Counterfeit Hero

According to the number on the engine and the abbreviation of the designer's name, Fatty quickly identified this madman who tried to miniaturize the battleship-class engine a hundred years ago.

As soon as he saw the name of this madman on the computer, Tian Xingjian, he was shocked. This name is not only familiar to him, but also to most federal people who have passed grade school history classes.

The recipient of the Casper National Academy of Sciences President's Medal for Humanity's Highest Achievement in Science is also the recipient of the Einstein Prize in Physics. LeRay Federation's most famous scientist in the past three hundred years and a world-class scientific genius.

This is a well-known figure who plays a very important role in the history of the Leray Federation. He can be called a national treasure-level scientist. Then-President Austin once said something at a commendation ceremony in Casper that has been recited to this day.

Austin's original words are: "Mr. Casper is the glory of the LeRay Federation. His wisdom is the most precious wealth of all mankind. The value of his life is far higher than the value of my life because the Federation has been independent for 180 years. Thirty-three presidents. But Mr. Kasper is the only cosmic scientist to win the highest achievement medal and the Einstein Prize in Physics. Let us pay tribute to him."

President Austin’s words are not exaggerated in the slightest.

With his achievements, Casper established his status as the first person in science and technology in the Federation for three hundred years. Not only did he make amazing achievements in scientific research, but more importantly, he trained a large number of students who focused on research and were obsessed with science and were very productive.

Almost all of these people have become giants in the Leray Federation's scientific community. some of. Including Professor Boswell's teacher, the designer of the second generation [Warcraft] mecha, the federal mecha design genius Dr. Hill.

At that time Lelei was still relatively backward in technology and education. Almost by Kaspardi's own efforts. It has been comprehensively improved to a level comparable to that of some major countries.

It took less than thirty years for technology to transform productivity. The economy and national strength of the Leray Federation have jumped to more than one level. From a small country. became a medium-sized country. Especially in the military field, Casper and his students accumulated deep scientific and technological reserves for Leray, which became the backbone of Leray's national defense. Such an achievement cannot be replicated.

It can be said that everyone in every field, every corner of Leray Federation. All benefited by Casper. He influenced LeRae for nearly sixty years. Casper's influence can be felt in many places to this day. The legacy of scientific education he left behind is the most valuable asset of the LeRay Federation.

And this man died ninety years ago at the age of ninety-seven. The scientist who is regarded as more worthy of protection than the president is not his achievements that impress ordinary people the most, but a series of talked-about rumors in his life.

Casper was a scientific giant and a romantic seed. Handsome appearance, healthy body and wise mind. It was perfectly focused on him. Such a man is hard for women to resist. What makes women most excited is that Casper's character is not boring because he is focused on research. On the contrary, his humor was more dazzling than the most famous movie stars of the time.

It was an era when women were crazy about Casper. It was also an era when Casper was crazy about women. The Leray Federation is a country that practices monogamy. In order to marry his five girlfriends at the same time, Casper applied for citizenship from the Jiepen Empire.

The young Casper was already making a name for himself when he applied for citizenship. Such a person's application gave the Jiepen Empire no reason to reject it, and it took less than three days to complete the review and approval of the treatment granted to Casper Jiepen citizens.

Casper held a wedding in Jepen and spent a sweet honeymoon with his five wives for nearly half a year, and then ran back to the Leray Federation with his family.

Even after returning to the Federation, Casper did not apply for re-naturalization as LeRae. For him who focuses on scientific research, doesn't like being elected and never votes, it's enough for him to know that he is a Leray person.

Moreover, all the troubles caused by nationality no longer existed when he won the Einstein Prize in Physics six years after returning to China. So it wasn't until he married his sixth wife at the age of seventy that people realized that this national treasure of the Lere Federation was not of Lere nationality.

Kasper, who was old and could only eat grass, finally became a citizen of Leray again. The six wives he married stayed with him throughout his life. The first wives that Caspar married before his death all passed away one after another, which was a great blow to Casper. After his death, his last wife, a beauty queen who was nearly fifty years younger than him, also died in sadness. .

Casper is a legend. He is also Tian Xingjian’s idol.

Fatty still remembers the scene when he was a child in history class, when the teacher spoke passionately about Casper's great achievements on the podium, while he stared at Casper's anecdotes on the computer and was stunned, and eventually suffered because of it.

"Wow. This old man has six wives!" The little fat man was shocked and surprised at the time and vowed in class: "Idol! From today on, he will be my idol!... I want to marry so many wives too. .”

Then the morally corrupt little fat man was not only pinched hard by his deskmate An Lei, but also was forced to stand in the classroom by the teacher while the whole class was laughing.

Looking at the semi-finished engine in front of him, Tian Xingjian was surprised and happy. Because he knew that Casper would never be a madman who overestimated his abilities. And it's Caspar's legacy that was his research. Apart from anything else, just by looking at the designer's abbreviation on the engine, this engine can fetch a sky-high price at an auction!

Fatty now finally understood why this engine would lie here for a hundred years and become an antique without being cleared. Not only because this warehouse is a fully enclosed automatic warehouse, but also because this engine is inconspicuous. It is actually because the bronze statue of Caspar was placed in the center of the campus.

No one at the First Military Academy dared to touch Casper's things.

Looking through the records in the computer. Tian Xingjian seemed to have returned to the era of Casper. This warehouse was originally a dedicated warehouse for Casper Laboratory a hundred years ago. The entire Sixth Complex is home to the Leray Federal Government and the First Military Academy. Built specifically for Casper.

There was no hesitation. The fat man dismantled the engine.

If Boswell or anyone else saw Fatty doing this, they would fight him to the death! This is Casper's research relic. This fat man can actually do it! Doesn't he understand? How precious is this thing?

Of course the fat man understands. He was so excited when he thought about having a powerful battleship-level engine installed on his mecha. Since it’s crazy not to mention that Casper has been dead for ninety years, even if Casper is watching from the side, the fat man will still take it!

Fatty was dazzled by the complex interior of the engine. Follow the kinetic energy rotation of the energy introduction tube, energy fusion device, and kinetic energy storage bin. Looking at the kinetic energy output engine, computer, etc., what appeared in front of Fatty's eyes was a miniaturized battleship power cabin!

Fortunately this is just an unfinished work. Fatty couldn't imagine the madness that would have occurred if such an engine appeared a hundred years ago. Even now a mecha with a battleship-level engine is unimaginable.

The more I looked into Fat Man the more shocked I became. Casper's idea of ​​miniaturizing a battleship-class engine is fantastic. It is simply admirable. And when the design data on the engine computer was read out, Fatty suddenly realized that he had discovered a huge treasure!

This treasure is Casper's work log and design data stored in the engine design computer!

The information contains not only the drawings and data of this engine, but Casper's conception and research on future mechas based on this engine and his knowledge a hundred years ago!

Fusion of far and near combat forms, changeable body, thought control system, lighter and stronger alloy, more advanced drive system and fire control system. In this conception Caspar describes a being that can ascend to heaven and enter the earth. A new type of armed mecha that can change the mode of war.

And he studied and accomplished much of the most important work in every aspect he conceived.

The fat man became more surprised and more admirable as he read each item. Many of the ideas put forward by this scholarly scientist a hundred years ago have become reality today. There are also many new ideas that even today's scholars and mechanics have not thought of. There are also many research results that are enough to make any mecha enthusiast crazy.

In the last work diary marked January 21, 196o, Fatty saw Casper's last words when he ended his research work.

"I finally couldn't run away and lost to my weakened body and increasingly slow brain. Eighty-five is not an age when you can stop thinking. But I have no choice and can't continue."

"I seem to see a future war with overwhelming battleships, fighter planes and surging mechas. Rivers of blood flow wherever these murderers pass. Human civilization is in retreat. Countless innocent people have died and survivors are crying among the ruins."

"Lere is a peaceful country. This peace has lasted for nearly two hundred years and no one knows how long it will last. I have always hoped that this would be a pure land without war. But I understand that such hope will eventually be destroyed by warships one day. The main gun was shattered."

"So I want to research a weapon that can change the mode of human war. I am not a politician. I cannot end wars with politics and war. I am a scientist. I hope to use my knowledge to make war less cruel. I don't I dare to hope that the future universe will be a unified universe without war. I only hope that the future war will be a war of a few people."

"Based on the concept of future warfare, I set the research direction on weapons that can fight freely on land, air and space. This is a combination of mecha and fighter plane. It is a space mecha that humans have already developed for war. What I need to do is to improve it and make it an absolute force. This will change the war pattern of turbulent seas of people and reduce the casualties caused by both sides in the contest."

"They seemed to be very supportive of my ideas and helped me a lot from the time I started working. I have always been grateful for their wisdom and character. I believe that I made a common choice with them. So I spent thirty years .to conduct my research.”

"It is a very naive idea to use a weapon to curb war. But I am paranoid and have not understood it until now. Human beings can always create various weapons for war. When this kind of absolute force is born, human beings will always be able to create various weapons for war. We will find ways to popularize it and then use more cutting-edge technology to create new killers. Continue the bloody war."

"Stone tools. Bronze, iron, gunpowder, guns, tanks, missiles and even atomic bombs. One after another, it is obvious that human beings are killing each other and entering a more efficient era. There is no perfect political party and no perfect rule. Human greed. Ignorance of the so-called justice, religion and consciousness. The shape determines that human beings cannot go to war to exterminate.”

"So I gave up my efforts here. I don't want to end the peaceful life in Leray Federation because a weapon that does not belong to this era appears in advance to inflate the confidence of some people in the Federation. I cannot make such a mistake."

"And I finally began to suspect that they had ulterior motives. Although they have never done anything contrary to moral standards from beginning to end. However, I am still suspicious as my morals are not high."

"I don't know who will continue my research after my death. Who will read this diary. My students, I have warned you that in peacetime, you are not allowed to continue my research until your knowledge has surpassed mine.

| time and bring unrest to the country. "

"But I still hope that if one day Le Ray falls into the quagmire of war, my research can contribute a little to the defense of this peaceful country."

"If you need and can continue my work, then please complete it. If not, I think I can give you my little experience. Go to the folk where there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. All my inspiration and knowledge come from there. Don't shut yourself up. In a military laboratory.”

"Finally, please remember. When you have absolute force, your responsibility is not to win or capture a city. Your responsibility is to end the war. At least end Leray's war. And make sure that what you master will not bring disaster to mankind. .”

The diary is over. After reading the last paragraph, Fatty thought for a long time.

This information contains Casper's life's work. Although not complete, many of the results are miraculous. With this information, Le Lei will stand in a position as high as the Feyon Republic and even the Binart Empire, which has developed twelfth-generation mechas, in mecha research!

I just don’t know what kind of people Casper refers to as “them”.

In the confusion, Boswell's voice came from the communicator on his wrist: "Fat man, open the door for me!" The old man's voice was a little unkind.

The fat man, who was obsessed with the astonishing discovery, did not realize this and opened the alloy door between the warehouse and Boswell's research room on the console.

Boswell strode in with wide eyes. Behind the old man, a pink little boy timidly held his clothes and staggered along.

"Butt?" The fat man was completely stupid. Although he knew that Boswell and Little Butt had been spending sleepless nights and food in the research room pretending to be cute, but he never dreamed that Butt's virtual body would be so lifelike after it was created.

And the fat man has to admit that his butt looks a little too cute!

Fair and rosy skin, a rather large head, a curly head, a chubby face, innocent big dark eyes, a small nose, and provocative ears, coupled with a chubby body of a child about one and a half years old. Simply cuter than Cupid.

"Pangpang." The little kid opened his little hands and staggered over: "Hug!".

"Hold your ass!" The fat man stamped his foot on the kid's face. Trample this cute little bastard under your feet. Let his meaty limbs scratch on the ground.

"Damn fat man!" Boswell sneered: "You are awesome!"

The fat man didn't dare to offend the old man and said with a smile, "This little bastard is pretending to be cute. It's so disgusting. It's just a conditioned reflex."

"Conditioned reflex?" Boswell was furious: "There's a turmoil outside. You dismantled the things in the warehouse like this and let me take the blame. Isn't it a conditioned reflex?"

"Um..." The fat man guiltily blocked Casper's engine with his body and said with a blank look on his face: "I don't know. Maybe I'm too obsessed with research."

"Obsessed?" The old man noticed the fat man's unnaturalness under the secret hint from Butt. He walked up and stretched out his hand: "Get out of the way!"

The fat man stumbled and kicked open the hood with the initials engraved on it. He stood there helpless and looked extremely innocent. Too bad he forgot. Boswell was a lifelong mechanical expert.

The first time I saw the engine. Boswell was stunned. The structure inside the engine was completely different from that of an ordinary engine, making him quickly understand what it was.

The old man glanced at the fat man. He quickly walked over and kicked the fat man off the hood and picked it up. As soon as I saw the initials on the hood. The old man immediately ran away.

"I'm going to kill you, you loser!" The old man looked around for weapons.

The fat man ran away. He knew that if he ran too slowly, the mad old man might actually take action.

There was a lot of excitement in the warehouse. The fat man quickly circled the warehouse with the old man chasing him. With Boswell's old arms and legs, there was no way he could catch up with him.

It wasn't until Boswell found an experimental gun that Fat Man really panicked. He quickly ran to the front door of the warehouse, took out the permission card, inserted it into the card reader, and activated the door. He quickly dodged through the crack in the door that had just been opened.

The fat man was stunned as soon as he went out.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him in shock at the same time in the hall at the entrance of the warehouse.

"Who are you?! Why are you in the warehouse?" A professor-looking person asked sternly.

It was obvious that the professor of the Capital First Military Academy, who was waiting in the hall for Boswell to solve the warehouse problem, did not recognize the person in front of him.

The people who witnessed the fat man entering the laboratory at that time were all researchers from the Garipalan Laboratory. Don't say that the professor didn't know the fat man's identity. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't be able to separate the federal hero and this man who fled from the warehouse in panic and had a stubble on his face and hair as messy as a chicken coop due to his obsession with research. The guy with the panic-stricken look in his eyes connected with each other.

The sound of Boswell's rapid footsteps came from behind.

The fat man's eyes were rolling and he didn't have time to pay attention to the professor's question. He pulled the professor in front of him away and fled in panic towards the entrance of the hall. Several researchers who had no time to dodge were knocked around by him.

Old Man Boswell rushed out of the warehouse door with red eyes and brandished a test gun: "Hurry and catch him."

After seeing this posture, the hundreds of researchers gathered in the hall finally understood.

"Catch the thief!"

"What a thief... catching a spy!"

"Notify the guards quickly! Stop him!"

"If you want to see someone alive, you want to see their corpse if they die."

There was a lot of excitement for a while. Everyone followed closely behind the fat man.

The First Military Academy in Capital City is filled with federal soldiers from top to bottom. That someone dared to invade the top-secret warehouse of the military laboratory and wreak havoc was simply a shame and a disgrace in the 500 years since the school was founded.

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The building suddenly boiled. The footsteps of hundreds of people swarming and running stomped until a professor was stomping downstairs. The researchers and students all scooped up various weapons such as brooms, extra-large sulfuric acid mechanical parts for testing. The fat man became a mouse being chased.

Boswell was left behind by the crowd as he panted. Things have gotten out of control.

The fat man looked back as he ran forward with his chest puffed out and his belly puffed out. While secretly complaining in my heart. Whether it was because of a misunderstanding or because he demolished the most sacred relic of Caspar Land in everyone's mind at the First Military Academy, he would definitely not end well if he was caught.

He ran downstairs in three steps and two steps at a time, quickly dodged several fat students who rushed towards him from the elevator, and quickly rushed out of the complex.

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Standing in front of the grand gate of the Capital First Military Academy, Thomas suddenly felt a little funny when he thought about his previous military school career.

For a third-level mecha knight to participate in an inter-college mecha battle is really an experience not worth bragging about. If it weren't for the elder of the student who invited him here, who has a decisive influence on his family, he would never have come to participate in any competition. .

As a graduate of this school, Thomas is not unwilling to bring glory to his former alma mater. But he was too aware of the mecha's close combat skills at the First Military Academy.

Now that I think about it, even Thomas, the most powerful mecha training camp instructor in the academy who has been working outside for more than ten years, seems to have a low level of close combat skills.

After nearly eight years of training in Freeport, Thomas believes that it is impossible for any military academies in this world at this time to have any close combat masters. Even the army's level of close combat has long lagged far behind.

This is entirely determined by the shape of war.

The control of military mechas with long-range firepower focuses on aiming, evasion and cooperation. Even close combat training is far from comparable to civilian mecha combat.

The army that has just set its sights on close combat may still not understand that the essence of close combat is not just the hands they have been pursuing! Nor is it relying on rigid mecha standard control by experts!

To judge victory or defeat with your hands is simply an insult to mecha combat!

Thomas had understood this as early as the first year after he retired from the army and went to Freeport for his dream of mechas.

At that time, he was able to move his hands at nearly 40 movements per second. In competition after competition, he was beaten to the ground by civilian fighters whose hands could not move more than 35 seconds. A quasi-eighth-level mecha warrior who has gone through so many years of training to obtain the title of third-level mecha knight is certainly not because of stupidity.

Modern folk mecha combat has already reached the era of contention among a hundred schools of thought. The essence of fighting passed down by the millennium school is beyond the imagination of the military, which has ignored close combat for hundreds of years.

Thomas almost didn't think he had a chance to take action in this game. He felt that even the level three mecha fighters in Lelei were far lower than the level three mecha fighters in Freeport. But the student named Taylor can already conquer the entire academy. Besides, there is also a first-level mecha warrior holding the battle. Perhaps coming here is a reminiscence of my student days.

"Senior Brother Thomas, is this your alma mater?" a clear voice asked.

Thomas retracted his thoughts. The person who asked the question was his junior brother [Gryphon Knight], the young director of the mecha fighting gym, first-level mecha knight Cosmo, who is also the leader of the younger generation of [Phantom Flow].

The so-called [Phantom Style] is a genre of folk mecha fighting. Originating from Chakna, the Li family, the leader of the Phantom Flow, suffered a devastating blow during a political incident. The most famous representative of the Phantom Flow disciples scattered all over the place is the [Gryphon Knight] Mecha Fighting Gym where Thomas works.

Hall Elder Smith is the commander of the third-level mecha. He has already mastered the phantom style fighting skills. It's just that with the rise of various schools, the Phantom Style without the inheritance of the master's techniques has gradually declined.

"Yes, Junior Brother Cozmo. There is actually nothing interesting here. The level of close combat is not very high, and since it is a military academy, there are many restrictions." Thomas replied respectfully.

The young man named Cozmo smiled, waved his hand and looked at the academy with interest. To ordinary people, Cozmo was an ordinary young man with a gentle smile. But Thomas knew that behind this young man's gentle smile was his mecha control ability.

Everyone believed that given time, Cozmo would be able to carry the banner of [Gryphon Knight] and once again make the gradually declining [Phantom Flow] become the top genre of mecha close combat in the Freeport Alliance where masters gathered.

This genius of the Smith family is only twenty years old this year.

Thomas said nothing. It was just the right time for him to be invited to participate in the academy competition. This was originally his private matter but he didn't expect Cozmo to insist on coming along.

Thomas didn't understand why a low-level college game that he didn't like much would arouse this person's interest.

Cozmo turned a blind eye to the confusion that was almost written on Thomas's face.

Although Thomas has been in [Griffin Knights] for six years, he is extremely loyal to the genre. But there are some things that he is not qualified to know.

Cozmo put his hands behind his hands and looked at a group of young people wearing student uniforms approaching from the far side of the academy gate. Cozmo smiled slightly. His interest in the game was not about who won or lost. He just wanted to try his luck and see if he could find out the secrets related to the [Warcraft] with the phantom technique that was circulated on the Internet.

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