Chen Feng was wearing a tight black suit, revealing a strong and robust body, appearing unchanged from his past self in both limbs and appearance.
But in reality, he had undergone a complete limb replacement.
However, in the final choice of modification plans, consideration was given to the adaptability of some soldiers, splitting the modification into two parts, with one part serving as external equipment while the other retained vital functions and devices beneath an exterior similar to the original physique — aside from the skin being smoother and the body stronger, the modified individual didn’t appear greatly different.
But this was no longer a body of flesh and blood.
No more heartbeat, no blood circulation, and no internal organs of old; they were replaced by numerous technological components, aside from the most primal strength and various related weaponry, countless different functions were added.
These functions were not completely driven by programs; in fact, they still depended on human consciousness.
This was perhaps the only aspect allowing the modified individuals to feel they hadn’t completely turned into robots.
— They could swiftly control every part of their bodies with their will, rather than merely pressing a button in their brains.
This type of modification had also been publicized throughout the entire army, and while some might still be unwilling, given the backdrop of war, most soldiers harbored a certain desire for such power.
Thus, when they saw Chen Feng descending from sky, their eyes were filled with a certain fiery emotion.
But what ignited their spirits even more were Chen Feng’s next words.
"Everyone, the time to set out has arrived!" Chen Feng did not use a microphone, yet his voice resonated clearly in the air, "We are about to head to the front lines. I know you are afraid, as am I, but we have no retreat, and this war, behind us, is not just our nation and people but the entirety of human civilization, the entire human world that we know, rely upon, and live in! So, march forward with your heads held high, the Cosmic Battleship belonging to us, belonging to humanity, awaits your boarding ahead!"
Chen Feng’s speech wasn’t fast or particularly fervent, but such concise and powerful words completely roused the warriors’ hearts.
After all, since the day they learned of the alien invaders, they had always been waiting for this moment!
With no other choice, move forward with heads held high!
And Chen Feng’s final words further ignited the soldiers’ anticipation.
The Cosmic Battleship has arrived? What will it be like? Is it strong?
This war, for the entire world and for each soldier, is full of mystical feeling; simply having all sorts of incredible experiences makes one feel no regrets in this lifetime.
With the dispatch order, all soldiers immediately sprang into action.
Yu Wenhua stood among the crowd, directing his subordinates to rest in formation, and he keenly noticed many drones in the air, instantly realizing what was happening.
"Everyone, remain standing! Stand tall with your chests out; people all over the world are watching you!"
Including himself, at this moment, he too straightened his back, not even slightly bending despite the heavy burden on his shoulders.
His awareness was correct.
At this moment, the entire world was flooded with one message.
— The entire army departs!
The news came so suddenly that most people didn’t react immediately, but when they saw the images of large groups of warriors bearing huge marching packs, orderly marching out of the military base, they realized what it was!
In a short period, society buzzed with noise.
"We’re heading out already?"
"My spouse is part of them!"
"Cosmic Battleship? Has the one supported by Star Sea Company arrived?"
"Make sure to come back alive!"
"Go take out those damn aliens! Capture them for a wild dance!"
"Rest assured, comrades, we will surely secure the rear! Accelerate the fortress construction, keep the mountains and rivers intact! Keep the world at peace!"
"The human coalition will surely win! Humanity will prevail!"
Although it came suddenly, the whole world knew this day would eventually arrive, thanks to over a month’s prior publicity!
On the internet, various encouragements surged in a short time, never had people worldwide been as united as now, their hearts seemingly accompanying the departing soldiers, towards the mysterious vast boundless cosmos, towards the perilous and bizarre interstellar war.
Families with members enlisted and also about to depart, despite any reluctance or worry, at this moment could only offer prayers and blessings. Perhaps the only difference is they could finally cry aloud at home without worrying about affecting the departing soldiers.
And in the TV narration, came resonant words of blessings.
"Hair bristling with anger, leaning on the railing, the drizzle ceases. Lifting the gaze, howling at the sky, heroic and fierce. This line of a nine-hundred-year-old war song is sent today to all warriors about to embark; may your blades sweep all before you! Invulnerable in battle! Triumph and return victorious..."