After chatting with her parents for a long time, Tong Ling reluctantly hung up the call.
When Tong Ling left the communication room, a burly man with afro and wearing a silvery metallic outfit who was queuing behind her passed by her and greeted her warmly.
"Big sister, are you only going to talk for five minutes? I can wait a little longer, or you can talk to your father?"
This burly man with afro came from the Voyager galaxy, and his name was Gao 1548627-LXZ.
He named himself.
As a synthetic who was raised by artificial intelligence and whose blood parents had died in the Voyager campaign, he said that he was tired of traditional names after he grew up, and using a digital code name made him more individual and special.
So he made up a bunch of numbers and put them after his surname, which barely counted as a name.
LXZ is the pinyin abbreviation of the galaxy he belongs to, to prevent people from having the same name as him.
Zhuang Han respects Tong Ling very much.
The Traveler Battle was the battle that made Tong Ling famous. As a Traveler, Zhuang Han naturally respects Tong Ling, the only person who captured a Fish Star warrior alive.
Except for a few people like Chen Feng, Fanxing, and Lai Wenming, others do not know that the biggest contributor to ending the war was the "deceased" sage Chen Feng himself.
Tong Ling herself is not very clear, and only has some vague speculations.
She thinks that Brother T may have some connection with the sage, but she is not sure.
Tong Ling smiled and said to the strong man, "It's okay, Xiao Qi, you can chat with your family. I have said everything I should and want to say."
In the war years, farewells do not need to be loud and violent, let alone crying.
It is enough for each other to know where the other will go, how they will continue to live, and how they will die in the end.
At this time, the voice of an uninvited guest sounded next to them.
"Little girl, move aside after the chat, don't block the way."
This is a giant man who is 2.8 meters tall, and his arms are thicker than Tong Ling's waist. The
giant man is shirtless, his body is covered with black tattoos, his eyes are like bells, and when he walks, his bare feet step on the metal floor of the spaceship, making a metal friction sound.
Xiao Qi pretended to get angry, but Tong Ling held his hand, signaling him not to care.
Just by looking at the tattooed giant's appearance, you can tell that he is from the legendary Juyuan Galaxy.
The patterns on his body are not tattoos, but the metal skin that really grows on his body.
These patterns are not just for "beauty", their function is to form a bioelectric field in the Juyuan Galaxy to counteract the oscillating gravitational field that the Juyuan star releases every moment.
The living environment in the Juyuan Galaxy is worse than that of the Traveler Galaxy after the war. It was originally not suitable for human habitation, but one hundred and fifty years ago, a group of wild explorers with unique tastes arrived in the Juyuan Galaxy and decided to settle down here.
This group of rough explorers are not from the solar system, but were born in another galaxy with a supergiant planet.
After 150 years of development, the Juyuan galaxy now has a population of nearly 2 billion.
The population of the Juyuan galaxy may not seem large, but on average one out of every three Juyuan people is a professional soldier with a C-level rating or above in the Imperial Army System.
Juyuan warriors are all brave and good at fighting.
Today's Juyuan galaxy is as famous as the old warrior galaxy, the Orton galaxy.
At the same time, due to the special natural and cultural environment of the galaxy, the Juyuan people are generally irritable, which is very troublesome.
Tong Ling had dealt with Juyuan warriors in the Wei Teng galaxy and knew them very well, so she was too lazy to argue with this giant.
Gao Xiaoqi was very convinced of Tong Ling. He just snorted and turned to walk inside.
Tong Ling did not delay any longer. She moved aside and quickly left.
Tong Ling had just returned to her personal dormitory and was lying down listening to nursery rhymes when a reminder rang in the communicator, asking her to go to the fortress ship to attend a meeting with other S-class fighters.
The main purpose of the meeting is to determine the combat sequence of many fighters.
This is no small matter.
In the nameless fleet,
the commander needs to know the limits of everyone's abilities so that he can make the right decisions when necessary.
I'm afraid no one would believe that the nameless fleet, which is responsible for the first expedition of mankind, would be a huge ragtag army.
The fleet has just been staffed, and most people have not been together for more than two months.
The formulation of the expedition plan dates back to 2688, when Tong Ling had not even arrived at the Vitten Galaxy.
This was the decision of the Imperial military leadership.
With decades of mutual exploration, humans have already had a deep grasp of the power that the Compound Eyes can deploy.
There is no denying that the new methods that the Compound Eyes display from time to time will always cause great trouble to humans, but as happened in the Voyager Star Wars, when human capabilities exceed a certain limit, when faced with the new methods of the Compound Eyes, no matter how chaotic they are in the early stages, humans can always rely on the astonishingly rapid technological explosion and huge strategic depth to quickly integrate the power of multiple galaxies or even the entire empire to solve the problem.
Now the commanders of the Empire have come up with a new idea. Since we can now deal with the Compound Eyes, there is naturally no need to always give the other party time to react. Waiting for the other party to make the first move and then counterattacking will always make us passive, and there will be heavy casualties and resource losses every time.
It is impolite not to reciprocate. The commanders of the Empire decided to take the initiative and entrusted Fanxing to conduct a feasibility rehearsal demonstration on this matter.
Fanxing calculated for a long time as usual, but did not come to a clear conclusion, because no one knows whether the Compound Eyes still have any trump cards hidden in the Silver Center Base.
Whether the proactive attack of humans will trigger any new measures from the other side.
These are all unknowns.
In the end, Chen Feng made the decision.
Do it.
Anyway, the war has already started. To achieve real victory, the enemy's base in the galaxy must be destroyed.
But Chen Feng put forward two prerequisites. The human fleet must have the ability to sail at 500 times the speed of light, otherwise it will be cold by the time it reaches the center of the galaxy.
At the same time, the combat effectiveness of this expedition fleet must be one generation higher than other human armies at present.
Because no matter how concealed the marching route is, the possibility of encounters cannot be ruled out.
If the human forces are not elite enough, cannot break through the enemy's interception, and cannot show overwhelming firepower advantages, then such an expedition is meaningless and will only waste resources and give away lives.
If you want to do it, you must succeed.
Finally, after more than 20 years of preparation, the fleet that has accumulated the highest technological crystallization of the current empire has finally been successfully deployed.
In addition to the equipment advantage, the Nameless Fleet is also the first to select personnel from the entire empire, selecting 150 million people from hundreds of thousands of colonies.
If the Orion Arm humans are divided into races based on the galaxy, there are at least 100,000 races in the Nameless Fleet.
Whether it is a scientist, a warrior, or an engineer, everyone in the fleet is the elite of the elite of their respective races.
Now about 50% of the top talents in the entire empire are gathered in this fleet.
Without considering the level of coordination, judging only from the perspective of the sum of the individual abilities of the soldiers and the technological level of their equipment, the paper strength of the Nameless Fleet is enough to match the huge army of an entire galaxy.
However, interstellar war is not about personal bravery and ruthlessness. When it comes to the battlefield, how well this ragtag army can perform depends on the level of coordination and cooperation between the warriors who were born in different cultures and have different habits.
This is a headache for the commander Qin Guang.
About an hour later, Tong Ling arrived at the fortress ship in a synchronized shuttle and went directly to the conference room.
There are a total of 3,700 S-class warriors who are eligible to attend the meeting, coming from 2,600 planetary systems.
Among them, there are 63 people whose ancestral home is the solar system like Tong Ling. There
are seventeen people in the Juyuan Galaxy and twenty-one in the Orton Galaxy.
As for other galaxies, most of them only have one or two people.
Due to the vast territory of the empire, the body shapes and personalities of people in different galaxies vary greatly, resulting in these 3,700 people looking simply bizarre and chaotic.
Some people have thick hair all over their bodies, and they look like they have a tendency to regress.
The planets where these people live are either disturbed by strong radiation, or the temperature is extremely low or the temperature difference between day and night is very large, or it may be that the quantum rules of the galaxy will stimulate the dominant expression of human hair genes.
There are also people who are extremely small, with an adult height of less than one meter, but they are not dwarfs, but the entire galaxy where he lives is full of small people.
When someone stands upright, his fingers can touch the back of his feet when his arms are lowered, and he has an amazing three-section elbow joint.
It is said that the planet where this long-armed person grew up was the corpse of a colonist who underwent transformation in the last century.
The long-armed planet called that colonist the Progenitor.
As a space life, the Progenitor chose to be an endless traveler.
After leaving the solar system far away, he drifted in the universe for a long time, quietly waiting for the end of his life.
Humans provided great convenience for the Progenitor and gave him the qualification to use the folding star gate.
But one day in the early 27th century, the Progenitor suddenly realized that his body could release a gravitational field to the outside, attracting nearby particles to himself.
He wanted to know his own limits.
The First Progenitor's long journey stopped at the Ursa Major, where he found a huge shattered zone.
He began to use the rest of his life to continuously enrich particles and meteorites, making his body bigger and bigger.
The First Progenitor tried to reintegrate into human society, learn some knowledge of interstellar ecology, and manipulate the attachments around his body to change its properties little by little.
Finally, the First Progenitor died in 2633. Before his death, he successfully turned himself into a planet that was extremely similar to the former Earth.
People throughout the empire received the invitation he sent before his death.
He invited people to settle on his own Ursa Major.
After nearly two hundred years of development, Ursa Major has more than three billion residents and has reproduced to the fifth generation.
Starting from the fourth generation of the Ursa Major, the arms of the people here have become longer and longer, and finally formed their current appearance.
The changes of the Ursa Major are only a relatively special one among hundreds of thousands of different human colonies.
There are even more exaggerated ones.
At the back of the crowd, there is a "person" sitting.
Strictly speaking, this person is no longer a human being, but a huge white elephant.
He is indeed not a human being.
He has forgotten his name, and people call him the White Elephant.
The White Elephant was one of the people in the solar system who underwent comprehensive colonial transformation.
The White Elephant seems to have a long lifespan and has lived until now.
After wandering in the universe for a hundred years, he finally remembered that he was once a human being. After hard study, he re-mastered the human language and thinking mode, and returned to society to become a top armored warrior.
The strange thing is that, although the conference room is full of freaks and people occasionally look at each other with provocative eyes, the overall atmosphere is very serious.
The huge conference room is completely silent and no one is making a fuss.
Everyone sits in their own seats according to the assignment of the intelligent computer.
The order is basically arranged according to height.
At present, almost everyone is a newcomer, and everyone present is the best in their respective galaxies or legions. It is hard to say who is convinced.
Perhaps after sailing for a period of time, the differences between the warriors will gradually show up in comprehensive training, or an encounter will break out, then it will be clear at a glance who is the donkey and who is the horse.
Tong Ling folded her hands across her chest, sat upright, her eyes occasionally darting left and right, she was always observing others.
Brother T once said in combat teaching that although top warriors can fight one against a hundred on the battlefield and can play a role that ordinary warriors can't compare to, it doesn't mean that top warriors don't need to care about their comrades.
On the contrary, the better the warriors are, the better they are at using all the available resources around them.
Resources include the warrior's own equipment, the external environment, the enemy's loopholes and shortcomings, but the most important thing is the coordination and cooperation of comrades.
No one knows what the Nameless Fleet will encounter in the next voyage, or when a battle will break out.
Tong Ling is also not sure who she might cooperate with, so she follows her long-established habit and tries to observe others whenever she gets the chance.
Look at a person's face first, and observe his or her words and actions. This is the fastest way to get to know a person 50% of the time.
Then, if a coordinated battle is needed, she can predict the action patterns of her comrades as accurately as possible and adjust her own strategy in time.
At the front of the conference room is a group of short warriors of various shapes.
Although these warriors are short in stature, it does not mean that they are weak.
Their bone density is usually higher, and the fiber strength of their internal organs, facial features and muscles is higher. They are used to living in a high-gravity environment.
Today's fighters are divided into three categories. One of them is the armored warriors in the old era of virtual history. This kind of warrior has the strongest ability to adapt to the situation and can maximize the potential of the equipment.
But this kind of warrior is the least, because the requirements for the intuitive reaction ability, gene awakening and physical fitness of the fighters are too high.
Most armored warriors are short, and the tallest will not exceed two meters.
The second category is armored pilots like Tong Ling. When going into battle, armored pilots will also stay in the armor to facilitate real-time programming. But compared to armored fighters, during the entire battle, armored pilots only need to withstand and deal with the impact of the armor when completing directional maneuvers.
The number of second-type fighters is second.
The third-type fighters are pure pilots who dominate this timeline, and are the kind of people Tong Ling should have become.
Tong Ling is most concerned about armored fighters.
Her situation is rather special.
Although she has only fought as a second-type fighter so far, she has actually been receiving simulated training for armored fighters.
However, she has never been able to complete the final step of the T100 ultimate assessment.
In Brother T's evaluation, she is still an unqualified armored fighter, an incomplete body. If she appears on the battlefield as an armored fighter, she will easily die in vain.
Of course, Tong Ling firmly believed that sooner or later she would be able to pass the test and become a true armored warrior.
Tong Ling observed for less than three minutes, and the fleet commander Qin Guang finally arrived.
The first sentence Qin Guang said after appearing on the podium was this.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you have all been outstanding figures with great reputations in different battlefields. But I want to know who is the strongest among you."
Qin Guang's only words shocked the whole audience.
Only Qin Guang himself knew what he was planning.
A day ago, Qin Guang was finally absorbed into the Salvation Society and became one of the core insiders of the Salvation Society.
Of course, he still didn't know that Chen Feng was still alive, let alone that Chen Feng was planning to resurrect.
Qin Guang was exposed to another anxiety in the Salvation Society.
So far, no warrior has shown the talent and potential to be comparable to the combat power displayed by the sage in the history of nothingness when operating the same level of equipment.
Assuming that the sage cannot be resurrected this time, how can humans fill the gap in cutting-edge combat power caused by the absence of Chen Feng in the 31st century?
This is a huge problem.
We cannot pin our hopes on another warrior, Limbu, who has not yet been born.
The most reliable way is to try to cultivate super warriors from now on and form a complete training system to increase the possibility of super warriors being born to the human race as much as possible.
Of all the human armies currently, the most likely to produce super warriors is of course the nameless fleet that gathers a large number of combat geniuses to carry out the most dangerous missions and is likely to face the most intense war.
So Qin Guang decided to change the selection process and try to ignite a more intense sense of confrontation.
This behavior is commonly known as fanning the flames.