I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Chen Feng is actually a little confused in his heart about this upcoming dream.

According to his original intention, of course, he will continue to shamelessly copy songs, and this time he plans to copy at least ten songs.

But what he is confused about is what he can do besides copying songs.

The square face of the instructor Ding Hu always appeared in his mind again and again.

Of course it wasn't that he was gay, but the look that Ding Hu was so unwilling to give up and so eagerly looking forward to last time, he was a bit sorry.

Last time, he forcibly withdrew from the barracks with the slightest untenable reason, which made many colleagues worry about him and asked him if something happened at home.

Chen Feng is not a person who likes to owe others, both financially and emotionally.

He felt that he had lived up to the expectations of Ding Hu and his comrades, and there was always some emptiness in his heart.

So he always tried very hard to keep distance from other people. It was purely because Chen Feng knew his own shortcomings and it was difficult to ignore the feelings that others gave to him, no matter what kind of feelings they were.

……

"Pvt.Chen Feng! Get out!"

In a trance, Chen Feng opened his eyes again.

Don't look at it, he also knows what the situation is.

This time Chen Feng decided not to give Ding Hu a chance to ask himself to run a lap. He quickly condensed his mind, stared, and at the same time made a little effort on his feet, ready to move forward.

His lips slowly opened, ready to make a loud "arrival" with a loud and confident voice.

But he didn't do all of this, because he was extremely surprised to find that the training base he saw in front of him was not exactly the same as what he had in mind.

The first three times when Chen Feng came here, the aircraft that Chen Feng saw at first sight were all cones.

It is currently the most widely equipped Type A-3 in-ground medium-sized carrier by the military. It uses a small nuclear fusion power reactor. The propulsion method is still the traditional medium reverse thrust, so the head is small and the tail is big.

The upper part is the loading bay, and the lower part is the power system.

Because of the way of propulsion, the Type A-3 loader still needs to accelerate during take-off. It is not fast at the beginning. Only after continuous and continuous advancement can it reach an astonishing speed.

Case material science and heat insulation energy conversion level limit the maneuverability of Type A III, and its maximum speed is only Mach 8.

But this time Chen Feng did not see the familiar Type A-3 carrier.

The flying vehicle that floats slowly in the air, then suddenly ejects blue light, and moves forward at an acceleration far exceeding that of the Type A-3 carrier. It is a spindle-shaped flying vehicle.

Simple morphological changes have caused a great impact on Chen Feng.

From design to final production, Type A-3 seems to be an accidental composition, but it is the result of the final inevitable orientation of technological development.

But what is this spindle shape!

Chen Feng is so confused.

With a certain military training foundation, he doesn't need to think about it. The spindle-shaped aircraft's material science, dynamics and control principles and the cone-shaped A-3 definitely have as different as heaven and earth.

And what the hell is that translational maneuver, you didn't emit blue light, you didn't eject anything, how did you translate! Idea motivation!

Ding Hu's deafening roar, once again sounded in Chen Feng's ears, "Still in a daze? Go and run ten laps around the playground!"

Chen Feng came back to his senses, a face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, hurriedly sullen his head to run the circle.

This time I was careful to guard, but I still failed to escape the fate of running the circle.

But at the same time he continued to look at other places in the training base.

The more you look at this, the more frightened he is.

The individual combat armor he used to be very skilled has also changed.

The original individual combat armor in his memory, the gear mechanism can still be seen from the outside, the total height is up to seven or eight meters.

But now the armors drilled by the veterans on the other side have become smaller, streamlined and more beautiful, and very close to the body. The total height is no longer as neat and uniform as before, but from two meters to three meters. Wait.

This should be the result of tailor-made, or the level of production line is higher, you can come up with the corresponding size of individual armor suitable for people of different body types.

The size is smaller, but the mobility of these combat mechas is stronger, and they move faster.

This again means that this new type of combat mecha is much stronger in terms of materials and power systems than the mecha he saw when he came over last time.

This proves that more advanced mechanical structures were born, so there can only be one reason.

At least in the basic disciplines of materials science, mankind has made qualitative progress.

If the material does not become stronger, and the material toughness, hardness and ductility of the main structure have greatly evolved, this small individual mecha is basically impossible to bear the kind of powerful mobility.

The engine structure inside must have become more microscopic and more powerful. This is also a huge test of the level of materials science.

Chen Feng is really puzzled.

It looks like humans are a little stronger than when they dreamed last time, but...

This is for Mao!

What did I do?

Now Chen Feng clearly knows that he is the only variable in history.

If I did nothing and only quietly shut myself in the door of my house as a dead house a thousand years ago, without disturbing anyone or being disturbed by anyone, then surely something will not Change.

If something different from the past appears in the future, then the source of this change must be Chen Feng himself.

But he didn't understand.

He obviously just copied a few songs and helped Zhong Lei become popular a few years in advance.

I wrote six songs in a row one night last night, maybe it can leave a short-lived name in history as a shocking talent.

Apart from this, he didn't do anything!

But why did you find it changed when you passed this time?

"What to look at! Don't envy others, these are all the best reserve soldiers in our base. Once you turn to the right, you will directly board the battleship and become a carrier soldier. You know you have to take the Azure Dragon type. What kind of physical fitness standard does the soldier need? Do you know that the blood clotting serum they use before each training can even make an ordinary person heartbeat stop and die?"

Ding Hu's voice is in Chen Feng again Ringing in my ears.

It turned out that Chen Feng could see the individual A, so that the pace of the running circle was too slow. Ding Hu chased him with a curse.

Chen Feng woke him up by scolding him, looking at this fierce guy, and remembering the last time Ding Hu gave himself an energy drink.

Brother Hu, don't pretend, you are a cold-hearted temper.

This era has changed a lot, but judging from your voice, your personality must have not changed.

"Instructor, what kind of physical stamina do you need to wear this armor?"

Before leaving the barracks last time, Chen Feng had already become this training base Well-deserved one of the strongest fighters.

At that time, many armored veterans were defeated by him. Now, listening to Ding Hu belittle himself so much, he is a little unconvinced.

"Oh, ambitious. Then I'll use laps to talk about it. If you can reduce the time for 20 laps to within 38 minutes, then you can barely reach the standard."

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow.

Interesting.

The last time he left the barracks, he had just set the fastest record of 20 laps in the playground of the base to 37 minutes and 59 seconds.

Didn't expect the bottom line to become an armored soldier now is 38 points.

In the past month when he traveled back home, he didn't usually relax and exercise. At this time, his physical fitness should not drop, and he should have improved slightly.

He raised his eyebrows, "Then I will try?"

"Oh, you recruit try a hammer. Be careful not to die suddenly!"

Ding Hu patted Chen Feng's head and returned to the other reserve soldiers standing in the military posture.

But he saw Chen Feng has speeded up, twitched his lips, and called a recruit from the array, "Go and let the emergency team prepare."