I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"It's not that I have any moves, it's that you have some skills. In the following training, you can use them to your heart's content. Show your best state and be your best self. Okay, the first mission begins."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he quickly accessed the data synchronized by Fanxing without giving others any time to buffer, and synchronized the equipment of more than 3,000 people.

In front of the pilot is a programming console.

In front of the console is placed the S-class customized individual combat armor owned by each pilot.

The armored pilots and soldiers appeared directly in their respective armored cockpits.

Action instructions appear simultaneously in front of everyone's eyes.

The battlefield environment was simulated and deduced, and the time background was set to the thirty-second century, and the location was the Shadow Galaxy.

Each soldier has a preset identity, a member of the Shadow Galaxy Special Forces.

In the simulated battle situation, the new biological army of the Compound Eyes has arrived in the Shadow Galaxy, and the elite vanguard troops have penetrated the lines of the Shadow Galaxy garrison and are heading towards the Science City Space Station.

The mission of the special forces team is simple: meet the enemy and annihilate this elite vanguard force halfway.

S-class combatants have carried out many similar interception battles in their respective theaters and original armies, with outstanding results.

Seeing that the task was so simple, these people were full of confidence.

But they didn't know that this time was different.

Fanxing combines the evolutionary route of the compound-eyed troops after the thirty-first century in the previous timeline provided by Chen Feng with the evolution of the cannon fodder troops continuously dispatched by the compound-eyed over the past thirty years in this timeline. Basically, it is very accurate to deduce the various capabilities and firepower equipment that the main force of the blade beetles of the Compound Eyes in the 32nd century should have.

Although this prediction cannot be 100% accurate, the error will not exceed 5%.

Therefore, what S-class combatants are facing now should actually be a new type of powerful arms that will only be available after the Compound Eyes have slowly developed for another three to four hundred years.

Although the imagination of compound-eyed people is not as good as that of humans, their innovation ideas tend to be passive and preventive, and the technological process is much slower than that of humans, but after all, it is hundreds of years in advance, and S-class combatants have no chance of winning.

Just five minutes later, the soldiers' mission failed as the Science City space station exploded into pieces in the orbit of Jupiter.

The battlefield simulation environment suddenly disappeared, and everyone's figures returned to the platform instantly.

Some people are still roaring hysterically, some people have already squatted down in grievance with their hands on their heads, some people are looking down at their hands in confusion, and more people are looking at the feedback in the console with wide eyes and disbelief. Return various parameters.

No one has any confidence on their face anymore.

Tragic, I lost so miserably that I had no power to resist at all.

No matter what type of combatant they are, they are as vulnerable as an ant in the face of enemy combat units whose mobility, firepower, and protection capabilities are completely superior.

Maybe not even as good as an ant.

After a long time, when everyone's swollen foreheads gradually returned to normal, a system list fell from top to bottom in front of everyone's eyes like a curtain.

This is the performance score given by the simulation system and Chen Feng to each fighter.

With a maximum score of 17.15, this warrior persisted for nearly ten seconds under the siege of two alien blade beetles.

The minimum score is 0 points. The armor programmed by the pilot was hit by an ordinary energy beam from a distance before it actually came into contact, and exploded into a firework in space.

The average score of more than 3,700 people was only 5.89.

"The full score is on a 100-point scale, with 95 points passing. Each of you can see what level you are at."

Chen Feng's image appeared in space in front of the soldiers, and he said with his hands behind his back.

A man from the Giant Source Galaxy shouted: "This is unfair and unscientific. You cannot forcefully set an enemy with such unconventional strength. The Compound Eyes do not have this kind of troops. With our existing equipment, It’s impossible to stop it. Such training and evaluation are meaningless!”

Chen Feng grinned, "Really? It's just that you can't do it."

The next moment, Chen Feng waved his hand again, and ten alien blade beetles appeared in the space not far away.

A pair of armor appeared on the platform, it was T100.

Chen Feng's figure floated into the T100 and soared into the sky.

About three minutes later, the intact T100 fell back onto the platform, and the remaining energy reserve indicator light on the shoulder just turned orange for insufficient energy.

In the distant space, there are countless pieces of torn corpses of alien blade beetles.

"Impossible! There must be something fishy!"

Someone protested.

Chen Feng didn't say anything and only published all his combat data.

He gave these people nearly two hours to look through combat data.

Then, Chen Feng asked again: "Do you think it's possible now?"

This time, no one finally said anything.

The complete combat parameters showed that the intensity of the ten alien blade beetles that Instructor Long dealt with was exactly the same as those faced by others, without any difference.

Instructor Long exerted 200% of the power of the T100, a specially made Folgai armor.

This is the key to his victory.

"Remember, it's you who can't do it, not your equipment. The simulated battle I just played was indeed very dangerous. I could have been destroyed at any time, but in the end I won. You have enjoyed too much technology. I always thought that the compound-eyed ones were useless. You have been paralyzed by the technological advancements brought by scientists, and you are used to relying on equipment to crush your enemies and easily defeat them."

"But you have to know that in the past timeline, every time human warriors fought against each other when their technology was far inferior to their opponents. Xiaomi and rifles can sometimes use aircraft and cannons. But this is not that we are arrogant, it's just that Because we have no choice! It’s impossible for others to stop fighting just because we are weak.”

"You must break away from the reliance on equipment and get used to the weak mentality again. You must know that when the technological generation gap does not form an absolute crushing, it is not the equipment that determines the direction of the war, but the people. Today I am going to teach you Yes, exactly this."

"The fleet will have to fly for more than two hundred and sixty years to reach the center of the galaxy. Although we can exchange information with the empire headquarters, our equipment and technology cannot be completely synchronized with the outside world. You should understand the situation in which you are alone. The most important thing is The possibility is that one or two hundred years later, you will each still use the armor in front of you. But will the Compound Eyes stagnate?"

"The Galactic Center is the opponent's home base and has been managed for millions of years. The emergence of combat units of this strength is almost inevitable. These alien blade beetles that you think are elites now may even be used to fight a war of attrition. Cannon fodder.”

"Today's class ends here, get out of class is over!"

After saying that, Chen Feng kicked all the soldiers out of his dream.

…

Tong Ling lay blankly on her bed, the number 8.91 turning over and over in her mind.

This is exactly the score she just got, which is not high.

She struggled with an alien blade beetle for about ten seconds, but in the end, the cockpit was chopped into pieces by the opponent's enhanced cutting knife, and she simulated death.

Instructor Long also drove the T100, and the basic parameters were exactly the same as his own, but the results were completely different.

Tong Ling was the hardest hit among all the soldiers.

She slowly began to recall and organize, and re-evaluate every move made by Instructor Long.

Of course she wasn't willing to give in.

But in another internal virtual network cafe, a group of strange-looking warriors also gathered together.

The atmosphere was silent.

Some people poured drinks into their mouths one by one, while others looked up at the sky and tapped their fingers on the table.

In the end, an armored warrior from the solar system sighed and said, "This may be the end of human ability, and it is also the true ability of the sage Chen Feng."

"Yep."

"How ridiculous of me. I wanted to challenge him before."

"I don't think he will agree. The gap is too big, and this challenge will not help us improve at all."

"But there's one thing I don't quite understand. Why did he use that armor called T100 to complete the demonstration? Is there anything special about that little girl named Tong Ling?"

"Who knows. I heard that the command center is dividing the teams into teams based on the scoring results of our first simulation test. I don't want to be placed in the same team as her. She didn't even get ten points. What a waste."

The person who said this was obviously a Juyuan warrior, and the atmosphere in the scene was instantly awkward.

None of the other warriors who happened to be sitting with him scored above 10 points.

The embarrassed people quickly escaped.

The Juyuan warrior curled his lips, but he didn't feel that he had offended anyone.

He began to rub the metal lines on his shoulders, rethinking how to better combine his own characteristics with the armor, and strive to perform better next time.

At this moment, every S-class combatant received a prompt in their communicator.

Qin Guang's grouping is completed.

The Juyuan warrior looked at the list and was stunned.

"Damn! What bad luck!"

He was actually assigned to the same team as Tong Ling.

And the captain has been appointed, it is Tong Ling.