Counterfeit Hero

A gangster-class armed merchant ship sailed in the dense spider web of the Ma Channel, one behind the other.

Under the control of an experienced pilot, the spacecraft silently passed through the nebula, avoided the gravitational reefs formed by black holes, white dwarfs or neutron stars, and avoided violent bursts of energy and radiation storms, passing through a space that has never been seen before on a human interstellar navigator. The secret jumping point that appeared before quickly approached the Chaknaresk galaxy.

Tian Xingjian and the little boy were lying on the bridge balcony, somewhat bored.

The spacecraft was entering the gravitational orbit of a star. Because they had to cross the obstacle area in front to make the gravitational jump, they had enough time to enjoy the sunbathing filtered by the balcony glass cover.

Both men were wearing only a pair of shorts. Two white bodies, one big and one small, were tossing and turning on the recliner. Like two roast suckling pigs rolling automatically in a microwave oven.

"Fat man." The kid turned half sideways, hiding his tanned pink belly and exposing his back: "Honestly, when you rejected Margaret's conditions, you didn't regret it at all?"

"Why do you regret it?" The fat man poked the little kid's pink flesh with his finger and said, "***, your flesh will change color?"

"I don't know. This is advanced biological material." The little kid curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it. For such a beautiful woman, as long as you nod your head, not only is she yours, but the entire Feiyang is almost yours. You won’t be tempted?!”

"Tell the truth?" The fat man rested his head on his hands.

"Can you deceive me by telling lies?" The little kid sneered.

"I'm tempted." The fat man nodded resentfully: "I'm not a saint. I can't say I'm tempted. That's too hypocritical. I will despise myself. The grandson-in-law of Hastings. The rank of general is beyond my fucking dreams. pain."

The little kid said in surprise: "Then why do you still refuse to obey the Three Zhenjiu Lies?"

"The problem is. She doesn't like that this is a deal." Fatty sighed and said, "Trading must abide by the rules of the deal. If I agree, then I will be the loser in this deal. Although I have already I am determined to sacrifice my life for Le Lei. However, death is lighter than a feather and heavier than Mount Tai. My motherland must strive for the greatest interests for my motherland!"

"Bah!" the little kid spat hard.

Although I have some disdain for fat people. But it can also be seen. Margaret is such a person. It is definitely not something that a guy like Fatty can control easily. Fat people, by nature. Just a small citizen. There is a huge gap between her and Margaret. Although it seems now. Margaret always suffers in front of fat people. The fat man wouldn't buy her account at all. But this is because Margaret is on the fat man's territory.

Now. The war was still controlled within a certain range by the Fiji League and the Western Jordanian camps. But. The war is spiraling out of control. It's already starting to show up. Mikami Yuuto launched large-scale offensives in Resk and Sobol in Carlston Galaxy. It's an omen. If we talk about Delelei before. The previous bandit army. There is still some room to breathe. Then in the coming metal craze. No one knows which wave is coming. This small country can be destroyed and the last army of this small country can be destroyed.

Compared with all the power exploded by those big countries and superpowers, Le Lei is really too small. The Flying Bandit Army, which is in its growth stage, is also in a difficult situation.

Here, Margaret is just a woman who is so angry that the fat man has stars in her eyes. All her strength is herself. However, when she returns to Feiyang, her strength will be such that Fatty can only look up to the ground. Her birth status determines her strength.

This woman is an iceberg. Her deep-rooted concept of Feiyang's supremacy, her experience and education from childhood to adulthood, all made her understand that her marriage was different from that of ordinary people. Such a woman will burst out with her passion only after her cold and hard shell is broken.

Regardless of marriage, what was going on between Fatty and her was a psychological battle.

In the fat man's hands, there was a weight that Margaret could not ignore. Margaret's background also determines that she will be the best buyer of everything under the control of the bandits. With the fat man's shrewdness, he would not involve this kind of transaction into some bullshit marriage. What LeRae needs is a strong support force. An ally who will not betray. It's hard, but it's the basics of trading.

Fatty is a broken pot, he doesn't care how many times he falls in the mud. However, if he gets a chance, he will take a big bite!

Where is Margaret fatter?

"Fat man," the little kid said curiously, "Have you ever peeked at her taking a shower?"

The fat man glanced at the brat with disdain, seemingly disdainful of the indecent question.

"No?" the little kid said in shock.

"Fart!" the fat man said angrily: "Who said I didn't peek, you didn't peek! I'm warning you, don't ask questions like this involving reputation and dignity in the future! This is your specialty! "

The kid was fascinated by "Hastings' granddaughter" and said regretfully: "The beauty of 34c is all fucking pig eyes!"

The fat man said proudly: "34d, peach-shaped!"

"Impossible!" The little boy's electronic eyes instantly showed the shape of her breasts outlined by several dotted lines, and said: "According to my close contact and precise measurement, she is between 34c and 34d. However, there is absolutely no If it reaches a peach-shaped D cup, is that okay?!"

"Hey!" The fat man squinted his eyes and rubbed the itch on his back comfortably in the warm sunshine: "That's because you didn't see the moment when the two suns jumped out of the horizon in the rising mist."

"I was deceived by her?!" The little kid was in a daze.

It could never understand that there were actually human women trying to reduce their bust size physically, instead of using bras filled with bio-rubber to squeeze out their cleavage!

Humans are really complicated!

"Don't think that you are a friend of women because you have watched tens of thousands of pornographic movies." The fat man leisurely picked up a book explaining basic command skills, licked his fingers, and turned to a new page: "This requires talent! Remember back then? , I solved a major case just by visually measuring the bust size!"

The shocked butt stayed for a long time, sighed, took out a famous local magazine "Spring" from under his butt, and turned to a picture of snow-white breasts and green jungle complementing each other, click, the picture is pure Incomparable girl** naked at two points

I took a sip, squinted my eyes and admired it for a long time, then smacked my lips, reluctant to leave the page.

Margaret is really 34d? The thought lingered in his mind. .

"Ding" the doorbell rang.

"Open the door." The fat man continued to bite his nails and read.

"You go." The little kid turned over, gave the fat man a slap on the back of his head, and continued to hold the magazine and smile.

The fat man didn't even raise his head, and stretched out his white thighs.

"Bang!"

The kid's recliner was kicked over by the fat man.

"going or not?!"

"go!"

The little brat who always refused to take the fine wine for toasting caressed the crumpled magazine sadly and walked towards the door dejectedly.

This was the only magazine he found on this battleship that made him interested in reading it several times and treasured it. It didn't want the fat man who had been watching it for a long time to find an opportunity to rob it.

Margaret stood in the doorway. The gray metal automatic door of the subway in front of me made a short friction sound, then bounced open to both sides and retracted into the metal walls on both sides.

Lower your head. A little kid wearing a pair of small pants appeared in front of her.

In the arms of the pink little boy, there was a magazine that was enough to cover his belly. Margaret could even clearly see the naked woman in the magazine lying on the sofa, looking at her with blurred eyes. The red high heels and black leather jacket only covered the parts that shouldn't be covered. The ground that should be covered is tightly tied up, like a flower in full bloom.

"Where's the fat man?" Margaret decided to ignore everything she saw.

A little boy holding a pornographic magazine. At this moment, she had an extremely profound understanding of the spiritual torture she would have to go through if she wanted to integrate into the bandit army in the future.

"What's the matter?" the little kid asked biting his finger.

Margaret, who was not wearing a uniform but was wearing an orange T-shirt, seemed to look a little different. Butt's electronic eyes were rapidly drawing lines and calculating data.

It kind of believed the fat man's judgment.

"At four o'clock, isn't he going to compete with me in deduction?" Margaret glanced into the room: "Where is he?"

"Fat man, I'm looking for you!" The little kid turned around and entered the room.

Margaret stood quietly outside the door waiting. Her son read pornographic magazines and called his father fat. As a father, he was accustomed to this. If you tell me, no normal person would believe it.

"Looking for me?" The fat man appeared at the door.

Margaret collapsed at the sight of the fat man. The fat man was naked, wearing only a pair of underwear with a cartoon Dumbo printed on it.

"Rogue!" Looking at the fat man with a questioning face, Margaret suddenly blushed, feeling ashamed and angry. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out the sound from between her teeth, swearing in her heart that she would make Fatty lose today!

"Why are you scolding me?" The fat man was dumbfounded. He recalled the time when he was in school, when he appeared in the swimming pool wearing cartoon swimming trunks, and recalled the glances of the blushing little girls whispering at his dick.

How much I miss you, that’s called majesty!

Margaret narrowed her charming eyes, glared at the fat man fiercely, and stopped entangled with the fat man.

Although she once toyed with many men who were interested in her in Feiyang, she also personally kicked the dick of an idiot who dared to drug her, so that she was called a witch. But she understands that sexy confusion or fierce attacks can be used to deal with other people, but they cannot deal with this fat man who jumped in front of her wearing only a pair of cartoon underwear and was so calm and composed!

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people! Margaret knew that she was in an away game, fighting against this shameless and lifeless fat man, and she was the only one having a headache. More importantly, she discovered that when she saw Fatty's Dumbo, her first feeling was that of shyness and humor. She didn't even know from which day she had become accustomed to this fat man's messy thinking.

Maybe it was when Mars taught each other fighting and command skills, or when Fatty fought Feiyang's special forces alone, or when he jumped off the stands in the mecha competition, or maybe when he attacked Humphrey fleet time

The experience with him was so shocking. And all his abnormalities seemed so normal.

"I'm waiting for you in the deduction room!"

Just when Margaret was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, the spacecraft shook violently.

This kind of vibration is not the trembling of the spacecraft when it experiences a jump point, but a large-scale violent shaking. Margaret, who was unsteady on her feet, threw herself into the fat man's arms. The two people fell to the ground like gourds rolling on the ground.

The alarm sounded shrilly almost at the same time as the vibration. On the walkway, red lights were spinning rapidly. The chaotic footsteps and hoarse shouts of bandit soldiers sounded all around.

"What's going on?!" The fat man quickly pushed Margaret away from him and climbed up, staggeringly picking up his clothes and pants and putting them on. Margaret's body was limp and her face was as red as if she was about to bleed. She struggled to stand up amidst the violent shock. Her plump and plump breasts rose and fell sharply, and a pair of fat finger prints could be vaguely seen on her trembling breasts wrapped in an orange-red T-shirt.

"Prepare for battle!" The electronic sound of the central computer and the captain's call came from the radio: "Rear Admiral Tian Xingjian, please come to the control room quickly."

"Preparing for battle?"

Although they didn't hear the most terrifying word "enemy attack", the expressions of the three people in the room still changed. Immediately, they discovered that the battleship's speed had slowed down and the light in the room was dimming. Looking back, the closed armor outside the porthole quickly fell down, completely blocking the star's light. This is the prelude for the spacecraft to activate its cloaking device!

Putting on his clothes as quickly as his affair was discovered, the fat man took Margaret's hand, pulled her up from the ground, and dragged her towards the control room. Staggering, Margaret didn't mind the fat man's hand-holding action. She was just horrified to find that in front of her and the fat man, a little kid wearing a pair of underwear ran faster than the wind and disappeared at the top of the stairs in a flash. .

"What happened?" As soon as the fat man rushed into the control room, he saw the captain sweating profusely.

Captain Sekht is a short, lower-class Feili tribesman with curly black hair and dark, somewhat red skin. He was originally a small pirate leader of the Red Beard Pirates. Because of his bravery in combat, hard training, and extreme familiarity with the Mars Channel, he was promoted by Chekhov to become the captain of the armed merchant ship No. 6. In the previous battle, the ruthless bandit No. 6 he commanded

More than thirty large and small ships were destroyed.

In addition to the Mars pirates encircled and suppressed by Chekov's First Fleet, they even included two destroyers belonging to Suss and Binart.

"Your Excellency General! The attack we just received was an energy cannon that was beyond the range and spread out. They did not detect us." Sekht, who once served as a soldier in the Desik Empire, still follows strict traditional military etiquette and After saluting, he quickly pointed to a row of screens on the podium and said: "Come and see!".

Fatty and Margaret looked intently. On the radar screen of the command podium, thirteen red cursors and six green cursors were moving at high speed in the obstacle area on the channel directly in front of the merchant ship. On the far-sighted screen next to the radar, through the dense clouds of stardust, two fleets could be seen engaging in a fierce exchange of fire. And the side with the largest number turned out to be the Suss fleet.

"Suss Fleet?" The fat man was shocked: "No.!"

"It should be a squadron of the A3 team of the Salega Front commanded by Gershkov." Sekht said: "The identity of the other side is still unclear. Their ships are military warships, but they have no markings and Number."

Gershkov is here? The fat man was startled: "Did the radar find anything else?"

"Not yet." Sekht shook his head and added: "We have released the long-range satellite radar as soon as possible. So far, there are no traces of other ships around."

The fat man frowned and strode to the star map.

The galaxy where the spacecraft is currently located is very close to the Lesk Galaxy.

Judging from the interstellar map, this is a Class B subsidiary channel outside the main southeast channel. Although it is still within the scope of the Mars Free Channel, it is not hidden because it is close to the group channel. In peacetime, when the main channel is congested, many spacecraft will take this route, orbiting several galaxies and then returning to the main channel. During the war, the fleet that controls the southeast main channel will monitor this channel.

There are two reasons why the fat man passed here.

First of all, if you want to reach the most suitable jumping point for sneaking into Canglang Star, this road is the only way!

That is the exit of a micro-jump point, in the nebula of the Lesk galaxy 12 million kilometers away from the Canglang star. Because only small and medium-sized ships such as armed merchant ships can pass, even slightly larger destroyers cannot pass. Therefore, in military terms, it has no strategic value at all. In addition, the airspace environment at the jumping point is dangerous and complex. Generally speaking, even if Xiyo completely occupied the Lesk system, he would not send troops to garrison it.

Secondly, according to the route selection plan of the Bandit Army Operations Department, this channel is relatively safe. Because currently the Longbow Galaxy to the south of the main southeast channel has been blocked by bandits, while the Lesk Galaxy to the north is still in a melee. In other words, the current southeast main channel is not completely controlled by anyone. It is unlikely that the two armed merchant ships will encounter danger here.

But who knew, we would encounter the largest force currently on this waterway - the Gershkov Fleet!

Fatty didn't know where the warships fighting the Suss fleet came from, but he had always been more concerned about the Gershkov fleet.

After Zhang Pengcheng's Chakna Twelfth Group fleet was defeated, he had chosen to strategically switch in. Also running away was Carolina's Feiyang B15 team. It seems that Gershkov has won, but from the overall situation, his victory is meaningless!

Because, the reason why Gershkov wants Mars to launch an attack, in addition to avenging his A11A2 team, the most important thing is to pull out this thorn rooted next to the southeast main channel and protect the southeast main channel. Safety. However, when the Longbow Galaxy was attacked by the Douglas fleet and the Humphrey fleet was defeated, controlling the southeast main channel became a joke.

Without the main southeast channel, Mars Freeport, a place without resources, will obviously not be the safe haven Gershkov wants.

In modern warfare, the importance of logistics needs no discussion.

After the Battle of Mars, the energy ammunition and material supplies required by Gershkov's four A-class fleets were astronomical. However, Zhang Pengcheng would not leave anything for him in Mars, and the Mars Freeport itself, apart from food and water supplies, was short of even civilian energy, let alone military energy, weapons and ammunition.

What's more important is that this planet has been plundered by the bandits a long time ago, so there are no supplies left.

Replenishment cannot be obtained, and perhaps even the repair of the ship cannot be carried out. Gershkov's head must have been as big as two. He can also choose to rule Mars and restore the prosperity of Mars. Those smuggling ships can bring them many things they need. However, they don't have that time. Moreover, what they can control are currently only a few A-level or B-level channels that the fleet can pass. They cannot drill into those C-level, D-level, and E-level channels. If you can't control the numerous space stations and free docks, it's useless to control the Mars Freeport.

At this time, after receiving the news of the defeat of Humphrey's fleet, if Gershkov still wants to stay in Mars Freeport, he will not be a famous general, but an idiot! With the retreat route cut off and supplies scarce, Gershkov might not even have the intention to catch up with Zhang Pengcheng's remnants after the battle. Therefore, Fatty has not been very worried about Zhang Pengcheng. As long as Zhang Pengcheng delays enough, no matter where he goes, Gershkov can't do anything to him.

Now, Gershkov had only two options.

The first is to go south to the Longbow Galaxy and recapture the Blue Stone Star. The second is to go north, enter the Lesk galaxy, and join forces with Yuuto Mikami!

The former path is almost the same as committing suicide. Then, he can only choose the second path.

The fat man was not surprised that the Gershkov fleet appeared near Resk. What he was surprised about was why this fleet, which should logically enter the Resk system quickly, had the leisure to hang out on this B-class subsidiary channel. What’s even more strange is why these dozen or so Suss warships separated from the main fleet, and where did the opponents they fought with come from?

"That's Li Fo's fleet!"

Margaret's voice was very soft, so soft that only the fat man heard it.

"Is this his war zone?" Fatty's heart skipped a beat.

Margaret shook her head.

Li Fu! Looking at the six unmarked and unnumbered warships, Fatty suddenly felt chills standing on end.

Margaret didn't need to say anything, he also knew what these ghostly battleships were here for.

"They came to find me?" The fat man's voice was trembling. He couldn't believe his judgment.

Margaret sighed silently and said: "It should be said that they are here to find us. I am the main target, and you are the secondary target."

"How did you know?" The fat man's voice was trembling.

"Before I left the Longbow Galaxy, I was just guessing until I saw these battleships," Margaret frowned, seeming to be thinking about something very important: "These battleships know very few people, and I happen to be one of them.".

The fat man said in surprise: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Margaret shook her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly: "I thought someone would stop him from appearing." As she said that, Margaret looked at Sekht and said: "Captain Sekht, Can you control the satellite and search deep into the obstacle area to see if there are any traces of battle?"

"No problem." Sekhte nodded, called the intelligence officer, and gave the order.

There was silence in the battleship. Only the telescope screen flickered on and off in the light of the energy cannon.

In addition to four high-speed frigates, two torpedo boats and five [Sharp] class destroyers, the Suss fleet even has a [Roaring] class cruiser. Their opponents were one cruiser and five destroyers. These six warships are not regular warships currently in service in Feiyang, and their models are unknown.

From a comparison of strength, the Suss fleet has an absolute advantage!

However, the situation of the battle did not seem to be very favorable to the Suss fleet.

Fatty looked at the battle in front of him seriously. His pupils narrowed due to shock, and he didn't notice that he kept holding Margaret's hand. And his palms were already covered with sweat.

A dazzling white light lit up in the void. The sweeping explosion wave spread into an expanding sphere with three white circles on the ground, middle and bottom. The surrounding gas and dust, as well as the pumice in the obstacle area, flew in all directions in the explosion wave. In the center of the white light, a fiery red ball appeared, and then, several black shadows appeared in the red center. That's the wreckage of the destroyed Seuss cruiser!

The Seuss cruiser was destroyed? !

In the control room, all the bandit soldiers were stunned.

The Suss fleet, which had lost its cruiser, had been completely suppressed by the six battleships. Those were six ghostly warships. Their speed is extremely fast, their firepower is powerful, and their defense is also amazing. They were like six satellites, rotating around the Suss fleet at high speed. It was difficult for the Suss warships' gunfire to lock onto them. The occasional hit only slightly changed the color of their energy shield, but it didn't take long before their energy shield was restored. And their attacks were extremely vicious. The hit rate is astonishingly high.

The most important thing is that the tacit understanding between these battleships is amazing.

Their only cruiser attracted most of the firepower of the Suss fleet, while their destroyers formed a crossfire while moving at high speed. That cruiser was destroyed in the continuous mobile attacks carried out by these six mysterious warships from different angles.

Their synchronization rate is very high. Although they are in different directions and are constantly moving, as long as one of the battleships adjusts its line and attitude, the other five battleships must make corresponding adjustments at the same time. Apart from anything else, just looking at the firing speed of these battleship energy cannons and their almost simultaneous changes in direction, you can know how terrifying the warriors in these battleships are!

One after another, the Sussian battleships were destroyed by the mysterious fleet.

The Suss fleet has changed its formation and started to engage in scattered battles. However, they were still suppressed by these battleships.

Fatty stared blankly at the cruiser that was being attacked desperately by the Sussians.

As the most powerful battleship among them, this cruiser is often able to cause huge damage to the Suss battleship. Therefore, it has also come under the most intensive attack. Its energy shield was close to dark red, and its port armor had a big hole. There are countless energy cannons flying towards it. However, it has been flying on a fixed orbit in accordance with tactical requirements.

Adjust, change direction, accelerate, decelerate, lock, and fire. In the face of death, the soldiers on this ship are so calm, so calm that it makes people feel chilled all over!

The fat man shivered a little. What appeared in front of us were not six warships piloted by humans, but six war machines piloted by ghosts, six cold-blooded space gods!

Are these all fleets under Li Fo?

Fatty suddenly wanted to go to Li Fu to apologize.

"Are you sure these are all Li Fo's fleets?" Fatty asked Margaret in fear.

"Yes!" Margaret's answer was simple.

"How did he mobilize these battleships?" The fat man couldn't figure it out: "I mean, you are not an imperial system, how could he have his own private soldiers?"

"This is not a strange thing." Margaret shook her head and said: "These troops are not private armies, they are still Republican ** troops, but most of them are distributed in various military regions. They are stationed in remote locations and are strictly controlled. They The transfer orders only go through their military region commanders and the military headquarters will not know about them. They have formed an iron curtain with the local government and some interest groups."

"How is this possible?" The fat man felt a little incredible.

"Fei Yang is very big!" Margaret said calmly: "It is about ten times that of your Le Lei. You can imagine the energy that a high-ranking general like Li Fo can possess."

"***, didn't I just make fun of him? Why did you set me as the second target?" The fat man babbled, and suddenly felt something was wrong with his hand. He raised Margaret's hand to his eyes in surprise. : "Why are you holding my hand?!"

"General!" Sekht suddenly shouted, interrupting the fat man's almost indecent horror: "Look!"

The fat man let go of Margaret's hand and turned to look at the screen.

On the images transmitted by the satellite, the wreckage of dozens of warships were floating quietly in the obstacle area.

There are black battleships without markings, and there are battleships with Feiyan markings. It was a fleet graveyard that was small in scope, but terrifying and silent.

The cold hand was once again held by a soft hand.

Margaret's voice was gentle but firm: "I need you."

The fat man trembled violently, feeling that he was about to ejaculate almost immediately. .