It is impossible to break through.

This is the final conclusion drawn by the supercomputer after simulating the comparison of combat power between the two sides.

After repeated calculations, this error is less than 0.1%, and this error is almost equal to none.

Wen Ziqiang's hands trembled slightly. Looking at the simulation results of the large screen stagnating, the scarlet color stimulated his heart and couldn't help but tremble.

"Are we losing our efforts after all?" Wen Ziqiang lost all his strength, and his eyes were staring at the last anxiety on the front line of the big screen.

In just over twenty seconds, the charge was as if it had been trapped in a quagmire, and it was impossible to make any progress. Instead, as the soldiers on the forefront continued to sacrifice heroically, the front seemed to be pushed back.

At this time, the last four minutes were still more than four minutes away from the successful development of two key technologies.

"Is it finished?"

In a trance, Wen Ziqiang seemed to see the broken future of mountains and rivers. Countless twelve-arm assaulters rushed into the atmosphere, and countless firepower poured into the earth unscrupulously.

The earth was shattered and the dungeons were destroyed one by one.

The war burned every inch of the earth, and all human beings were killed and injured.

And the entire human race may be able to survive, but there is no doubt that the Chinese will inevitably be wiped out by the enemy.

This price is unbearable and unbearable.

Disheartened, depressed.

In just a moment, the changes in the battlefield were almost exactly the same as the simulation situation. The biological mecha front not only did not advance forward, but also continued to retreat.

It's over...

Completely in line with the over-counter estimate.

Wen Ziqiang's mental defense line was almost penetrated at this moment. At the same time, the other people in the combat laboratory were almost as silenced as Wen Ziqiang.

They have overestimated the enemy as much as possible, but they did not expect that just the combination of two technologies would greatly improve the performance of the Twelve-Armed Assaulter.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Especially at this critical moment, making such a mistake is a fatal result.

However, even if it is overestimated, there are not many ways.

After all, my own preparation and hard strength are still too different.

front……

The front line is retreating step by step.

Everyone also got the latest situation through wired network connections in the air.

"Neutral high-precision cellular combat platform?"

"Automatic repair robot?"

"Supercomputer model calculations are expected to be completely defeated in more than two minutes?"

...

The information in the rear was reported,

Deadly silence in the battle line.

In silence, a kind of sadness gradually spreads, fighting silently, and whimpering sounds in the connection.

They are not afraid of death, and they will not join the space mecha force.

Death and sacrifice, for them, they had already prepared for it. On the occasion of the war, 20,000 comrades accompanied him, and now the casualties were reduced by nearly half. If it weren't for the iron discipline, will, and the belief that they would win.

When more than 30% of the casualties are killed or injured, an elite unit should be defeated and collapsed.

At this time, half of the casualties were already in full swing, and the soldiers were still fighting to the death.

Death is just the simplest thing for them, and they will not be sad about it. What really makes them sad is that once they are defeated, all their efforts will be wasted, and the most beautiful blue behind them will turn into ruins.

No one can be spared.

Everything they care about and cannot let go will be destroyed.

No one knows the consequences of the collapse on the whole line better than those of them, who are familiar with space weapons.

"Can't!"

"This is not...yes!"

"This is absolutely...no!"

In silence, Captain Bian Wenjian, who was charging in the state of charge, shouted loudly in the combat channel, and signal relay spores were already densely covered in the front.

The powerful signal relay and amplification capabilities can barely maintain signals on the battlefield of positions even if they are separated from wired connections.

"We absolutely...will not accept failure!"

"no way!"

The voice was shrill, the tone was high, and the anger surged in sadness.

"Our...'s relatives, our...friends, our...motherland, and our nation are all behind us."

"We... cannot fail!"

"We absolutely cannot...cannot fail!"

...

There were no consecutive sounds, and the sound was full of unwillingness. Countless warriors were all in their hearts. They were not willing to give up, and they had long left their deaths aside, but they were worthy of death.

Zhang Xuebin also burst into tears and tried his best to sacrifice several percentage points of reserve material resources to cut off a twelve-arm assaulter again.

From the beginning of the initial battle to the present, he has been very clear about all aspects of the battle process. Although he killed the opponent again, such a difficult battle was so expensive that it was unsustainable, not to mention that his body had reached its limit. At this moment, his skin was almost inflamed, which was the pain caused by the high temperature burning caused by microwaves.

Although the survival device has special pain relief medicines to maintain, it is still very painful. Moreover, at the moment, it is just the beginning. At the same time, the twelve-arm assaulters are still releasing continuously on the space assault ship. The number of enemies is as if locusts cross the border, and the pressure of combat is getting stronger and stronger.

After more than two minutes, the whole line collapsed.

This is definitely not a false statement.

Zhang Xuebin knew very well that this was definitely true, and the rear would not joke about such things. They really couldn't hold on for long, especially with such combat conditions.

Nowadays, he knows the power of supercomputer simulation, but he is unwilling to believe such a result.

Like the captain Bian Wenjian, he was unwilling to believe such a result.

He will die, but what he needs to die must be valuable.

"Count the time, my child should be born." A trace of sweetness flashed through Zhang Xuebin's mind. It was the happiest place in his life.

At the critical moment, the delivery room of the Affiliated Hospital of Xingcheng Biological Research Base.

The delivery room was very nervous.

The obstetrics director rushed over, "How is the patient's condition?"

“Very dangerous.”

Director Chen quickly put on the gloves he handed over, reached out and touched them, and his heart suddenly sank, "You can't give birth naturally, you must have surgery immediately! Quick!"

The bed was quickly transferred, and the operating room was opened immediately. A group of medical staff quickly pushed the bed forward quickly, racing against time.

"Doctor, you must save the child!"

"Must!" Chen Yan said crying.

"Dr. Chen, don't worry, you will be fine, there is no need to make a choice!" Director Chen quickly comforted.

"Well, the child must be kept."

The operation began soon...

At this time, in space, in just a few dozen seconds, the battle had reached a critical turning point.

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