The competition venue in the helmet changed randomly, and finally it became a lush forest.

Chen Feng heard an AI reminder in his ears, telling him that the competition was about to start, and at the same time the route map was displayed on the screen.

The route map winds up and down along the mountain range, which can be said to be a mountain road with eighteen bends.

Chen Feng glanced at it and felt a little numb on his forehead.

It's so far!

421.95 kilometers!

It is ten times the distance of a human marathon!

This distance is a bit scary.

The Qinglongjia can break the sound barrier at its maximum speed. It won't take long to fly more than 400 kilometers, less than half an hour.

However, flying is not allowed in cross-country long-distance running, only running.

With Chen Feng's current level, under the blessing of the Azure Dragon Armor, if he limits the acceleration he can withstand to 5G, then his fastest running speed can only reach more than 100 kilometers per hour.

After all, running is not a simple straight-line movement. Every step is a deceleration, and every step is an acceleration.

This means that if he wants to run the whole course, he has to run for about four hours in a high-intensity simulation state.

Regardless of whether he can hold on, at his current level, he is afraid that he will not even get a pass.

Because the serum is only effective for three hours, although it is not clearly stated in the rules, three hours must be the bottom line for the competition in this simulator, and there will be no score if he exceeds the time limit.

Chen Feng looked around and saw nineteen competitors standing side by side.

These people all had medals on their simulated armor shoulders, and the lowest was one star and one bar.

This meant that the lowest-ranking competitor in his group was a lieutenant.

Chen Feng was quite confused. Aren't the participants in the competition new recruits who haven't boarded the battleship yet? Why are the ranks of these people so high?

He thought it was unreasonable.

New recruits can indeed be promoted by meritorious performance, but it is difficult. Only the outstanding new recruits in the base are eligible to participate in the mission in advance.

And it is not easy to get a promotion by meritorious service in the mission.

There were only a few recruits above the rank of lieutenant in his Snow Mountain base, but he participated in a military competition. Among the twenty people in the same group, except for him, the other nineteen were all lieutenants and above.

This is too bad for a newbie.

Unfortunately, the other people participating in the competition are very cold and no one will explain to him the reason.

The communication channel has been taken over by the competition supervisor, and Professor Ouyang and others who know the inside story can't explain it to him.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and went ahead.

With a snap, the simulated starting gun sounded, and twenty operators turned into arrows and shot forward.

Chen Feng was in a very good condition and did not need any warm-up. He instantly raised the performance of the machine to the extreme of his current control.

5G!

But he was left behind by others from the beginning.

His limit is 5G, but others' limit is often 10G or even higher.

Even if the simulator cannot simulate the load on the body under the real 10G condition, as long as the operator performs the technical movements and response postures correctly according to the requirements of the real state, the simulator will naturally determine that the movement is successful, and in the competition, it will be determined that the operator has obtained the corresponding maneuvering effect. Except for

Chen Feng, the other contestants are masters who have practiced many times. They dare to come to the T800 game, and they are the best among the best, and they can naturally show perfect operation.

The gap between the two sides is obvious, and the superiority is immediately judged.

"Alas, it's too much of a stretch. Chen Feng's training time is too short, and he has never been on a real machine. This is not a fair competition for him at all."

Professor Ouyang sighed outside.

Ding Hu nodded, "Forget it, it's better for him to see the world earlier and know that there are people better than you, so that he won't be ignorant of the world."

"Don't set your expectations too high. I think Chen Feng has done very well and deserves encouragement."

A clear and pleasant voice sounded behind everyone.

Everyone looked back and saluted in a hurry.

"Hello, General!"

"Hello, General!"

Professor Ouyang walked over and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

The person who came was the number one person in charge of the Great Snow Mountain Base, a young major general.

Although young, this major general has great prestige in the army. In addition to being the head of the Snow Mountain Base, he is also the captain of a battleship in the space fleet.

The general gently pulled her hair and said, "My most promising soldier is participating in the military competition. Isn't it reasonable for me to come and see it in person?"

After saying that, the general stared at Chen Feng, who was trying his best to maintain the speed on the monitoring display and refused to give up, with a pair of beautiful eyes.

No one knew what she was thinking, but everyone knew that she must be very satisfied with Chen Feng's performance.

Ding Hu's superior bumped his waist, motioning him to go up and say something. As Chen Feng's direct instructor, it was Ding Hu's turn to report.

"Ahem, General, Chen Feng is already great, but I'm just worried that he'll lose so badly this time and it will hit his confidence."

The general shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin slightly, "He won't."

"Ah?"

Ding Hu didn't understand what the general said.

What did she say Chen Feng won't do?

Won't lose so badly?

Isn't this bad enough? He can hardly see other people's taillights.

Won't give up easily?

Does that mean the general knows Chen Feng better than himself, Chen Feng's direct instructor who has studied psychology?

You are kidding!

At this moment, Professor Ouyang, who was staring at the projection on the ground, suddenly uttered a sigh.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Hu asked hurriedly.

Professor Ouyang looked up at the data monitoring above and said in a hissing voice: "He has adjusted the upper limit of the simulator's virtual performance to 5.5G."

"Ah? What is he thinking? It's better to sharpen the gun before the battle?"

Ding Hu was shocked.

Sure enough, after Chen Feng adjusted the parameters in the camera, because the technical movements were not standard, the system judged that he had to fall down, and then the projector showed that his simulated image stumbled on the ground and rolled forward.

In the simulator, Chen Feng himself was spinning like a top under the control of countless mechanical arms that were like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Ding Hu turned his head away, unable to bear to watch.

It was too terrible.

Originally, Chen Feng started slower than the others, and his top speed was also slower. He had already been left far behind, and now he fell and fell further behind.

But something surprising happened. After rolling dozens of meters in the mountains of the simulation venue, Chen Feng supported himself on the ground with one hand, adjusted his posture according to the rotation momentum, and rushed forward again.

"Why is he still at 5.5G? No, he will fall again if this continues."

Professor Ouyang, who had been monitoring the parameters, said in despair, holding his head.

The general shook his head, "No, at least in a 5.5G environment, he won't fall."

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Feng's steps have been completely stable, and his speed has increased slightly compared to before.

"Does it mean that he only fell once and adapted to the extreme acceleration of 5.5G?"

An instructor who was watching the excitement in the crowd exclaimed.

"Amazing talent. This movement coordination ability and understanding are really incredible."

Yes, Chen Feng has learned the Qinglong Armor to this level. The skills and experience he mastered in the past three trainings, especially the third time driving the old mecha, are no longer applicable.

The two have entered completely different fields, but he easily achieved operations that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

There is only one explanation, this is indeed a talent.

But Chen Feng himself didn't know that he didn't have time to think about

anything else. He just didn't want to admit defeat. He just wanted to try to see if he could improve his upper limit as much as possible during the game. Even if he lost, he didn't want to lose too badly.

"6G. He raised the parameters again!"

Professor Ouyang was like a commentator, reporting Chen Feng's latest developments in real time.

"Warning, Corporal Chen Feng, No. 89757, you have made extreme operations beyond your training experience. It is recommended that you adjust the parameters to prevent injuries."

At this time, the electronic referee prompt sound came from Chen Feng's helmet, and at the same time, he fell to the ground again.

But he had fallen more and had more experience, so he simply rolled into a ball and rolled forward.

He rolled out for dozens of meters before he regained his balance and continued to run forward at a speed of 6G.

The observers outside could also hear the machine reminder that Chen Feng received, and they couldn't help but feel particularly worried.

At the same time, Chen Feng answered straightforwardly: "Refuse to call back, refuse the reminder, and don't affect me." "

Received the order, Corporal Chen Feng, do you want to turn on the personal autonomous mode? Then similar reminders will be blocked."

"Turn it on."

Chen Feng said, and then raised the parameter to 6.5G.

"This guy is crazy! Can't he slow down a little?"

Someone in the crowd cursed the beast.

Ding Hu said helplessly, "He may have seen that the ones ahead were lagging too far behind, and he was afraid that adapting would take time."

"Professor Ouyang, if Chen Feng continues like this, how long will it take for him to get hurt?"

the general spoke again.

Professor Ouyang squinted his eyes, and after a long time, he shook his head, "It seems that he will not be hurt. This guy took advantage of the simulator's bug."

General: "What do you mean?"

"Once he fell, he didn't even think about regaining his balance, but instead rolled forward in a ball. If it were a real battlefield, he would have hit something while rolling, or his head would have hit a bump along the way. But this is a simulator after all, and the system setting for minimum life support has the highest priority. The simulator's robotic arm can't simulate the posture of a stone hitting him, so as long as he curls up in time, he won't be injured."

The general was stunned at first . , and then smiled, "The cunning guy has taken advantage of the machine. But this is reasonable after all. Machines are machines after all, and they exist to be used by humans. The most unique thing about him is that he only needs to fall once to adapt to the operating feel under the new acceleration state. So if it is a real machine, he will be able to drive it."

Ding Hu burst into tears, "Yes, it only takes one time."

Back then, for every 0.1G he increased, he would have to...

Forget it, the past is hard to recall.

"The next step is the key part. This is a long-distance cross-country race. The terrain will become rugged and the difficulty of operation will increase suddenly. Because he can't just accelerate to the limit, it is best to step on the high point every time he lands. Then he has to constantly find the most perfect acceleration state, light when it is necessary, heavy when it is necessary, and accurately grasp the best limit distance for each leap."

Professor Ouyang explained, "This is very difficult, really very difficult."

An experienced veteran behind added: "There will be changes of direction from time to time, and obstacles must be avoided."

The general nodded and continued to look at the three-dimensional projection with his head held high, "Let us wait and see."