Chapter 688: Willow

69, the fastest update I really did not want to be the savior!
Ding Hu was not the only one who complained at this time.
God knows how many pairs of eyes are staring at the Flying Tigers secretly at this time.
Seeing Zheng Feng and his team went out, they fell into the blood mold, and for a while, they were full of grief.
They want to know how far Zheng Feng, who is getting better and better, can go in this empire-wide game, and whether Zheng Feng, who is "delayed in development", has a chance to catch up or even surpass another historical figure-Tang Tianxin.
Although more and more evidences show that Zheng Feng is extraordinary, as long as he does not stand up for a day and show that he has retrieved his memory, things will not be settled.
It's the same for anyone. The more you desire and the more you covet, the easier it is to look forward to the future.
With the passage of time, more and more people from Dong Shan, Naveen Gabriel, Matilde, Gaius Julius, Charles Louis, Lu Xianfeng, Immanuel, etc. After stepping out of the history books of nihilistic history, one by one, after taking important positions and performing outstandingly, people's expectations of the sage Chen Feng have been infinitely increased to the point of infinitely increasing.
Every big or small change that happens to Zheng Feng will arouse people's endless reverie.
Therefore, the unfortunate experience of the Flying Tigers caused an uproar in silence.
Along with the dazzling sparks, violent vibrations one after another, the pyramid ejection chamber carrying the Flying Tigers crashed into the wreckage of the ship.
At the same time, the Flying Tigers members also received prompts from the game system.
"The ejection bin has landed successfully, and the participating players can get out of the bin for free activities. Good luck to you."
After the sound is over, the pyramid opens on its own like an unfolded stack of paper.
Entirely wrapped under the basic training armor, Zheng Feng and the younger brothers looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at the old wreckage beside them that was slammed into a V shape by a straight waist. They were not even qualified to be thrown into the garbage dump. The trough is hard to vomit.
Success!
If it can be considered a success if the landing site is broken into pieces, then there is no such thing as a failed landing in this world!
Also, what the is this resource point?
What kind of enchanting is this ship wreck full of antique atmosphere?
"Captain, can we find usable resources from this pile of broken copper and iron?"
Edgar Julian said bitterly.
Zheng Feng was in a bad mood, "I only found out after trying."
The Flying Tigers has the highest talent in the field of mechanical structure. The material production management team leader Puncht, who is responsible for equipment maintenance and logistics work, grabs his hair. "Captain, I recognize what the wreck of this ship is."
"Just say what it is."
"This is the bridge part of the Type 7 Snowflake battleship produced by Austin Star from 2620 to 2650. There should be some transmissions in it, maybe some hinges made of laminated protein organic materials that were very popular at that time, and some models are very The ancient semi-automatic robots also have nuclear fusion bio-battery modules that must have exhausted their energy."
Zheng Feng: "That's really an amazing old antique."
"So we have to give up here decisively and use the batteries in our training armor to hurry there? The energy reserve should be just enough."
Matta Nicklaus proposes a plan.
Her finger pointing was the first resource point staggered to more than 30 million kilometers away.
Zheng Feng shook his head, "Training the performance of the armor with the basics, it will be at least two hours after we get there. By that time others have already changed shotguns to wait for work, but we are still in this training armor, and energy consumption is seven or seven. Eight or eight, there is no way to fight."
Mata: "Then I can only make a fuss about this antique."
"Yes."
Zheng Feng nodded.
After speaking, he looked at the pile of broken copper and iron in a slightly melancholy manner, his eyes wandering and his mind buzzing.
It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
"Unlucky. Damn! Fak!"
Edgar stomped angrily.
He was expecting a good start in this game, so that his classmates who had never looked down upon him would know that Edgar Julian was not what he used to be.
As a result, who would have thought that he would start into the pit and could not rise.
Morrison followed up decisively, but angrily pointed at Zheng Feng, "It's all the captain's fault! The timing of jumping off the boat is too bad, it's okay one second early and one second later!"
There was a bang.
Morrison was slammed on his forehead by the fist handed over by him abruptly, and he whirled and flew away.
The one who punched him was the quiet Qin Wu, "Attention, now is the battlefield. Any opinions you have should be put outside the battlefield. Here, the captain has the final say."
Morrison flew back from a distance and looked at Edgar aggrievedly, hoping that Big Brother could help him.
But Edgar glanced at Zheng Feng, who was giving orders to others, and only shook his lips without saying anything.
"Mata, turn on your holographic scanner and maximize the power. I need a complete three-dimensional model of this wreck."
"it is good."
"Punkert, you and Li Qingqing walk forward along this straight line, walk 30 meters and then turn around, try to collect some complete debris and come back, and then analyze the material. Li Qingqing, you turn on the power of the biodetector to 70. Although we are just an island here, there shouldn't be any space creatures in theory, but it's always right to be careful."
...
Orders were issued one after another in an orderly manner, and the Flying Tigers went to different areas to do different jobs according to Zheng Feng's instructions.
Jane Rowland asked: "Captain, what about us?"
After finishing speaking, she also pointed to the people on standby.
Zheng Feng raised his head and looked at the small light spot representing the first resource point in the distance, "Reserve energy, reduce consumption, and conserve energy."
Thirty seconds later, Mata sent a holographic three-dimensional model to Zheng Feng and everyone in the logistics team.
The modeling provided by Mata is very detailed, the accuracy of the details reaches the picometer level, and the microstructure inside the nucleus is also expressed.
Punkert, who was investigating with Li Qingqing in front, looked at the hologram first and said: "Captain, I...I don't recognize these devices. It's too old, I haven't learned such detailed knowledge of ancient materials."
Without knowing anything about the material, it is naturally impossible to analyze the principle of its operation.
Zheng Feng frowned.
There is definitely a file in the main brain Fanxing database, but everyone is now in the special operations arena, and there are also restrictions on communication and information support.
Now that Puncht complained, it must have tried to check the information, but it was not found.
He didn't accuse Puncht.
The situation faced by other teams is also very different.
The venue is fair, and it is an unfamiliar environment to everyone, and requires individuals to use their own brains.
"Oh, the situation is too unfavorable. If it is a resource point with abundant materials, the Flying Tigers can try and make more trials and errors, and naturally they can quickly grasp the available resources in the wreck. But now, these hundreds of meters of fragments can make a fuss. , There are few things to choose from, the weight is smaller, and there is nothing to do."
Ding Hu, who was following the movements of the Flying Tigers all the way, was more distressed than everyone inside.
On the wreckage, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Zheng Feng. Everyone wanted to know what he planned to do next.
Zheng Feng didn't say anything. He just stared at the 3D modeling in front of him, constantly zooming in and out, retrieving every detail of the debris modeling, and then observing the atomic structures that even Puncht did not recognize. .
The expression on his face changed instantly.
At first he was confused, then he was stunned, and finally there was only shock and disbelief.
After a few minutes passed, Zheng Feng slowly raised his head and looked around, "You may not believe it, I recognize this antique."
Punkert: "Captain, I recognize it too, but it's useless."
Zheng Feng: "I'm different from you. I can't say why. Anyway, I know how the Type 7 Snowflake was built, what technology was used, and what are the physical and chemical properties of all the materials inside. Give me an hour, I even A complete Snowflake ship of this type can be designed from nothing."
"what!"
"what?"
The players were dumbfounded.
Mata will be suspicious: "Captain, have you learned ancient knowledge before?"
"If I have learned it, I won't be so puzzled. But I really haven't learned it, but I understand. Forget it, let's not talk about it. I have a plan."
Zheng Feng’s fingers quickly connected points on the 3D modeling,
Let’s go here first along this route.

Li Qingqing: "Where is this?"
"There should be a liquid biological medium storage tank. If everything is as I expected, there will be some small anaerobic space life active there."
Zheng Feng snapped again, sharing the information he had just compiled with his brain to everyone.
In front of everyone, there is a long list of explanations.
"The organism should be in the micron level, with a certain aggressiveness, and can secrete tissue fluid. When different energy is injected into the tissue fluid, it will show different properties such as corrosiveness, self-hardening, alloy characteristics and so on."
"The number of these creatures will be very large, and they will communicate internally through quantum entangled microwaves, have shallow individual consciousness, and at the same time can aggregate a relatively complete group consciousness."
This is the professional field of Li Qingqing, an expert in biology.
She was surprised: "I remember that the Austin star field and dozens of nearby star fields used semi-biologically planted battleship technology on a large scale in the 27th century. In the final battleship formation, that is, the details of the decoration work in the usual sense. , Used many different kinds of mutant space insects."
Zheng Feng nodded, "Yes."
"But Captain, how do you know that our wreckage is in and there is still there? In addition, as far as I know, the engineers at the time needed to turn on high-power jammers outside to continuously cover the group consciousness of the insect community to control the mutation Space insects act according to human orders."
Zheng Feng spread his hands, "Because I know that to build this bridge, it is to start training from this position. At the same time, in the finished product of the bridge, there is a refrigerated storage warehouse. If the ship is severely damaged, the engineers can do it in the shortest time Activate the insects in the reserve to perform quick repairs. According to the shape of the wreckage, I judged that the reserve was not severely damaged. Moreover, these space insects are extremely survivable and can capture free particles, even from gravity. Extract a trace amount of energy. Hundreds of years have passed and I think they have multiplied to a considerable number."
"Should we eliminate these insects?" Li Qingqing asked.
Zheng Feng shook his head decisively, "No, I want to subdue them and make them our productivity. From now on, everyone will have one minute to prepare. Carefully read the combat rules I have formulated, adjust the training armor performance parameters in advance, and preset them. Energy distribution mechanism, recheck the armor sealing index..."
One minute later.
Zheng Feng checked the equipment of all staff through the team interface.
Everyone’s weapons have been replaced by wide-width high-energy particle jets, and the armor parameters have been adjusted to a mechanism that combines a gel state energy layer with a strong anti-corrosion physical gel.
After dozens of seconds, a group of people carefully traversed a distance of more than two hundred meters and appeared on the upper floor at the point pointed by Zheng Feng.
Compared with other places, the metal structure in this area is broken more thoroughly.
The broken wall is staggered with canine teeth.
A huge amount of rusty metal fragments floated like a cloud.
This is obviously an abnormal phenomenon.
Dididi.
Li Qingqing's biodetector issued an alarm.
Other people receive information simultaneously.
"Micro-termites: The average body length is 15~18 microns, which can decompose metals, absorb and store free high-energy electrons, and convert them into reserve energy. Cluster action is highly aggressive to organic life, without wisdom, and belongs to biomachinery. class."
Li Qingqing swallowed, "Captain, your judgment is completely correct, but how do we control these microscopic termites?"
Zheng Feng: "Go in first, find the queen, and then you will distribute the energy to me, I will complete the control code preparation, and then broadcast it."
"You too will this captain? Do you know the code?"
Jane Rowland, who is best at programming in the team, was surprised.
"I know some, but I need you to refine the details for me."
"Uh, I'm not very confident."
"We have to try. If we don't do anything, we will definitely lose. If we try, we will have one more chance to comeback. Right?"
"That's true."
Zheng Feng cleared his throat and began to give orders in words.
"The first sequence team followed me, advancing in a fan formation at a speed of 33 meters per second."
"The two reserve teams screened from both wings and moved forward at a speed of 3 meters per second."
"The proportion of automated weapon attacks for all combat members has been reduced to 90. Microscopic termites may mislead our detectors. It is necessary to manually correct the aiming."
"The intelligence team adjusted the electromagnetic radar frequency to extremely high frequency, turned on the gravitational wave radar, and built a holographic local projection."
"Punkert, you take two people to turn on the oscillating light pressure impactor and blow away the metal mist and dust along our way."
The Flying Tigers began to move forward continuously.
A few seconds later, a group of dark shadows flew out from the front of a metal plate.
In the next second, Zheng Feng and the other first-sequence combat members turned their guns at the same time.
The hole of the particle jet is like a flamethrower, and a huge amount of blue particle stream is expelled in an instant, and it is blasting on the black shadow.
The black shadow ignited flames like stardust.
In the next instant, another black shadow rushed from directly below.
At this time, the weapons of the first-sequence combat members were still being recharged. This time, the particle stream from the right reserve team obliquely sprayed the shadows, but a small number of small individuals that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye fell on everyone.
The gel state energy in the outer layer of the training armor starts to work, strangling all the fish that slip through the net.
Zheng Feng's judgments are all correct.
...
Outside, the Sage Planning Committee, who had regained some vitality, saw everything in its eyes.
Immanuel has started to read Zheng Feng's learning files from beginning to end.
"It's too unreasonable. He has never learned the antique knowledge of Snow Battleship. How does he understand?"
Dong Shan: "But the sage has learned it in the previous timeline."
Immanuel: "So Zheng Feng is now using the knowledge of the sage's previous life? It just corresponds to the wreckage of this antique warship?"
Dong Shan: "High probability event. After all, from the perspective of time science and technology, the technological level of mankind in the 27th century is highly similar to that of the sage when he was most active in the previous timeline."