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Chapter 205 Sudden exchange of fire(1/2)

On the evening of April 25, 2020.

Chen Feng was lying calmly on the soft quilt with a calm expression, constantly adjusting his breathing and controlling his emotions.

Perhaps he had prepared too much this time and had too many expectations for the future, which made him feel a little too excited.

Even though he hadn't slept for nearly twenty hours because his biological clock was reversed, he was still full of energy and radiant.

Fortunately he is more experienced now.

Last month, he was worried that he would miss his monthly time travel due to insomnia, but now he is not too panicked.

Get used to it.

"Turn off the lights."

When he came up earlier, he said that this five-star hotel was so high-end that it could be controlled by voice. Chen Feng missed the feeling of the artificial intelligence assistant Weiwei standing beside him, reaching for his food and opening his mouth, so he also pretended to turn off the lights with his voice.

However there was no response.

"turn off the light!"

The lights went out.

future!

Brother Tiger!

Lin Datou!

European white hair!

Damn it!

Here I go again!



"Chen Feng, what are you doing! Follow me quickly!"

Before Chen Feng could even open his eyes, someone pulled him off his shoulders and staggered.

If it weren't for the slightly familiar structure of the individual armor on his body that gave him some strength, he would have been thrown into pieces.

Chen Feng rubbed his eyes and quickly regained his vision, "Brother Tiger?"

"Chen Feng, are you scared to death? Hurry up! Don't fall behind!"

Ding Hu, who was furious because of his trance, pulled him from the side again, then turned around and ran forward.

Chen Feng followed with a puzzled look on his face, and at the same time raised his head and looked around to inquire about the surrounding situation.

This is not the familiar Daxueshan base, and there are no playgrounds or buildings, only dense jungles and muddy roads.

This is a winding valley sandwiched between two mountain ranges.

Looking around, both sides of the valley are covered with densely packed towering trees.

The big trees are lush and leafy.

If it weren't for the large trees that were sometimes broken at the waist by unknown attacks at some distance, or were forcibly broken in half and then forced to grow new branches, this place would still look like a primeval forest.

Now this seems to be an ecological relic left after the war.

At this time, he was in the middle of a team of about a thousand people, running forward with the flow.

The team ran very fast, but their steps were as gentle as possible, and no one made any loud noises. Even when Ding Hu taught him a lesson just now, although his tone was strong, his voice was deliberately kept very low.

No one was talking to each other, everyone was in a hurry and very nervous.

The only sounds in the air were the slight patter of toes stepping on the mud and the sound of slightly heavy breathing.

Chen Feng didn't know what was happening now.

Where did this group of people come from and where are they going?

After all, the situation I encountered this time was so different from the previous ones.

Unexpectedly, he was not starting as a new recruit, so he seemed a little uncomfortable with it.

The situation was very strange. Everyone was wearing equipment, but none of them turned on the power assist of the equipment. Instead, they were purely running on foot.

Is this in training?

An 800-kilometer cross-country run with weights?

But not quite like it.

Because with such intensity of exercise, these people should not be out of breath like this.

They were breathing heavily not because they were tired.

It's nervousness.

Indescribable tension.

Compared to when he was young and ignorant, he was still nervous when he was preparing cheat sheets in the examination room and took out the slip of paper when the teacher's back was turned to peek at the answers.

This is so abnormal.

Chen Feng's mind was filled with questions, and it was inconvenient to find anyone to ask.

Even with his galactic human brain, it was impossible to understand the current situation instantly.

He stretched his neck and looked forward again, and unexpectedly saw Tang Tianxin's slender and strong figure at the front of the team.

Chen Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Forget it, go back and think about it slowly, as long as she is still here.

Ding Hu in front noticed that Chen Feng had slowed down a little because of his thoughts, and turned back furiously, grabbed Chen Feng's collar, and gritted his teeth, "What on earth are you going to do today? Do you want to piss me off to death?

?asshole!"

With that said, Ding Hu no longer ran away, but grabbed Chen Feng's shoulder with one hand, pulled him forward, and forced him to run faster.

Ding Hu ran forward while muttering angrily.

"I've said before that we shouldn't let new recruits participate in operations. Even if the comprehensive quality test meets the standard, this level is too low. Even if I die on the battlefield because of my stupidity, I still have to be dragged down. It's annoying."

Chen Feng analyzed the information instantly.

New recruit egg?

Well, it seems that I am still a new recruit this time, but I am not in the training ground at the beginning, but on a mission.

A thousand people were dispatched for this mission, including the commander Tang Tianxin, so the mission level should be very high.

Bringing new soldiers also shows that the strength of the troops seems to be somewhat insufficient.

But this is not very reasonable.

Because Tang Tianxin achieved the position of commander-in-chief of the Tianxin fleet last time, she should not have only this few manpower.

There is another very important point. This time, even new recruits like me have individual equipment. The appearance of the equipment is basically the same as that of Ding Hu. This shows that human production capacity seems to have increased, and there is overcapacity.

And Brother Tiger still has this mysterious temperament. He curses and is extremely impatient, but in action he still drags himself away.

He is not really dissatisfied with being dragged down, he just has a bad temper with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

After analyzing a lot more information, Chen Feng felt better and began to pay attention to his equipment again.

At this glance, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly that it was bad.

The control system and mechanism of action of this equipment are actually 70-80% similar to the Star Blade Armor he once wore, which has long since been eliminated in history.

It has to be worn all the time, which means that the material compression technology it adopts is probably not as good as the last Morrowind system.

Chen Feng secretly wondered whether it was possible that in the 21st century, he had cut off the roots by pulling out the seedlings and cutting off the roots, causing a major technological regression?

Did I make a mistake?

Shouldn't we really throw out "Madman's Conjectures"?

There's no reason.

I carefully selected the knowledge points to such an extent that I perfectly avoided all minefields.

How could that happen?

Chen Feng couldn't help but regret a little. It seemed that he shouldn't have taken out the "Collection of Madman's Conjectures" so easily. He should have been more conservative and studied the S-bacteria vaccine for a month.

Then at least after discovering that the situation is not good, there is still a chance to remedy it.

Chen Feng's anxiety disappeared after five minutes.

He carefully observed the parameters of the equipment on his body, which was similar to the Star Blade Armor, and found that he was in for a false alarm.

The overall performance of his individual armor surpassed that of the Star Frontier Armor in all aspects, and was almost equivalent to the Morrowind combat system he used last time.

And the material compression technology of its material is also equivalent to the ordinary version of Morrowind system.

Strictly speaking, this thing is equivalent to the final version of the humanoid individual armor produced by the Morrowind system.

If it is fully activated, it should be able to generate a large humanoid fighter with a maximum body size of ten meters, and a minimum one with complete close-fitting clothing.
To be continued...
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