Three weeks later, newlyweds Ding Hu and Liu Weiwei moved their honeymoon to a medium-sized ultra-fast transport ship.

Ding Hu felt like he was dreaming, and it was a little unreal.

When signing up for the Yunding War Zone Reserve Selection, Ding Hu actually didn't have much expectation.

No matter how beautiful his words were, it could only mean that his self-awareness had reached that level, and it didn't mean that his ability was really qualified. After all, he was just a mediocre B-level fighter.

His registration was essentially just for peace of mind, and he held on to the slim hope of giving it a try, just in case it worked.

But what he didn't expect was that not only was his application approved, but he was also selected as the first core personnel to go to the front line, and he could also bring his newlywed family with him.

Ding Hu was stunned.

He read the qualification review report over and over again, staring at the comments on it.

The assessor described him as follows, "Lieutenant Ding Hu has a firm belief. The comprehensive combat index is assessed as elementary level B, and his combat talent is relatively low. But Lieutenant Ding Hu has a high talent in teaching and training, and is trustworthy. Lieutenant Ding Hu is specially selected as a special trainer for a certain unit in the Yunding War Zone. He will receive intensive training during the three-year voyage and strive to become a qualified instructor."

Liu Weiwei was very happy for him, but also a little regretful. After all, an instructor is not a fighter, and Ding Hu's plan was not completed. He originally planned to survive on the battlefield first, and then engage in teaching work.

Ding Hu had just set off, and the training plan for Zheng Feng and Tang Tianxin had entered a new stage.

After leading the 9527th Fleet and proving himself, Tang Tianxin's rank was promoted to colonel, and the level of the reorganized 9527th Fleet he commanded was upgraded from micro-medium to medium-sized, and the number of ships expanded to 100,000, and among them there were 100 light manned warships with better performance, stronger equipment, and higher autonomous combat capabilities.

The rotating commander of these 100 manned ships is a lieutenant colonel with a B-level capability assessment, and the comprehensive capability assessment of the rest of the combat personnel has also reached level 1.

The total number of people is 2,000, with an average of 20 people on each ship.

Although the number of 100 ships is not large, there are indeed 2,000 lives living on them, which is of great significance to Tang Tianxin, indicating that Tang Tianxin, who has just turned three years old, is already trustworthy.

As for Zheng Feng, after intense discussions, the Sage Project staff finally decided to "show mercy" and let Zheng Feng graduate from the infant and toddler elementary class.

In a sense, his combat skills have already passed.

As for the level of cultural subjects, let's leave it as it is for now. According to the standards of children in the 21st century, we will talk about it after he turns five years old and has elementary learning ability.

Days passed, and before we knew it, it was April 3000, and Zheng Feng was three and a half years old.

During this period, the vicinity of the Lieyang 3 galaxy was still relatively stable, and reconnaissance ships and small exploration units of the Compound Eyes arrived from time to time.

These are the regular intelligence forces of the Compound Eyes.

Under the strict defense of the human garrison and a large number of nano-combat robots, these dangers did not cause any waves and were all turned into safety.

In the frontline of the Cloudtop star field, the tearing war between the two sides has never subsided.

There were pessimistic scholars who were particularly emotional and worried whether humans could live normally in such a harsh war environment, and whether the heavy pressure would crush the human warriors with perfect chaotic thinking and full of uncertainty.

But after so many years, the worries of pessimistic scholars have been broken.

Human beings are highly adaptable not only in adapting to the living environment, but also in having a high tolerance for social atmosphere. Especially under the support of the Fate Pact and the resistance spirit passed down by their ancestors, the warriors in the Cloudtop star field have shown superb tolerance and indestructible will.

The pressure from the external environment has completely released the war potential of the Cloudtop humans, turning these hundreds of billions of people into complete war machines.

Moreover, the willpower of the Cloudtop humans and the humans in the border war zone of the Empire has not weakened over time. Instead, this mood of fighting to the end has become more and more vigorous, and has in turn covered the entire Empire from the war zone, infecting more and more people.

This phenomenon is actually very strange.

Scholars have conducted a lot of research. Looking at the history of wars on Earth from ancient times to the present, human wars show such a curve of change. As time goes by, human tolerance to war will gradually increase, showing a "war numbness" mentality, which has both psychological and physiological effects.

Numbness is not a good thing, but people who are born and raised in this social atmosphere are very likely to give up themselves in war, lack personal pursuits, and find it difficult to really grow up.

At the same time, numbness can also be manifested in another way, that is, anti-war sentiment, wanting to end the war at all costs, even if the war is lost or the purpose of the war is not achieved at all, and still want to stop it.

Apart from the Chinese, few nations can endure a century of intermittent wars and still maintain a high morale, becoming braver and braver, and maintaining human nature while being brave, without losing their personality and indulging in killing, turning into beasts, and maintaining a high "war morality".

After a long and detailed analysis, scholars have come to a conclusion.

There are three main reasons.

First, after humans left the earth, they no longer viewed themselves based on skin color, birthplace, language, religion, etc., which would cause internal divisions, but were all collectively referred to as earth humans. Under the guidance of the core concept of the same earth humans, they shared the same hatred and hatred to deal with the same powerful enemy. At this time, relatively strong cultures that better met the needs of the human community emerged and became the main concept of civilization. Under the guidance of the unified will of the same subject facing the same alien enemy, all human beings inherit the same war potential.

Second, the power of the seal of the Fate Covenant.

Third, the inevitable situation of a life-and-death struggle with the completely alien compound eyes. Who the enemy is is obvious and indisputable. At the same time, due to the existence of "no history" and the continuous strengthening of propaganda by the Morning Wind Empire, the Academy of Philosophers, and many UNESCO departments, every human being on Earth can clearly recognize the pure and irreconcilable hostility between the other party and himself at birth, completely destroying the soil that will germinate the fantasy of capitulationism.

The "fictional history" that never really happened played a crucial role here, making the unity of the people on Earth so easy and making the theme of "giving up fantasy and fighting with all your strength" particularly clear.

In the dormitory, Tang Tianxin slowly stood up from the brain chain conductor chair after a busy day and night. The fastest update mobile terminal::

The shield opened automatically, and she took a step forward, but her feet felt weak. Fortunately, the intelligent robot quickly followed and held her firmly.

Zheng Feng poked his head out of the door, "What happened? Did you win?"

He knew that Tang Tianxin had carried out another important mission.

Tang Tianxin grinned, "What do you mean by winning? I just successfully completed a pincer mission. My fleet is not part of the main attacking corps and cannot influence the battle situation."

"Oh oh."

"Brother Zheng Feng, let's eat a cake to celebrate."

"Celebrate what?"

"There are a total of 10,000 fleets of the same level as mine participating in the battle, and a total of 2,000 fleets are responsible for the pincer mission. I have the lowest casualty ratio and am the only commander with no casualties. Don't you think we should celebrate?"

"Is that so?"

Zheng Feng laughed, "Okay, I'll make you a handmade cake."

"No. Aunt Liang Yun just informed me. She said that she has cooked it herself and it is ready and will be delivered soon."

Zheng Feng pouted, "My mother is really partial."

"What do you know?"

"Why don't I understand? I won the first place in the simulation competition, but she and her father didn't even congratulate me. You just showed a little performance, and the cake was immediately arranged."

Tang Tianxin saw him pouting and complaining, and laughed.

She was precocious and really wanted to tell Zheng Feng that you are too young and don't understand the ways of adults.

But she didn't dare to say it after all.

Although she is younger, Tang Tianxin has the illusion that she is like a teenage aunt in ancient times who is a "child bride" for a little kid.

But she is not in a hurry, she can wait for Zheng Feng to grow up and mature slowly.

This kind of life is something that others can't envy.

After they finished eating the cake, Tang Tianxin originally wanted to drag Zheng Feng to "surf the Internet" and chat with Zheng Yifeng and his wife and Tang Shimin, but Zheng Feng turned around and took out a projection notebook, squatted on the dining table and started writing and drawing seriously.

Tang Tianxin thought he wanted to draw a simple sketch for fun, so he leaned over and found that there was a line of words written crookedly at the top of Zheng Feng's notebook: "On the self-defense skills of ordinary-equipped soldiers under the siege of a large number of enemy troops.

" "Uh... what is this?"

Tang Tianxin asked.

Zheng Feng said without even looking up, "Didn't I win first place in the simulation competition a few days ago? The teacher asked me how I did it, but I couldn't tell you. I thought there were too many things to relate to, so I just tried to draw it and sorted out some of the ideas that I had at the time. I've almost finished writing more than half of it. It is said that Grandma Tong Ling has read the first half and she is very satisfied."

Upon hearing this, Tang Tianxin's eyes lit up slightly, but she said unconvincedly, "I want to write too."

"What are you going to write?"

"Write a military book."

"Uh, can you do it?"

"Give it a try."

She was not convinced. Obviously, she matured earlier than Zheng Feng, and now she has achieved some success, but she has never thought of writing a book to share her things with others.

It's not that she cherishes her own things, but she thinks that she is still young and a junior student, so she dare not write easily for fear of being laughed at.

But the "naive" Zheng Feng's bold move gave her courage.

It is not necessary to achieve success immediately when writing a book. When writing something, it is also a self-summary. Even if it is a failure, a joke, or ridiculed by others, it does not matter. It is an opportunity to find mistakes and correct them. Maybe it can really help others.

So, Tang Tianxin, like Zheng Feng, also took out the electronic notebook.

In the small living room, the two "ignorant" little brats began their own creations.

Tang Tianxin made a self-summary first.

In particular, he mentioned his merits and demerits when he led the 9527 fleet for the first time to carry out a mission.

"Although I exceeded the strategic goal, the 9527th Fleet was annihilated and almost failed to complete the mission. If I had left a sufficient proportion of reserves, perhaps the situation would be different..."

After writing this sentence, she slipped and began to draw the outline. Her vision suddenly jumped out of the tactical level and tried to create from the overall strategic level.

Intelligence, main attack, breakthrough, pincer, reserve, firepower distribution, point breakthrough, surface pressure, mobile penetration, combination of mobile warfare and positional warfare, attack instead of defense, defense waiting for attack...

These outline-like words were left in her electronic notebook one after another.

Finally, she glanced at it again and signed her first "book" in her life as the Complete Book of Space Strategy.

Then, she started to elaborate. She first sneaked a peek at Zheng Feng like a thief, and then wrote down "Chapter 1, Section 1, Special Operations Ideas of Super-level Individual Combat Power in Small-scale Battles."

At this time, the two of them didn't know that many eyes were staring blankly at the two little kids who still looked chubby.

People looked at each other, speechless.

Zheng Feng and Tang Tianxin now have very heavy study and work tasks, which are much harder than other children. Therefore, according to the original intention of the Planning Committee, they hope that the two can rest more after a busy day, empty their minds, and have a little entertainment like ordinary children. Unexpectedly, the two of them started writing without saying a word.

Zheng Feng was fine, he just made some self-summary on a very specific point, which was still within an acceptable range, and the Sage Project had already decided not to interfere with any of Zheng Feng's actions.

Tang Tianxin was amazing, she could answer such a big question with just a wave of her hand.

"You are only three and a half years old!"

"What should we do? Should we stop them? Wouldn't it be too hard and too advanced?"

"I think we should stop Tang Tianxin. Too many people have already done this kind of outline-like thing, and she is still in the learning and adaptation stage, so there is no point in writing it. It's a bit of a waste of time."

"But what if it really works? Or in other words, what if it really helps her grow faster?"

"And strictly speaking, this is not a ridiculous idea that suddenly came to her. Her decision was affected by Zheng Feng's radiation."

The executors of the Nuwa Project argued for a long time and had different opinions.

But the final conclusion was to let it go.

After destroying the fighting spirit of the executors of the Sage Project, Zheng Feng also destroyed the Nuwa Project half a year later.

...

Few people knew at this time that in a hidden hub of a space special forces team outside the Yunding war zone, a woman with a bun and white hair was silently in a daze.

It was Tong Ling.

She stared blankly at the projection in front of her.

Inside was a picture of Zheng Feng chatting with Tang Tianxin.

After a long time, she, who had no emotions in the eyes of ordinary people, showed a bitter smile, stroked her old face with a little sadness, and whispered to herself, "Grandma Tong Ling, I am already... old. Brother T, I am old."

Her mood was extremely complicated.

You were born before I was born, and I was born when you were dead. You were born when I was old, and looking back, everything is a dream.

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