Counterfeit Hero

The transport ship landed at the military airport in Cato City. The hatch opened and Tian Xingjian jumped out. He was the only passenger. This transport ship is responsible for material supplies and carries some mecha parts, weapons and ammunition. Tian Xingjian's mecha and luggage are also on this transport ship.

There are hundreds of ships of various types floating over the airport, most of them are transport ships, and there are also some fighter planes responsible for air surveillance. There is a space ship maintenance dock in the distance. The dock has four berths and is erected with densely packed I-beam steel frames. Four huge warships being repaired are quietly suspended among the berths. Thousands of staff are like ants. , are stepping up their efforts to repair these ships that shine with black metal.

The transport vehicles on the ground and the mechas responsible for loading shuttled back and forth, transporting the mountains of materials from the transport ships with their mouths open. These materials will be distributed to the front line or other areas in urgent need through the federal's large and effective logistics department. Unit of material.

Whistles sounded one after another, and hundreds of signal soldiers wearing white signal uniforms were waving red and green triangular flags in their hands to direct the raising and lowering of ships and the passage of transport vehicles.

This grand scene shocked Tian Xingjian. When a country with three star fields is fully mobilized, the power it unleashes is huge. This power does not disappear just because it is dormant in peacetime. When it is threatened, this power will be as uncontrollable and unstoppable as a volcanic eruption. Even if there is a more powerful force to contend with it, the final result will be that both jade and stone will perish.

This power is the power of every citizen of the Federation. Maybe one person is just a tiny speck of dust in this vast universe, but when thousands of people gather together and strive for the same goal, this kind of power The power becomes immeasurable, and time will allow these people whose lives are like a flash in the pan in the long river of time to accumulate their dedicated enthusiasm. This accumulation has made human civilization possible and conquered the vast universe.

And I also exist in it. This existence will eventually be forgotten by people, but it is a wave that will never disappear in the sea of ​​human civilization. Is fear useful when death does come?

Since it cannot be avoided, then facing the magnificent life may be the most correct choice.

Tian Xingjian didn't know how many people would have the same or similar thoughts when facing war and life and death, and what choices they would make. However, the reality told him that these people were fighting and throwing themselves into a battle without hesitation. In the Patriotic War, for which one may lose one's life at any time, everyone is his or her own hero.

Perhaps, they are as afraid as themselves, afraid of becoming dust floating in the universe, afraid of becoming the gray sand blown up by the wind on the land. But they still stick to their position, no matter what.

And he has no way out. Doesn't the Federation, the country that gave birth to and raise him, have something worthy of defending?

What is this thing? Is it the look back and smile of the beautiful girl I have always had a crush on in my memory, or the rusty swing that I fell off and cried in my childhood, or the poor mother of the young soldier who died in pain on TV...

Enough of escaping. Twenty-one escapes that lasted for half a year. I no longer want to taste the feeling of despair. Forgetting the choice of life and death is an unsolvable proposition. Destiny will give the answer in the end. Before that, what I should do is to truly integrate into this great era.

Three hours later, Fatty drove his tattered mecha named "Logic" to the headquarters of the 16th Aviation Marine Division.

This is a military base located southwest of Cato City. There are anti-detection jammers all around the outside of the base. If aerial satellites take pictures of this place, they will only get dark photos.

Tian Xingjian handed his electronic soldier ID card to the guard standing guard outside the gate, and a minute later, he was allowed to enter the base.

Passing through several rows of guard barracks filled with various standard mechas, this mecha that seemed to be about to fall apart at any time attracted the attention of everyone along the way. Many female soldiers looked at this thing and covered their mouths and laughed in surprise.

The fat man kept his expression straight and deliberately made the mecha move forward with difficulty, as if it could not move its legs. When he saw the beautiful female soldier, he jumped down and pretended to ask for directions with a smile on his face.

There was still at most a hundred meters away from the division's direct reconnaissance camp. Fatty suddenly saw a beautiful female soldier with a graceful figure on the side of the road. He approached her with a playful smile and continued his trick of asking for directions and striking up a conversation. But this beauty was not as friendly as the others I met earlier, with a cold face and a look of indifference.

The fat man thought to himself, "Okay, why don't you just ignore them? I'm going to spend a lot of time with you today."

This guy has a rogue temperament, a model of vile, despicable and shameless character. What she likes to do most all day long is to look for trouble. She is thick-skinned and never tires of trouble. Except for violent girls like Milan, there is no fat woman in the world who can get away without taking advantage.

In addition, Fatty hates guys who treat people with disdain and think they are superior to others. In his eyes, no matter who it is, anyone who pretends to be fake will be defeated.

The indifferent female soldier was dragged by this guy to get to the bottom of things until she couldn't escape. Gritting her teeth, she drew a map in detail and explained it for a long time. She looked up and saw the annoying fat man in front of her, who looked like he finally understood. Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, he heard the fat man ask again: "I still don't understand, how to get there? Is this a map you drew?"

Several soldiers watching on the side burst into laughter, laughing and cursing in their hearts that this fat man was really not a human being.

Seeing that the female soldier was so angry, the fat man poured a basin of cold water on her and said, "Second lieutenant, remember to salute your superior when you see her in the future. Forget it this time, I won't pursue it."

After saying that, he turned around, jumped on the tattered mecha, and walked away. A black smoke, like that of an antique diesel engine, spurted out from the tail of the mecha. It was black and thick, lingering in a cloud.

This female soldier named Alice was originally spoiled and defiant since she was a child. Have you ever seen such a shameless fat man being teased and bullied like this? But my position was lower than that of the other party, so I couldn't hit or scold him. I felt a sense of grievance in my nose. I almost couldn't help crying. I felt angry and hateful in my heart: "Damn fat man, you and I are at odds with each other!".

The news that the fat man had angered Alice, the third most arrogant beauty in the division, quickly spread throughout the camp before he reached his company. Everyone was speculating about the origin of this fat man. Some soldiers who had been ridiculed by Alice in person or who disliked her were gloating about her misfortune, while Alice's fans were filled with indignation and vowed to make this fat man who humiliated their goddess look good. .

Arriving at the reconnaissance battalion headquarters, the fat man jumped out of the mecha and was told by the guards that battalion commander Nadal was holding a wartime intelligence briefing meeting.

After waiting for a short while, the meeting ended. Nadal, who was tall and thin, walked out with a frown on his face. He was ready to see what kind of character this lieutenant company deputy who was forced to come over from the frontline headquarters was like.

"Tian Xingjian, deputy commander of the 1st Company of the Reconnaissance Battalion of the 16th Armored Division of the Federal Aviation Marine Corps, has been ordered to report here. Please give me instructions." Fatty's military etiquette standards are strong.

"Damn, a fat man came to work as a scout, and he is still a fat man who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Nadal, who had already learned some information from his friends at the frontline headquarters, tried hard to control his disdain for the fat man in front of him.

"At ease, Lieutenant. Please follow me." Nadal turned around and took the fat man into the office.

"Please sit down, Lieutenant, there is a chair over there." Nadal pointed with his finger.

"Thank you, sir." The fat man still had a standard military posture. When he sat down, his back was straight, his hands were placed on his knees, and he didn't look away.

Nadal walked around the desk and sat on his chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, and asked to himself: "I heard you Were you a mechanical maintenance soldier before?"

"Yes, sir." The fat man felt a little guilty, and his sharp sixth sense, which had been strengthened through training, showed that the tone of his immediate superior did not seem so friendly.

"I heard that you have been in the special training team? The first special training was to be a scout?" Nadal squinted through the smoke and looked at the fat man with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Yes, sir." The fat man cursed secretly in his mind: "***, it's clearly written in my file, but this guy has to be so weird that he hears and hears from the left."

Nadal smiled slightly and asked calmly: "Since I have received special training and my results seem to be pretty good, why did I become a mechanical maintenance soldier again?"

"**, I can't tell you that I'm afraid of death and don't want to join the reconnaissance company?" The fat man complained in his heart, but he didn't pause: "It's completely a personal interest, sir."

"Interest?" Nadal put out the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and shouted angrily: "Lieutenant, war does not take into account everyone's interests. If everyone made choices based on their own interests, I would be a fucking carpenter now. "

"It finally broke out." Fatty wailed in his heart. He jumped up from his chair as if he was electrocuted, raised his head, stood at attention, and said loudly:

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir."

The emotional Nadal jumped up and shouted: "I don't know why the frontline command sent a fat man like you to me. I only know that those inexplicable credits in your file are bullshit, except for being able to sandwich Apart from your superior tail escaping skills, I don't think you are qualified to lead a company here because of your fat body! Fatty, I don't care what you have done before, or whether you are still proud to play in the special training team The results achieved by those children's games, but I want to tell you, I don't have anyone who has gained weight here. Remember, I will only say it once. Remember the full name of this battalion, not bullshit Reconnaissance Battalion, but the 3rd Air Marine Corps. The 16th Armored Division is directly under the Special Reconnaissance Battalion.”

"The only special reconnaissance battalion in the entire Federation! Remember? Get out!"

The fat man ran away

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