In November 3007, the All-Imperial 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 semi-finals, it can prove that the participants have the ability to stand on the battlefield.

If you can break through the restrictions of the star field and enter the real imperial finals, then no matter what ranking you can get in the end, you can immediately join the army after the competition, take up important positions, and be entrusted with important tasks.

Finally, if you can beat the crowd in the Empire finals, break through the age limit, and enter the last step of the cross-age and cross-level actual combat finals, it is equivalent to stepping onto the battlefield in advance and starting to perform tasks remotely.

Therefore, the time of this integrated training is floating.

If you are eliminated quickly, you will be fine on the first day.

But if you can keep winning, then it is not impossible to continue for a month or two, or even for several years.

It is said that the finals fifteen years ago have been played to this day, but there are still two teams that have not decided the winner. They are still remotely controlling the bionic special operations units to develop hard in the depths of the enemy camp, and each of them is hiding.

The original contestants have passed through the Tiandong Star Gate one after another and arrived in the depths of the Yunding Star Region.

Since the missions of these two teams have not been completed and they have successfully penetrated the enemy, becoming the "nails" for humans to take root. As long as they are lurking, they can always harvest intelligence continuously. Therefore, these two teams simply turned directly into secret departments and became members of the third front.

The first front is the front line of the exchange of fire between the two sides, including the Cloud Top War Zone and the Sagittarius Arm Front where there are still sporadic outbreaks of war. The main task of the first front is very clear, which is armed struggle.

The second front is inside the empire, consisting of countless human-inhabited galaxies and densely distributed 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 production, scientific and technological research and development, population growth, military defense, etc.

As for the third front, it was established in recent years. After creating the multiverse and coming into contact with the fake people, humans have gradually mastered the ability to disguise themselves as compound eye slaves after years of technological innovation. At the same time, the composition of the three armies of the compound eyes has become more complex, with more species classifications. In the process of long-term confrontation, more and more information has been exposed. In order to maintain productivity, the compound eyes have to allow more races to coexist in the same subspace or large bases, which increases the complexity of the situation. Under the new external conditions, humans and rebellious slaves finally began to infiltrate the enemy through colonization technology, bionic disguise, remote artificial intelligence and other means, thus forming the current third front.

Zheng Feng and the Flying Tigers participated in the primary school competition, which was mainly for the whole class to form teams.

According to the speculation of the class teacher Ding Hu, it was fortunate that the Flying Tigers could break out of the First Pioneer Academy and become the representative of Planet 7.

But when the Flying Tigers enter the galaxy-level competition circle, they will definitely find it difficult, not to mention the Yunding star field, which contains the elite of the elite of the human elite today. It will definitely make them difficult and painful.

Ding Hu thought that Zheng Feng's team could survive the competition for about seven or eight days, and by then he would have just finished the new teaching materials, and then he could talk to him and tell him that above the Yunding star field, there are ten top-level war zones for humans. They are the origin war zone in the center of the solar system, the eight war zones divided into eight quadrants, and the longitudinal tenth war zone extending from the front line to the Yunding star field. Only by killing the tenth war zone can you have the opportunity to truly reach the pinnacle of mankind and compete fiercely with all the best of 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 the long-distance mission to go deep into the third front.

"Oh? I almost forgot that you have already lost. But you don't have to be discouraged, after all, you are only eleven years old now. You are still young. Oh, I forgot that you are now in the elementary school group's beginner class, so your opponents are generally three to five years old, um, the so-called "peers." Brother

Tiger even designed the "comforting" lines.

Zheng Feng is doomed to lose.

He is very strong, but it is undeniable that his classmates in the Flying Tigers, who were assigned by the college to match his poor progress in cultural subjects, have switched strengths and weaknesses, and the situation has reversed, and he has become a drag.

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In the past, Zheng Feng was in a situation where he was weak and his teammates were strong. He was the shortcoming of the team at the time, 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 bring the other 29 burdens with him. No matter how hard he tries, it will be useless.

As the competition is approaching, the cultural courses were suspended the next day. Zheng Feng and his 29 brothers appeared in the special training field on the top of the academy's tower.

As for Ding Hu, he just stood on the teacher's office building and looked at it from afar.

From now on, he, as the class teacher, will not interfere with any progress of the Flying Tigers.

The 29 children stood still honestly, shoulder to shoulder, while Zheng Feng paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Although he had not been with these kids for a long time, as the oldest person and the captain of the Flying Tigers, Zheng Feng needed to get to know the team members better, understand their strengths and personalities, and design a variety of combat plans in advance so that his team could be organized organically instead of being a mob of thirty scattered soldiers.

The average age of the children was only 3.5 years old, but because of their precocity, they looked quite impressive standing proudly in their military uniforms with their hands behind their backs.

Zheng Feng quickly scanned the situation of each person and then began to call the roll.

"Qin Wu, Li Qingqing, Edgar Julian, Morrison Scott, Mata Nicklaus, Jane Roland, Lev Tchaikovsky, the seven of you, step out!"

After the roll call, the seven boys and girls stepped forward one after another.

"The seven of you are the first sequence. In the next game, you will complete the task of attacking the stronghold with me. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

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

These four teams are responsible for intelligence, material production management and reserve duties respectively.

After his simple deployment, the all-round combat team composed of thirty people has a bit of flavor.

Ding Hu, who was watching secretly, was not surprised by this.

In the previous simulated special training, Zheng Feng had temporarily organized combat teams to hunt longworms more than once.

What he was doing now was just basic operation, so there was no need to be surprised.

"Okay! According to the rules of the competition, in the early stage of simulated special operations, we can choose the sub-new level armor. This is the model I have selected for you. Take a look at it yourself and let me know if you have any opinions."

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

Today, the mass-produced main combat armor of mankind is Xuanyuan armor. Whether it is manned armor or intelligent warfare machinery, it belongs to the category of Xuanyuan armor.

However, there are tens of thousands of Xuanyuan armors produced in different star systems, made of different materials, and designed to meet different needs.

At the same time, in order to ensure the absolute fairness of the competition, all participating teams have an upper limit on the armor and military integration performance that can be used.

Therefore, how to choose equipment and how to allocate equipment more reasonably is a very skill-testing thing.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Feng's move was a perfect configuration, as if it was the work of an old general who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

Ding Hu always felt that something was weird.

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

Wait, could it be that...

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

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

Who is it?

His father Zheng Yifeng?

It shouldn't be like that. It's said that Zheng Yifeng is a man of integrity. It's impossible for him to do something like cheating.

Oh, yes, it must be Tang Tianxin!

He's a lieutenant general!

Damn it!