High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

"Our Xiaolongs and Night Falcons, even the modified versions, are still half a generation behind theirs.

Our air defenses are very passive."

Han Feng nodded upon hearing this.

Wherever you have people, you’ll have politics, and the apocalypse was no exception.

Although everyone faced the threat of a high-dimensional invasion, that didn’t stop the major Fortress Cities from fighting, both openly and covertly, for resources and territory.

"I understand."

Han Feng said, "I’ll do everything I can to move this forward.

But General, as you’ve seen, I’m short on people and equipment right now.

With just Lin Xue and the others, we’d be swamped even if I could clone myself."

"You need people, you’ll get people! You need money, you’ll get money!"

Li Tiecheng declared with a grand wave of his hand, then turned to Chen Beixuan.

"Old Chen, he’s a student from your academy. Shouldn’t you, the Vice Dean, pitch in?"

Chen Beixuan laughed. "You damn Li Dapao, you’re always so generous with other people’s money.

Alright, Han Feng, just make a list of the talent you need and give it to me.

Instructors from the academy, even the old-timers from the research institute—if you think they’re worthy, I’ll handle getting them on board."

"Thank you, Vice Dean." Han Feng didn’t stand on ceremony.

’This is a golden opportunity to expand my team.’

The three of them discussed a few more details before Li Tiecheng rushed off.

He had to get back to redeploy his air defense forces to buy time for mass production.

Before leaving, he made a point to walk over to the group of pilots, pointed at Han Feng, and said:

"Listen up!

Here, Advisor Han’s word is a military order!

If he tells you to go east, you don’t go west! If he tells you to do some Bloodletting, you do it!

Anyone who dares to act up, I’ll have their hide!"

The group of unruly ace pilots all snapped to attention, saluted, and roared in a heaven-shaking chorus, "Sir!"

After seeing the two big shots off, the atmosphere in the hangar relaxed considerably.

Wang Rui had recovered by now and was surrounded by a group of pilots.

He was holding the bottle of High Tier Glucose, his face still flushed with excitement, talking a mile a minute.

"I’m telling you, it was incredible! It was like... like I *became* the plane!"

"I could even feel the tickle of the airflow over the wings!

Whatever maneuver I wanted to do, I just had to think it, and WHOOSH, the plane did it. I didn’t even need to use my hands!"

The surrounding pilots were green with envy.

Especially the two guys Han Feng had called into the Quiet Chamber earlier, who had missed their chance because they hesitated. They were kicking themselves.

’If they had just been a little braver, they’d be the ones up there having the time of their lives right now!’

Han Feng walked over.

"Alright, stop showing off."

Everyone immediately fell silent and looked over in unison, their eyes full of eagerness.

Han Feng glanced at Wang Rui and said,

"Good performance. Bold, yet meticulous.

But don’t get cocky. This is just the beginning.

When you get back, keep nurturing the helmet according to the Technique I gave you.

When you can sense the helmet’s location from ten meters away, then you’ll have truly gotten the hang of it."

"Yes, Instructor!" Wang Rui puffed out his chest, his voice resonant.

Just then, Zhao Tianlan hesitantly shuffled forward.

The once-arrogant ace captain now had a look of utter shame on his face.

He walked up to Han Feng, bowed his head, and said,

"Instructor Han, I’m sorry.

I was shortsighted before, and I doubted your technology.

I..."

"That’s enough."

Han Feng waved a hand, cutting off his apology.

"No harm, no foul.

You’re soldiers. It’s a good thing to be wary of unknown technology.

I want soldiers who can fight, not yes-men who just nod their heads."

Zhao Tianlan’s head snapped up, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Instructor! Um... what about us..."

He gestured to the squad members behind him. The meaning was obvious. ’We want to fly, too!’

"You want to fly?

" Han Feng smiled. "Then wait.

There’s only one helmet right now.

The second one is still on the production line. It’ll be another couple of days."

"For the next two days, you don’t need to do that nausea-inducing simulation training.

All of you, go back, get yourselves in top condition, and build up your Qi Blood.

Once the next helmet is ready, I’ll pick someone else for the Blood Refining."

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing they still had a chance, the group was ecstatic.

After sending the pilots on their way, Han Feng turned and went back to the work area.

Lin Xue, Zhao Yu, and Wei Chen were gathered around the X-02, scanning it with diagnostic tools as if they were examining a priceless treasure.

"Boss, the data is perfect!"

Lin Xue saw Han Feng approaching and excitedly waved the tablet in her hand.

"After those extreme flight maneuvers, there’s almost zero residual stress on the airframe!

The Energy feedback to the Rune Array is also stable, with no signs of overload."

"This proves we’re on the right track."

Wei Chen pushed up his glasses, his expression just as zealous. "This model, combining Neural Resonance with Blood Refining guidance, can indeed bypass the Spiritual Power threshold."

Han Feng nodded and gave a few brief instructions:

"You guys keep an eye on the production line.

Pay close attention to the helmet’s Sacrificial Refining process. It must be strictly supervised—that’s the most crucial part.

Come find me if you run into any problems you can’t solve."

After speaking, he checked the time.

’It’s about time I went back and continued opening the remaining two Dao Veins.’

’At my current rate, I just need two more high-intensity Sword Flight sessions.’

’Then I can fully step into the Tenth-Layer Great Perfection of the Meridian Passage Realm. After that, I can start preparing to break through to the Enlightenment Realm.’

Just as he was about to leave, his personal terminal suddenly vibrated.

It was a short message from Li Tiecheng.

[That pile of junk you wanted has been delivered. It’s all stacked up in Warehouse No. 7. Get someone to move it soon, it’s taking up space.]