I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

Ding Hu felt that Zheng Feng must have a special battle plan that Tang Tian would help him compile.

This is a dimensionality reduction blow to others.

unfair.

Ding Hu grinded his teeth with hatred, wondering if he should kill his relatives out of justice and report him back to put an end to this phenomenon of favoritism and malpractice.

But he quickly reacted.

No, I am Zheng Feng's class teacher. I see him taking off and getting better grades. Shouldn't I be happy?

Ding Hu took two deep breaths and suppressed his twisted mood.

He told himself to be calm, steady, and to care for his students. He couldn't forget the "love" that an instructor had for his students just because something always happened to him.

Besides, the competition rules are that starting from today, that is, after the formal preparation training begins, instructors and family members are not allowed to help the players.

Zheng Feng's request for help from the audience outside the venue happened before and did not violate the regulations.

Finally, who can guarantee that seed players in other colleges and galaxies will not receive off-site teaching from senior military officers?

So, nothing happened, and the years are quiet.

On the other side, after the twenty-nine children saw the equipment selected by Zheng Feng, a few people raised some different opinions.

The little girl Mata Niklaus believed that she was good at short-range attacks, but Zheng Feng assigned her a "wingman" model that mainly featured medium- and long-range firepower and ultra-large-scale detection and calculation functions. Xuanyuan Jia.

Her battlefield position has changed from the first-line attacker she expected to be the second-line auxiliary firepower and intelligence center.

Edgar Julian questioned his offensive and defensive Xuanyuan Armor. He hoped to get the same fully functional and enhanced Ares series Xuanyuan Armor as Zheng Feng, and to assume a more independent "free man" position on the battlefield.

Of course, this will cause the overall performance indicators of the squad's equipment to exceed the limit.

According to Edgar, just cut off part of the performance redundancy configuration of the two five-man reserve teams.

Edgar Julian is the second oldest student in the class, with the highest level of cultural classes and second only to Zheng Feng in combat effectiveness.

Both of his parents who provided him with genes are third-generation members of the Unknown Fleet. They now also hold important positions in the Genting Star Territory and are both school-level officers.

Before Zheng Feng's rise, Edgar was the most dazzling "star" in the class, and was also recognized as the "outstanding tiger" who had the best chance of leaving the flying tiger class at the end of this semester and entering the regular class of the college.

There was something unexpected about him falling into this class in the first place.

After Edgar made his statement, his die-hard follower Morrison Scott also jumped out.

Morrison is not fighting for anything for himself, but he also believes that Edgar should be given the status of a free man. He is indeed Edgar's loyal little brother.

Ding Hu frowned slightly as he watched all this.

He didn't know how Zheng Feng would handle this situation.

In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with Zheng Feng's arrangement. This plan accurately captured the potential direction with the highest theoretical value of each member of the Flying Tigers.

The few people who feel something is wrong, such as Mata and Edgar, actually do not really understand their own lives.

Although these three- and four-year-old children are relatively precocious and smart, the amount of information and knowledge they are exposed to is still not large enough, and their understanding of their own lives is still in a state of knowing what is happening and not knowing why.

For example, the little girl Mata Nicklaus has good on-the-spot reaction skills and a very tough and calm temperament, so she mistakenly thought that she was most suitable as a first-line attacker. But in fact, according to more in-depth underlying genetic analysis and Ding Hu’s long-term observation, as Mata continues to develop, her logical thinking and ability to quickly integrate information will quickly take shape around the age of five, making her a very good candidate. Special operations command center.

By keeping her at a certain distance from the front line, she can bring her observation, prediction, and information integration abilities into full play.

Ding Hu originally planned to personally adjust the focus of Mata Nicklaus's studies after the competition.

Now Zheng Feng is equivalent to taking action in advance, which is even better.

As for Edgar Julian's request, it is even more absurd.

Although this little kid is barely considered the best among the Flying Tigers, he does not stand out enough to be qualified to wear the God of War series that will inevitably occupy more resource quotas. It is purely due to his blind self-confidence.

Brother Hu rubbed his chin, really wanting to jump down on the spot and take Zheng Feng's place to clean up those ignorant minorities.

But he finally endured it and chose to just watch Zheng Feng control the situation.

It would be a real violation for him to interfere now.

In fact, the test for each participating team has already begun. The two military qualities of integrating the team and obeying orders are also included in the examination.

"You want to be a slugger?"

Zheng Feng ignored Edgar's croaking and came to Mata first, looking down at the little blond girl who was three and two months old.

Mata raised his head, his white face facing Zheng Feng, showing no fear, his eyes were firm, and he said solemnly: "Yes, captain!"

Zheng Feng, who was already about 1.6 meters tall, squatted down and said with a smile: "Why?"

Mata replied with a sonorous and powerful voice: "Because I want to do more great things! I want to become a more useful person!"

Zheng Feng smiled even brighter and pointed at Edgar Julian, "You are definitely not my opponent, there is no doubt about it. Edgar is the second attacker, you can try to have a simulation with him Sparring, if you win, I will make you a strong attacker."

"good!"

Mata's reply was still loud.

Fifteen minutes later, Mata and Edgar walked out of the simulator one after another. The little girl replied in a still loud voice: "I lost! I obey the captain's arrangements!"

Zheng Feng asked the two of them to return to the queue, but then said to Mata: "You are just forced to accept my order now, and you are not convinced. You just know that in my team, the attacker is not your position, but But you still think that when you join another special operations team one day, you will still strive to become a strong attacker, right?"

"Yes Captain."

"Then you are wrong. If you want to become a more useful person, then you should naturally stay in the field you are better at..."

"I'm good at fighting, not being a long-range sniper!"

Zheng Feng waved his hand, and a simulation screen appeared in front of everyone.

It was a picture of a charming blonde woman walking across the frontline battlefield.

She controlled a pair of Xuanyuan Armor with a small to medium size and slender structure. The two mechanical arms held two dark spears that were as long as the armor itself.

She moves around the battlefield dexterously, and a large amount of data is quickly delivered in all directions with her as the center.

The two dark spears fired from time to time to provide real energy flow, sometimes to support comrades who were at a disadvantage and were about to die, and sometimes to cooperate with comrades who had an advantage on the front line to annihilate low-level ones as soon as possible.

At the same time, there are a large number of nano combat robots that maintain high-speed shuttles, using this armor as an "aircraft carrier", traveling back and forth on it to complete tasks such as charging, repairing, and submitting collected materials for analysis.

Although she never entered within a million kilometers of the combat zone, her highly predictive long-range firepower and vital information center function still allowed her to play an extremely important role in this battle.

"This is the 'wingman' position I gave you. Do you understand? You are wrong. You think it is not important, but in fact the lives of all the people in the entire special operations team are implicated in you. Your influence is no longer just It's your business, but everyone's business. If you do your job well, the special forces team will be even more powerful and get twice the result with half the effort. If you make a mistake or are lazy, then your comrades will be killed by you, and not only one."

At this time, Mata Nicklaus nodded blankly.

She was frightened by Zheng Feng.

Then Zheng Feng pointed the gun at Edgar non-stop.

"Boy, you just said you also want to wear the God of War series? Be a free man?"

"Yes Captain!"

"But you know if I'm going to satisfy you, I'm going to have to cut back on the equipment allocated to everyone else."

"In order to take advantage of superior firepower, this focus on resources is necessary!"

"Okay, let me show you something else." Zheng Feng showed the team members another projected video of actual battlefield recordings.

This video is taken from the March Battle of Planet Z. A team of 35 people was unfortunately exposed while performing a tracking mission and was besieged.

During the breakout process, the elites in the first combat sequence were severely wounded one after another. When the enemy encirclement was broken to the last level, they ran out of ammunition and food. In this case, fourteen combat members from the two reserve teams were forced to fight in pairs. The group started the second round of charge.

In previous battles, members of the reserve team sat in the center. They not only provided cover for the center, but also recharged their batteries to learn and analyze the characteristics of enemy aircraft.

When the first sequence of combat members ran out of fuel, the reserve team who was waiting to work took over in time and successfully evacuated with all their injured comrades.

"I believe you have seen similar cases before. But that is other people's business. You have never been on the battlefield yourself. You regard this as watching a movie. I want to ask you two questions now." Zheng Feng stared at Edgar Julian, "First, are you good enough to defeat six reserve team comrades by yourself? Can you?"

Edgar was stunned and turned away slightly, "I can't do it."

"Second, you should know that better equipment equals a better survival rate. Do you think your own life is more important than the other six people?"

Edgar quickly waved his hand, "Nothing! But..."

Zheng Feng chuckled, "But what?"

"But isn't yours also the God of War series?"

Zheng Feng pointed at himself, "I am me, and you are you. I can fight one against six, so I feel comfortable wearing it. If you want to obtain more resources, you must rely on your real skills, rather than just talking about dissatisfaction. I can really give it to you. There is no point in clamoring with white teeth. If you really want to wear the God of War series, then obey my arrangements honestly and practice hard with me. When we break out of the First Vanguard Academy and become planetary representatives, we Naturally, you can get more integrated performance quota. By then, let alone the God of War series, even if you want to wear the more advanced Dongfeng series, that’s no problem!”

"Okay, okay I understand."

Edgar, a brat with a bigger temper than his ability, finally lowered his arrogant head.

Zheng Feng looked back at Morrison, "Do you still have any opinions?"

Morrison Scott replied decisively: "The captain is right! I am ashamed of my previous ignorance!"

Zheng Feng nodded with satisfaction, "Very good."

Ding Hu, who had been peeking and listening from a distance, was dumbfounded.

I thought Zheng Feng had some brilliant ideas, but it turned out to be such a childish preaching.

He just pulled one and beat the other, first appeasing Mata, and then suppressing Edgar, that's all.

But surprisingly, it worked on the spot.

Brother Hu scratched his head, thinking that Zheng Feng seemed to understand children's thoughts better than he did.

Although these children in the Flying Tigers develop faster in IQ and learn cultural courses faster, their emotional intelligence still seems to be immature and incomparable with the super genius Tang Tianxin who is truly born with knowledge.

Over there, Zheng Feng, who had calmed down the situation, began to give a mobilization speech.

"Five minutes for everyone to rest and adjust! Then get on the simulator! Your task this morning is to observe and learn from a first-person perspective an attack the Areste Attack Team led by Spartacus participated in ten years ago. Fight! The Areste attack team at that time had exactly thirty people, and its personnel configuration was exactly the same as ours now."

"Everyone must figure out as quickly as possible what your role is in a special attack team and what work you should complete."

"The slogan of our Flying Tigers is, keen! Tenacious! Brave! Professional! Remember this mantra! The most important thing here is professionalism! What I call professional is to learn from each other's strengths. I know that the people in our Flying Tigers, In the past, we were eliminated by other classes using the last-place elimination system! Edgar, don’t laugh, I don’t care what your reasons are, you are also eliminated. But I hope you remember that being eliminated last time does not mean that you You will be eliminated for the rest of your life!"

"Maybe now, except for me, the individual skills of each of you are not as good as those of other classes, but that doesn't matter. We are not going one-on-one with others, we are a team!"

"We can use teamwork to strike first and defeat the superior! The real battlefield is the best test for people. I know that many people have been mediocre, but as long as they can set foot on the battlefield and survive, and sum up the experiences and lessons learned after each operation, they will be able to succeed. It can grow up quickly!”

"Do you understand? If you understand, go to work!"

Ding Hu in the distance was stunned for a moment.

Ever since humans received the Seal of the Pact of Destiny, few officers have made similar speeches before taking action.

Because there is no need, there is a covenant of destiny, and human beings do not need others to "beat chicken blood" like this.

It had been a long time since I heard a mobilization speech, not to mention that Zheng Feng's words were of low quality. They were very cliche and even seemed childish and shallow, so that Ding Hu had goosebumps from embarrassment.

But something strange happened.

The feedback from the twenty-nine children when Zheng Feng first started speaking was similar to what Ding Hu had imagined. They must have felt uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, when Zheng Feng finished talking, Ding Hu could clearly see that the children's heartbeats were accelerating, and the intensity of the brain's quantum storm had also increased significantly.

In particular, the two first-series soldiers, Qin Wu and Li Qingqing, reacted the most, and their blood pressure increased a lot.

Ding Hu's jaw dropped in shock and he rubbed his temples, a little confused.

"Is this okay?"

Ding Hu looked at the parameters provided in time by the teaching analysis team on the other side and was even more shocked.

Damn it!

There are signs of loosening of the seal of destiny in these children's hearts!

etc!

seem……

It is said...

The imprint of the destiny covenant in Tang Tian's heart was also loosening.

This brat Zheng Feng must be poisonous!

Just a few words can destroy the seal of a person's destiny covenant?

Are you a long-lost mysterious profession, a hypnotist?

No, I have to report it quickly. Who knows whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

No matter what Brother Hu is thinking at the moment, Zheng Feng is not idle.

After the plan was finalized, the Flying Tigers began intensive training together.

As for the planning of joint training, Zheng Feng is also very strict.

Time is running out. In the next few days, Zheng Feng will completely stop conventional individual training. Instead, he will use a complete set of arrangements to form a team of 30 people, including himself, into a well-coordinated team as soon as possible.

At this time, there were 2,100 primary school classes in First Pioneer College.

The Flying Tigers participate in one-third of the junior classes, with a total of nearly 800 classes.

In the end, only ten classes were able to break out of the siege.

No matter how beautiful Zheng Feng's words are, it is not easy to achieve something if you really want to.