I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 441: Falling down 1 me, there are still 100,000 me

Chapter 443 I have fallen down, and there are thousands of me [5100 words for a monthly ticket]

The ninety tertiary fleets whose main task is to delay time and spy on information have suffered no casualties in these seven months, and the number of casualties exceeds two trillion.

The second-tier fleet experienced initial chaos in the head-on confrontation with 10,000 prismatic warships. The prismatic warships used particle bombs, black hole bombs, beam shocks, blade beetle swarm shocks, and grid links. With a deeper understanding of the axe, he has stabilized his position, and can take advantage of quantitative advantages and complex and changeable tactics to deal with the enemy, and gradually gain the upper hand.

Although still unable to destroy the enemy ship, the second-tier fleet has also collected a large amount of information.

Barnard's Starfleet has an overwhelming upper hand, and the situation looks good both in formation and in the trend of the battle.

Although Barnard's fleet still suffers from battle, this level of loss can be tolerated in the face of an incomparably large troop input.

The prismatic warships still have the advantage of maneuvering, but the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great.

Once the prismatic ship enters the battlefield, no matter how it maneuvers and changes positions, there will always be human battleships in the vicinity that will quickly form a formation and mobilize a huge amount of energy to forcibly suppress it.

Although human beings are far less skilled at using energy than compound eyes, they can win by quantity.

To give an analogy to the situation of the two sides, the two sides are like a duel between two people. The fighter representing the compound eye holds a three-foot sword with blood on his throat, while the fighter representing the human has only a rotten wooden stick.

It seems that human fighters are almost certain to die, but the rotten stick is three feet long and weighs half a ton.

If this stick goes down, the sword fighter will of course be smashed and turned on his back.

The tried-and-true strategy of the compound-eye prismatic first using grid links to divide the battlefield, and then dividing it up, failed.

Because no matter how the prismatic ships divide the battlefield, each prismatic ship is in a state of being surrounded by groups.

The ship-borne stellar guns, black hole bomb arrays, antimatter bomb arrays, space tearing-level high-energy blasting, warp impact neutron bombs that integrate human understanding of curvature warp space, and performance comparable to the original blade beetle. Physical poison bombs, space collapse cannons, fighter airborne phase string flow guns, austenitic guns and austenitic guns, quasi-unity force cutting projectiles, ultra-high-energy dissolving liquid that devours secondary life...

The weapons that can be used by humans have finally been used.

However, it failed to achieve the desired effect, and it couldn't even shake the direction of the enemy ship.

In the past seven months, the Barnard Star Fleet has lost about one million space-class warships, more than 30 million Orion-armed warships, and countless other small and medium-sized ships and fighters.

The number of compound-eye prismatic ships has never decreased.

Even though sometimes human weapons can successfully break through the outer shield of the prismatic ship, there is nothing to do with the inner shell of the battleship.

The scientific workers behind the front line have done their best, but even the power of human weapons is only a line, and after this line is crossed, it is a smooth river, or the gap is still infinite.

The commanders on the battlefield have also exhausted all their wisdom, tried countless methods, formed different combination attacks with different native weapons and special weapons, and tried to find hope in front of the impossible wall of sighs. the combined variable.

However, everything is useless.

It seems that the Barnard Star Fleet "trapped" this prismatic fleet, but in a sense, it was the main battle force of humans that was dragged on the spot by the opponent.

At this time, the ninety original third-tier fleets were almost completely destroyed, but the intensity of the war in the 100 major theaters did not weaken in the slightest.

Increasing numbers of reserves are being released into the battlefield.

The young and middle-aged people among the aborigines of the planetary systems in the various war zones, and even the old people, have joined the army on the spot to go to the battlefield one after another.

As for the children in the war zone galaxy and the elderly who can't cope with the intensity of battlefield operations, they have successively boarded the escape ships and retreated to the rear of the outer circle.

Sixty-four development sectors have also completed wartime deployment. In addition to dispatching backup soldiers to reorganize the third-tier fleet, more and more frozen embryos, as well as educational, psychology, construction and other fields will be sent Experts and scholars in the field of colonization sent escape fireboats to try to send more people out of the Orion Arm.

The supplementary plan for artificial training of reserve soldiers has also been strictly implemented.

The human population began to multiply rapidly.

More spare Dyson membrane seeds are being dropped into more and more idle planetary systems in an attempt to harness the power of more stars.

Also, full-scale deployment of spare modular planetary building units, these are temporary habitats established to complete the rapid reproduction program.

In fact, it's extremely unfair to have these children born at this very moment.

But there is no way out.

There is no way out for humanity.

Either win the war, or try to hold the enemy in Orion's arms for as long as possible, at least to give those who escaped a little more life.

Maybe a large part of these children can't wait to grow up, but if the base is large enough, even if compound-eyed people sweep over galaxy by galaxy, there will always be people who will reach adulthood successfully.

Then a generation has fallen, and there is a next generation.

The leadership of the Morrowind Empire had already made up this cruel and hopeful century-long struggle plan when they discovered that their compatriots in the neighboring galaxy were being slaughtered without resistance.

The survivors of the Morrowind Empire have only one thought. Even if they lose the battle, they will drag the enemy into Orion's arms for hundreds of years.

There is no need for Chen Feng to teach them a lesson, this generation's salvation will have a new concept.

Our sacrifice is not just for the victory of the next timeline, but also for the victory of our generation.

As long as the escaped Earthlings can quietly establish even a thriving colony in a place where the compound-eyed cannot find it, and as long as human beings can still exist in the universe, we will have the final victory.

When Chen Feng first observed the Morrowind Empire star map, he found some information flow threads outside the map.

These silk threads represent the so-called scientific research and exploration spacecraft that have gone beyond the territory of 5,000 light-years. They not only shoulder the mission of exploration, but also shoulder the mission of taking away the seeds of civilization.

The exploration ship is organized by a hundred people. In addition to the most experienced and reliable navigators, pilots and mechanics, it is also equipped with engineers in various fields that are enough to establish a complete colony, and they are equipped with independent operation. The daughter of the stars of quantum intelligence.

Each spacecraft also carried as few as 100,000 to hundreds of thousands of frozen embryos.

With the extreme speed of these spacecraft 20 times the speed of light, it will take at least hundreds of years and at least three generations of efforts to fly to the Persian Arm and the Centaur Arm.

The members of these small spaceships will spend their entire lives in this small space. The journey is of course long and the journey is of course difficult, but as long as they can survive, it is a success.

But in front of the spaceship represented by the extraterritorial silk thread that Chen Feng saw, there were more long-distance spaceships that set off earlier and flew slightly slower.

They had already actively cut off contact with Orion's arm.

There are also some 20-times light-speed hypercurve spacecraft that basically set off at the same time, and also cut off the connection with the Orion arm, quietly snorkeling, and never return.

Some are the bait, some are the true seed.

Everyone has a different mission.

The entire huge escape plan designed by the Escape Research Institute is both probabilistic and full of wisdom.

In the eighth timeline, human beings just want to leave the solar system to go to Proxima Centauri, and countless Endeavours have fallen into various uncontrollable cosmic natural disasters encountered along the way.

This time humans are leaving the Orion Arm.

The crises lurking in the different galactic cantilevers are more than one can imagine.

The radio storms released by the huge black hole in the galactic heart accidentally sucking in the stars, the space rupture enough to destroy the curvature warp caused by the twisted gravity, the huge river of dark energy that seems to be empty but actually moves the stellar tomb...

In addition to these natural disasters, the previous escape ships continued to send back information before they were destroyed.

The ball-shaped warship that the sage Chen Feng once said, which has never appeared, first appeared on the periphery of the Orion Arm, wandering between the Orion Arm and the Persian Arm, chasing and killing escape ships everywhere.

Not only that, five days after the demise of the Proxima Centauri, the hundreds of prismatic battleships that destroyed Proxima Centauri also scattered outside the territory of the Morrowind Empire, blocking the way for humans to go to the Persian Arm and the Centaur Arm.

The route that humans use the hypercurve motion to advance seems to be completely under the control of the compound eye prism.

Even the lurking fleets that are not in contact with the Orion Arm are still found one by one.

But no one felt hopeless, it was to be expected, and from the beginning, no one imagined leaving easily.

The scattered escape fleet made a quick decision to change movement patterns, retreating from hypercurvature at twenty times the speed of light to conventional push at infinitely close to the speed of light.

Without the protection of the warp, the threat index of natural disasters in the universe to the escape ship has increased again.

The time it takes for humans to reach the next cantilever has become thousands of years.

But countless escape ships are still on their way.

No one knows how many survivors who rush out will survive.

But that doesn't matter.

There will be no eggs under the nest.

Born in the Milky Way, who can survive?

When Chen Feng checked the battle report, the second batch of reorganized Tier 3 fleets had just entered the battlefield less than 15 days ago. They had taken over the responsibility of the theater's own reserve forces, and had once again dragged the edges of the war zone's galaxies, planets and space stations. fleet.

Since then, the war has entered its second phase.

The Morrowind Empire has named this phase "Stuck".

Humans do not recognize this as defeat.

As long as one of the thirty-five trillion people in Orion's arms is still breathing, it's not a defeat.

Millions of years ago, the mysteries that ruled the galaxy perished in the hands of the compound-eye civilization that had not yet mastered the technology of prismatic ships. The war lasted for thousands of years.

The ideal result of this war calculated by Fanxing is that humans can last for about a hundred years.

It seems that humans are much weaker than the Mysteries, but this is not absolute, there are deeper reasons.

It took only a thousand years for human beings to develop from a level 0.7 civilization in the 21st century to a technological level that can theoretically reach a level three civilization.

Fast is a human advantage, but also a disadvantage.

The development time left for Earthlings is too short.

The strength of a civilization lies not only in the level of technology, but also in the size of its territory.

Even if human beings still only have the current level of technology, if human footprints are all over the galaxy, and the strategic depth is the territory of the entire galaxy with a diameter of 100,000 light-years, then the relationship between victory and defeat is really unknown.

In the past seven months, human beings have shown much stronger war potential and tenacious fighting spirit than the Mi clan.

Billions of years later, when civilizations in other galaxies see this war through electro-optical messages, they will be amazed at the determination and talent of human beings.

Humans have used all resources to the fullest and all existing scientific research capabilities to the fullest.

The idea of ​​war command is not limited to the battlefield, and the form of the entire civilization also quickly enters the war mode.

Evidently, every Earthling is an individual with a separate mind and infinite creative possibilities, but in this war, they have reached an incredible unity of belief.

It is clear that survival is the highest belief of all intelligent life, but there are always trillions of individuals on earth who go to the battlefield one after another.

Although there are several intelligent races within Orion's arm that are more ideologically unified than humans.

But the reason for those racial unity thoughts is either the proliferation and division of all individuals from the same mother, or the genetic repression of the lower individuals by the absolute centralized higher individuals, or the direct eating of the compound-eyed clones. Get rid of those who disagree.

Like humans, a civilized race that is both perfectly independent and incomparably united is simply incredible and does not conform to the basic laws of the universe.

There is no need to say much about the brain potential and thinking talents of Earth people. Everyone is different, but they don't think about themselves at all.

You haven't been forced to control your mind, and you can't beat it anyway. Shouldn't you run away in despair?

It is emotion that prompts people on earth to go against the nature of individual creatures without hesitation and make choices that meet the needs of the group!

Emotions that transcend individual survival beliefs are the core reliance on which human beings can use the power of the whole family to create miracles in the universe.

The reason for this is that intelligent beings who cannot control emotions at the level of human beings may never understand.

The cosmic selfish people who take survival as their creed will never understand why some people are willing to risk their lives for the well-being of their offspring; why some people carry a bomb in their hands knowing they will die; why a mother's love can make a weak girl lift a car; Why are there people on earth willing to sacrifice everything to fight the disaster that has nothing to do with them after a thousand years...

Although Chen Feng didn't go to the battlefield in person, he had seen the compound-eyed people with his own eyes, and he could guess that the compound-eyed people in the prismatic ships that seemed as stable as Mount Tai might be fighting and trembling with fear.

In the last timeline, the compound-eyed person's contempt for human beings continued until the last moment. Chen Feng drove the colossus of stars with his own power before disappearing completely, and took the initiative to ask his name.

Of course, that was also a trap to seduce Chen Feng and try to capture him.

But this time, the compound-eyed person may have tasted the horror of human beings from the beginning, and is glad that he started early enough.

As soon as Chen Feng thought about himself, he read the last important message and sighed.

That's why he deliberately controlled himself not to follow up on battle reports in real time.

He's afraid he won't be able to control himself.

Even before the war, the human leadership was frantically searching for him.

The Imperial government even created a special agency called Shadow of the Philosophers.

The institutions of the Shadow of the Philosophers are all over the major planetary systems of the Orion Arm, with a total of tens of millions of members, including historians, biologists, philosophers, reasoning experts, and reconnaissance talents.

But Shadow of the Philosophers went the wrong way from the start.

Historians have conducted a rigorous demonstration of the historical data handed down from the salvation of the world, and have come to a definitive conclusion.

Every time Chen Feng comes across time, it must be a direct replacement for a descendant who looks exactly like him, has a very high genetic similarity, and also has the same name.

This has happened eight times in a row.

There is no reason to have an accident on the ninth time.

The result is that since 2980, anyone who looks exactly like Chen Feng in the historical data and has a genetic similarity of more than 99.97% of the underlying genetic information, regardless of their parents' surnames, will all be named Chen Feng and will be listed on their own initiative. On the alternate list, they all chose to join the army without hesitation, and regardless of their talent performance, they all served as a private in the reserve barracks.

There are so many Chen Fengs in Orion's arms now that Chen Fengs must add a numerical code after their names.

The codes start from 1 and are arranged to hundreds of thousands.

If any Chen Feng dies for some reason and someone happens to pass the gene comparison, then the person's code name will be inherited.

All the people named Chen Feng generally know the principle of being replaced, and know that their consciousness will completely disappear and become a non-existent person.

But no one has any grudges. Every Chen Feng looks forward to being replaced by a real sage.

In the 31st century, this idea is actually superstitious and very unscientific.

But people just do it and look forward to it.

It's a pity that people are making fatal mistakes again.

No one expected Chen Feng to use his corpse to revive his soul on Earth this time.

Scholars are too superstitious about the golden rule handed down to save the world, thinking that if all human beings in the solar system are wiped out, it is impossible for Chen Feng to appear on the home planet.

In the shadow of the sage, it became dark under the lamp, and did not return to the long-destroyed solar system.

As the war broke out, the Shadow of the Philosophers had to cease operations.

One after another, Chen Feng rushed to the battlefield.

But until the war entered the second phase, the leadership of the Morrowind Empire did not wait for the expected sage to reveal his identity.

Some people speculated about the plan of the sage, thinking that he might have other arrangements, so he deliberately lurked in the army, intending to collect information first, adapt to the times, and restore his ability.

He is so dazzling that once exposed, he may be decapitated by compound eyes.

He must be fully prepared to turn out and turn the tide.

The sage will always have his own considerations, and he will not accidentally die in a war.

Because he is Chen Feng.

This concept is very popular and quickly recognized.

People who are struggling in despair often secretly guess that Chen Feng may be him.

Anyway, he must be watching us somewhere, fighting alongside me or another comrade.

Such an almost superstitious concept supports the will of many warriors.

After reading the information, Chen Feng snapped off Wei Xing's intelligence system.

Continue to ponder the taste inside~IndoMTL.com~ He's really dying to be a secret observer.

At this moment, an alarm suddenly sounded in the command room.

Chen Feng was taken aback and quickly retrieved the alarm details.

It wasn't that he was found by the Compound Eyes or anyone else, it was an accident on Freds' side.

Freders, who was dismantling quantum intelligence chips five kilometers below the planet, was attacked!

The life monitoring system shows that Fryders' heartbeat has stopped!

Consciousness is dissipating rapidly!

Thirty seconds later, Chen Feng wearing the Galaxy Armor broke through the cover of the armored room and rushed out.

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