At this time, Chen Feng's work as a USB flash drive is about to come to an end. He has recorded the names of the people he should record. Next, he will look at a list of 100,000 people, including the DF-711 Fortress Ship, the Orton Galaxy, the Xuanwu Galaxy, and the top talents in various fields of the entire Morning Wind Empire over the past hundred years. He can definitely remember them all, but he is not sure how many people he can bring into the next timeline.

In fact, some people may have existed from the beginning, but Chen Feng did not know them before, and suddenly recognized them, so he thought it was his USB flash drive effect.

The USB flash drive effect may actually be an illusion, but it cannot be falsified or confirmed.

For example, Na Weilun, Bainstar, Han Yu and others in the eighth timeline.

Perhaps these people were here before, and they were in different important positions, but Chen Feng didn't know them, didn't remember them, and they were as good as non-existent.

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 Morning Wind Empire this time.

There are many old acquaintances of Chen Feng in the crowd.

Now Lin Bu's military rank is general, which is only second to the marshal in the sequence of military leaders, and he is ranked last among the generals of the same level, which shows that he has a very high status in the army.

Lin Datou is about the same age as Chen Feng, and he is also well over a hundred years old at this time, and he still looks like a middle-aged man.

Compared with other military leaders, although Linbu's uniform is neat, his hair is messy and he looks very unkempt.

Chen Feng thinks that there is a truth in Linbu.

It is difficult to change a person's nature. Time cannot make a person stable. Instead, it only magnifies this person's prejudice.

This thief had a dissatisfied expression on his face at this time. He probably wanted to have a fight with him and see the methods of the first warrior of mankind who spanned multiple timelines.

Master Chen said that he was a little annoyed. This person simply deserved a beating. Anyway, you can't be my opponent...

wait.

Chen Feng scanned Linbu's resume at a very fast speed.

Well, it's dazzling, cool, and domineering.

Fanxing had told Chen Feng before that since the outbreak of the war in 3020, many soldiers and commanders in the Shadow Galaxy have gone out and joined the battlefield.

Some rational people once expressed opposition to this, believing that before waiting for Chen Feng, the Shadow Galaxy should preserve its manpower as much as possible.

But the opposition was ineffective. The strategy of going out was almost unanimously passed in the military field and no objection was accepted.

The soldiers also had sufficient reasons.

Compatriots in other star regions of the Empire are using their own territories and bodies to buy time for the Shadow Galaxy in exchange for information.

Compatriots outside are making great sacrifices, and it is precisely because people outside are working hard to attract the firepower of the Compound Eye Army that the Shadow Galaxy can develop steadily.

Soldiers take war as their natural duty, and dying on the battlefield is an honor and a destination.

Although the importance of shadows is self-evident, we cannot hide like a turtle and watch others die for us.

No one is nobler than anyone else.

We must not watch others charge in front of us with a clear conscience, just waiting to reap the fruits of victory.

Our actions must be worthy of the sacrifices made by others for us.

In addition, since we claim to be elite, can't we get more information in return than others?

Finally, warriors who have not been tested by blood and fire can only talk about war on paper, so what qualifications do we have to use the top weapons made with the essence of the power of all civilizations?

Without the trials of the battlefield, without the experience of wandering between life and death, even if we are given the best equipment, we cannot exert the combat power that the equipment should have. How can we be worthy of our ancestors, other warriors, scientific researchers and workers who make these equipment?

These reasons are irrefutable.

Since then, military commanders and warriors have quietly walked out of the Shadow Galaxy. First, they use the Imperial Household Registration System to select the participating star regions according to their preferences or randomly, give themselves ordinary pseudonyms and identities, and then appear in major battlefields as ordinary warriors and junior commanders, climbing up little by little.

In these hundred years, the military personnel in the Shadow Galaxy have grown to nearly 130 billion people, from old to young, of which 11 billion have been out more or less, and the total number of round trips has reached tens of trillions.

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, for 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.

Among 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 account for just over half of the total population of the galaxy.

Most of the 40 billion warriors are elites who have returned, and each of them is good at fighting and unmatched in bravery.

Every warrior who has experienced the war and successfully returned to the Shadow Galaxy has more or less seen the methods of the compound eyes, personally experienced the pressure of the compound eyes on the battlefield, and is familiar with the enemy's various weapons, and has engraved various coping methods into the depths of his soul.

When should we attack?

What means are the most effective for attacking?

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 besiege and destroy the blade mantis at the lowest cost?

How to successfully escape and retreat when being locked by a prism ship?

When there is no way to escape, how to use up the ammunition in a very short time and then quickly detonate the power compartment of your own fighter plane...

In the space battlefield, whether it is a large warship or a small fighter, life and death are basically just a matter of a hair's breadth.

Artificial intelligence can assist in decision-making, help collect information, and provide relatively comprehensive decision-making suggestions.

But machines are machines after all, and programs are programs after all, not people.

Programs will not make logical errors, but perfect logic on the battlefield is not necessarily the best strategy.

And if someone is really stupid enough to entrust his life and death entirely to artificial intelligence, reality will teach these people a lesson.

The compound eyes that have long infiltrated the quantum network are waiting for these people to make stupid mistakes.

In countless critical moments, people still need to make the final decision.

The time to consider a problem is often very short, only a few seconds at most, or as short as one ten-thousandth of a second.

Therefore, these battlefield experiences involve quick intuitive reactions.

Knowledge gained from paper is always shallow, and intuitive reactions are difficult to consolidate through training. Soldiers need to really put themselves into that kind of environment, and even more so, actual combat.

These all require on-site observation and learning, and require personal experience again and again, and the continuous accumulation of intuitive reaction experience.

Every time you participate in a battle and survive, you accumulate more battlefield experience.

According to Chen Feng’s past concepts, when humans confront the compound eye fleet head-on, there is almost no possibility of escape.

So the particularly intuitive point in the progress he saw this time is that even if humans only master hypercurved motion at twenty times the speed of light, they can still rely on strategic changes and massive manpower to gain time for some people to escape.

At least humans are no longer easily annihilated every time they come into contact with them.

The various types of powerful space fighters that humans possess have reduced the dragonfly fighters and eight-legged beetles of the Compound Eyes to cannon fodder.

Unless the blade mantis is dispatched, the human army can be easily wiped out.

The self-destructing flies and turtle-shaped aircraft are new weapons developed by the Compound Eyes to eliminate the endless human fighters and other combat units.

These small units are effective on the front battlefield, but they only win by quantity, so they are stretched to the limit when used to chase human fighters over a large area.

Even if the human army today still cannot escape the Milky Way, it can at least successfully evacuate the front line within the Orion Arm. If there is a chance to fight, they will rush forward to fight, if there is no chance, they will quickly evacuate, constantly detour to reorganize their forces, and wait for the next opportunity.

After the first batch of three-level main battle fleets including the Barnard Star Super Fleet were successively wiped out, humans changed their combat strategy and no longer easily engaged in

large-scale battles. Instead, they used the strategy of stealing a gun if they could, and breaking up into small groups and running away if they could not steal a gun, which is commonly known as guerrilla warfare. The reason why humans still have thousands of galaxy-level settlements even now is that these galaxies have large industrial bases that can quickly mass-produce ships, fighter jets and space stations.

The people of the Empire wanted to seize the time to produce more ships for the army, scientific researchers, and survivors, and they refused to evacuate.

Some human soldiers chose to live and die with these workers and scientific researchers, and they could also take away the newly produced new ships in time.

Before this, the vast majority of civilians had already boarded various types of military and civilian ships and scattered throughout the Orion Arm. Some were fleeing far away, and some were looking for places to hide, waiting to meet and connect with the new ships rushing out of the war zone, so that the hope of escape was increased. The

entire Orion Arm was like throwing a firecracker into a termite nest. Although the nest was destroyed after the explosion, the termites scattered in all directions, just to preserve the fire.

After the compound eyes destroy the remaining thousand or so inhabited star systems, they will first completely wipe out all human beings in the Orion Arm and the Milky Way to complete the finishing work, which will take at least hundreds and at most thousands of years.

We will no longer be easily wiped out.

We can extend the time of resistance to hundreds and thousands of years.

This is the progress of humans as ants.

In short, in the huge operation of the Shadow Galaxy to assist the external war zone, commanders such as Lu Xianfeng, Tang Tianxin, Gaius, Bainstar, and Charles have more or less participated in a few battles, as few as dozens or hundreds of battles. Among

them, Tang Tianxin's performance is the most outstanding, but Lu Xianfeng's alias has the best reputation outside and has been promoted the fastest.

This is one of the reasons why Lu Xianfeng was able to secure his position as the first marshal.

As for the warriors, they are represented by Linbu, Marehe, O'Brien, Du Yuwen and others.

The warriors who went out and successfully returned are collectively called returnees, and each of them is elite.

Of course, not everyone is so lucky to escape from the meat grinder battlefield, and sometimes it really depends on luck.

For example, Marehe and Du Yuwen, two famous genius warriors, unfortunately died in an extremely fierce battle.

Among all the returnees, Linbu's record is the most brilliant.

Chen Feng can control the folding armor to kill the blade mantises like slaughtering pigs. Lin Bu does not have a folding armor like Chen Feng, but in the past hundred years, the number of blade mantises killed by Lin Bu has exceeded ten thousand.

When he was outside, Lin Bu did not use the most advanced armor weapons, but only a new standard fighter plane that had undergone a simple modification and had a slightly enhanced power.

Chen Feng looked at Lin Bu's current gene awakening degree again.

Hiss!

As high as 47.12%!

Chen Feng has visited tens of thousands of planetary systems in a hundred years, and Lin Bu is no less.

Just one large-scale battle with a thousand frigates lasted for more than twenty years. Linbu and his comrades in the 13th Star District fought and retreated, were constantly dispersed, and constantly regrouped. The battle line of the entire battle spanned hundreds of light years and affected thousands of stars.

The death rate of the 13th Star District fleet was as high as 99.83%.

Even so, Linbu survived.

This is just one of his achievements!

After reading Linbu's information in a very short time, Chen Feng felt that Datou had reason to be arrogant.

Datou's awakening degree was so high at this time, plus the battlefield experience gained from countless escapes from death, it was indeed comparable to himself.

So I will temporarily forgive his disrespect, and wait until I can find a way to surpass him in awakening degree before we talk.

Chen Feng thought so, but the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

"Mr. Chen Feng, I want to know why you could have contacted humans a hundred years in advance, but you have to wait until today. With your talent, I believe you can participate in many battles like me and still live to this day."

Lin Bu said with a solemn expression and a cold tone.

Chen Feng had a blank expression.

Alas.

He brought up the issue. His

scars were exposed.

He really regretted it.

Especially when he looked at Tang Tianxin who was frowning and thinking about something behind him, he regretted it even more.

It was the kind of regret that even the core of the Mi tribe could not make up for.

Chen Feng wanted to tell Lin Bu the truth.

Because you can afford to die, but I can't.

If I am exposed, I am afraid of being beheaded.

You don't have to be afraid. The

reason you can live to this day is partly because of your strength, and partly because of your luck.

I really don't dare to bet on luck.

In the end, Chen Feng's thousands of words converged into three words, "Next."

Lin Bu's expression suddenly turned cold, and he snorted, "Hmph! Coward!"

Without waiting for Chen Feng to chase him away, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Chen Feng clearly saw the lingering deep disdain in Lin Bu's eyes before he disappeared, and he only had an expression of "I have actually seen through your cowardice."

Chen Feng clenched his teeth tightly, damn...

I'm angry!

I'm still powerless to refute. 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 cure him.

Thank God, there are only a few people like Lin Datou who don't know what's good for them.

Chen Feng's "heart-to-heart talk" with everyone afterwards was quite pleasant. Some people tried to speak up for Lin Bu, and begged Chen Feng not to bother with Lin Bu, saying that this man was a psychopath with a hole in his brain. There were few people in the army who didn't dislike him, otherwise he should have been promoted to marshal long ago based on his military achievements.

Unknowingly, there were fewer and fewer people in the square.

The child's mother was getting closer and closer.

Chen Feng changed his mind temporarily.

"Marshal Lu Xianfeng, please come over here first."

He passed Tang Tianxin and Ou Qinglan first, and pointed to Lu Xianfeng who was standing at the end.

Lu Xianfeng was secretly happy, and quickly passed the two people in front of him and stood in front of Chen Feng, and first introduced himself briefly.

Chen Feng had something to hide, and rarely spoke a few more words to this old acquaintance.

"Marshal Lu Xianfeng, you are worthy of the position of marshal. You have a heavy responsibility, but I trust you unconditionally. I believe you must be a leader worthy of trust."

Lu Xianfeng saluted, "I will not let the sage down!"

Chen Feng smiled and shook his head, "No, no, no, it doesn't matter if you let me down or not. We all have only one responsibility, that is, not to let our compatriots down. Go, I'm sorry to have kept you for a long time."

Lu Xianfeng said humbly, "It's 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 mind these few hours."

"Hahaha, old Lu, you are really good at talking. Go, go."

Chen Feng thanked the guest again.

Lu Xianfeng left happily.

Chen Feng went back and pointed, "Dr. Ou Qinglan, you go first."

Ou Qinglan, who had been secretly looking at Chen Feng, was overjoyed. He happily pushed Tang Tianxin away and jumped forward with his hands on his heart.

Chen Feng looked at this man speechlessly.

Bun hair, baby face, invincible.

You are over a hundred years old, but you still look like a little loli. Are you really a man?

"Hello, sage. I am..."

Chen Feng: "Next."

The 120-year-old legal loli Ou Qinglan was stunned and pointed at herself, "Ah? Hey... hey, that's not right! I am the dean of the Shadow Galaxy Academy of Sciences. I have many important projects to report to you!"

Chen Feng coughed lightly, "We will discuss academic issues in detail later. I will introduce you to my younger brother Freds. I will not get involved in your high-level topics. I will just take a look at the results. Go ahead."

"No! Sage, wait a minute, I have something else to say. I know you and my great-grandfather Ou Junlang are buddies, and this will mess up the generations. But that's not important, I believe that with your talent combined with my high IQ genes..."

Chen Feng's face suddenly changed, and he yelled: "Fanxing! Xiaofu! Close the door quickly! Kick this guy off the line!"

He finally understood.

God knows what Ou Qinglan is thinking this time, the hundred-year-old Loli wants to mess up the generations, and wants to be an old cow eating old grass?

This is too much.

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 homesickness is nothing more than this.

Chen Feng was indeed a little nervous.

Tang Tianxin seemed to be fine, with a solemn face, a firm gaze, and a cool temperament.

She had nailed the character of a strong woman.

But Chen Feng didn't know that Tang Tianxin's heart rate was as high as 180 beats per minute.