Chapter 686 Who looks down on whom

As is well known, over 80% of the educational resources in the 7th star are stacked from the entire Liestar 3 galaxy.
At the same time, Liestar 3 galaxy is already the highest level in scientific research and education around the cloud top star domain, and the strongest in comprehensive strength among the countless hidden human bases.
Therefore, the internal elimination competition in the First Vanguard Academy is, in a sense, a selection process for the 7th Star Seed team, and perhaps can also be considered as half of the Seed Selection Competition in the Cloud Summit Star Domain.
The Flying Tigers have more than 800 junior classes, with a total of more than 25,000 students.
Most of these classes focus on participation, and adhere to the principle of "friendship first, competition second." The purpose of participating in this competition is to experience warfare.
Under normal circumstances, humans do not need excellent talents from other professional fields to serve as part-time soldiers.
Firstly, this is a waste of talent. Secondly, professional soldiers, especially combat positions, have extremely high demands for personnel quality. Ordinary people are not competent.
Those former "oddballs" in Zheng Feng's Flying Tigers team, in fact, stand out just as much among ordinary people.
The young Flying Tigers may have been eliminated from their original class, fallen to the dust, simply because their competition was too strong.
Anyway, there are a total of two hundred battle sequences classes that pose a direct threat to the Flying Tiger team.
Ding Hu paced back and forth in the office of the teaching and research group, looking a little restless. The friction between his shoes and the floor seemed to be sparking.
From time to time, he turned his head to look at the projection on the office wall, and scratched his head from time to time.
It's really not his fault that he can't be patient, he just cares too much and gets anxious.
Ding Hu knows how much effort the Flying Tiger team has put in these three days, and they have also gained a lot, but he just can't control the uneasiness in his heart, like an old father in ancient times who is about to marry off his daughter.
"Director Ding, stop pacing back and forth like this. Your anxiety won't change the outcome."
Another female teacher in the office said with a smile.
Ding Hu sat down awkwardly, "I know, but I can't control myself. I'm sorry."
"Captain Ding, you are in charge of the entire armored combat training department. You are being unfair in your treatment of them."
"That's right, Captain Ding. Our class is also participating in the competition, but no one is as excited as you. This army-wide competition is not the first, and the assessment covers a wide range of content. Basically, the result is already predetermined before the competition even begins."
“所以还是冷静些，都来看看主脑给出的模拟结果吧，基本八九不离十。”
办公室里众人你一言我一语，虽然没多少挤兑丁虎的意思，但虎哥还是略感羞愧。
As a spiritual young man from a distant primitive galaxy - the solar system, I accidentally behaved a bit like a country bumpkin.
But he quickly adjusted back to his state, attributing his impatience to being led into a ditch by Zheng Feng, and the imprint of fate shook him.
收拾心情，丁虎也全神贯注的看着办公室墙面上的投影。
此时正有无数个代表不同队伍的编码正在同步模拟运算中交替变幻。
Before each Empire-wide competition, the main brain of Fancystar will conduct a rehearsal for all participating teams based on the massive data collected in advance.
This can provide various level commanders who will observe the competition process and prepare to select new recruits with a reference in advance. They can decide their needs early based on their own army composition, rank, and key manpower gaps, and then focus on observing in accordance with the simulated results provided by Fancystar to understand whether the talented newcomers can form a good chemical reaction with their existing soldiers.
It can be roughly understood that the elite forces in the military can focus on the elite classes or talented young boys and girls who are rated high by the Fuzing Star early on. The ordinary special forces know that they cannot compete with the elite forces, so they target those who are one level lower but also outstanding and worthy of cultivation.
Even in the intermediate classes of primary school, some military organizations will have early contact with schools, implementing distance intervention teaching programs, and cultivating specific abilities in certain aspects for the little ones in advance.
After about thirty seconds, the list on the projection screen stopped changing, indicating the end of the simulation of the stars.
The teachers began to enthusiastically comment on the list.
If you find that the class for which you are responsible as head teacher is among the top, naturally you will feel proud.
After watching for a moment, Ding Hu felt relieved.
Although the Flying Tigers team did not make it into the top ten, they barely hung on to the tail of the 20 qualifying places in the primary stage of the First Vanguard Academy.
Well, ranked 19th.
Tiger's face showed a benevolent smile.
Steady.
"Wow! Flying Tiger Team!"
A sudden cry came from the crowd.
"Flying Tiger Team is the class of Zheng Feng, the nail household, right? This is too exaggerated. How can they get into the top 19?"
“Certainly something must have been miscalculated somewhere? Is there a problem with the input parameters?”
“Let me take a look.”
“No problem, strange.”
There was a continuous sound of surprise in the office again.
Ding Hu is not feeling good about the thief.
But he didn't say anything, after all, Zheng Feng's training condition seems to be highly confidential, and others are not qualified to access it.
These people also think that the new version of the teaching materials created by Ding Hu is his own credit, and they are not very clear about Zheng Feng's great effort in it.
Tiger brother, although feeling displeased at this moment, can only hum silently in his heart.
Disgusting! A group of short-sighted people with dog-like eyes looking down on others.
At this moment, the oldest man in the crowd stood up in the corner.
The old man sidled up to Ding Hu like a thief, and gently nudged him with his elbow. "Don't pay attention to their nonsense. They don't know anything."
Ding Hu looked at the old man in amazement, "Um, you're right. Thank you, sir."
This old senior just transferred to the armored teaching department last year, and didn't take over any specific class. He usually just wanders around in the office, surfs the internet, and occasionally helps other middle-aged and young instructors deal with some difficult problems.
It is said that the old man is a second-generation member of the Nameless Fleet. When he was young, he was a very fierce warrior. Now that he has retired from the army, he has joined the First Vanguard Academy to take on teaching work and contribute his remaining energy.
Previously, the old man was in a very mysterious department and only transferred to the regular teaching department last year.
As for Brother Hu, he didn't know. The old man was one of the members of the preceptor plan working group in the college, which broke Zheng Feng's mindset.
But the old man also made a mistake. He thought that Ding Hu also joined the plan of the sages' reincarnation. At this moment, seeing others look down on the sages reincarnated, he thought that he and Ding Hu could have some common ground, so he came up and said a few more words.
Fortunately, the old man had received very professional confidential training and did not reveal the important secrets of the sage plan in front of Ding Hu.
"Captain Ding, how do you see Zheng Feng's Flying Tiger team ranking so high?"
The female teacher who had just been talking stretched her neck and laughed loudly at Ding Hu who was standing in the back of the crowd.
Ding Hu rolled his eyes, "What Flying Tigers Squadron of Zheng Feng, it's my Flying Tigers Squadron! Give me some face, whether it succeeds or not, since the mastermind has evaluated it like this, let's believe it for now, cough cough."
The crowd burst into laughter, sharing an unspoken understanding.
Just as they were chatting, the projection screen finally switched to a new image.
Forty teams, including the Flying Tiger Team, have been deployed into the first round of the competition using physical simulation equipment.
This grouping pattern is very scientific, not purely random, but based on different strength ratings, preliminary screening is conducted.
In this vast battlefield, 40 teams will be eliminated, leaving 36, and the remaining 4 will enter the next round.
"Huh! This is going to be fun. This chicken-eating mode is the ultimate test of the special forces team's overall strength!"
Someone in the front of the crowd said so.
Ding Hu frowned.
Oh no! Zheng Feng didn't train the Flying Tiger Team to pick up trash and assemble equipment in the chicken-eating mode.