face of justice, I have to learn not to be fussy about details.

I'm not afraid of being torn to pieces, so why should I have a face?