Counterfeit Hero

The beating stopped. Smoke on the battlefield. Follow the wind. Slowly spread around

Everyone has already entered the hidden trench behind the position.

Look along the tunnel. Everywhere you look is Chakna warriors sitting tiredly in the mud. Some people have their eyes closed. Lean against the wall of the pit. Some people drank gulps of water. There are also some people. With the help of two bandit medics. Wounds are bandaged. their clothes. I can no longer distinguish the original color. Covered in mud.

The bandit soldiers were sitting in the shelter behind their positions. While playing with the weapon he just got. While bragging and spanking.

Except for Markovich and two bandit soldiers. other people. One look at the way he holds the gun shows that he is a rookie. Received brief training. Those who belong to combat units are better. Civilian mechanics tinkering with electronic instruments. He took the gun and pointed it at himself. Look left, look right, look. It seems like you have gone through a lot of trouble to get here. Just find a guy like this and blow your head off.

Including several of Mar's famous warriors. It’s the same virtue. Holding a gun. At best, it's better than two female operators holding guns at an angle.

but. Cheerful bandit soldiers. A few of them felt ashamed that they couldn't use a gun.

-Come. among those present. Few have received this kind of training. Besides, Fatty would never let the Mecha God of War put himself in danger. According to him. At most, everyone can only fire two shots at the critical moment. As long as you don't aim at yourself, that's fine. I have been following Fatty Commander for such a long time. Nothing else can be learned. Isn't it possible to learn from this heartlessness?

As for dangerous ***, is this part of the world dangerous? Isn't it dangerous to drive an armed merchant ship directly into the Jiepen people's space blockade? Didn’t everyone come here too?

There is a fat commander here. There is no obstacle that cannot be overcome!

I remembered the battle a few hours ago. A group of rookies were chattering and foaming at the mouth.

then. Jie Pen's fleet | called more than one. The densely packed patrol warships centered on Canglang Star almost extend beyond the jump channel! Not to mention a small armed merchant ship. I'm afraid they will bring the entire bandit fleet. Can't break in either.

To know. Eiri, led by Yuuto Mikami. |'The three super fleets, Ting and Storm. The size of each fleet is at least the sum of the Zhiyang A-class fleets. On combat effectiveness. It can be called Jie Peng's military force to control the country.

It is said. In these three fleets, even the lowest service personnel are selected from the major fleets. And their battleships also embody the best military skills of the Jie Empire over the years. Jie Ren even declared it publicly. These three fleets were enough to annihilate a Chakna fleet twice the size of his own.

And this time. Three major super fleets. Just two came. Plus eight Suss A-class fleets. It can be said that as long as Mikami Yuuto is willing. He can even make the entire Cangxing unable to see the sun!

fortunately. Much of Mikami Yuuto's fleet focused on the defense of the Thunder Peak Star and the Long March Galaxy Jump Point. Defensive arrangement. It is also aimed at the possible emergence of a large alliance fleet. Didn't expect that. There is an armed merchant ship for the remnants of the army who are almost in danger on Canglang Planet. Take risks.

This gave the gangsters with stealth technology six chances. But this does not mean that Bandit No. 6 can rush into Canglang Star without any hindrance. To know. Ran possesses stealth technology. But Bandit No. 6 was making a jump. The ion engine must be started to do this. Stealth technology will.

The only way. It is to pass through the obstacle area in a stealth state and then cut off the head and tail. Try to enter the jump at the far migration channel. And end the jump at a place also far away from the end of the jump and re-enter the stealth state. Avoid the Western patrol ships that use both ends of the jump channel as key monitoring areas.

The spacecraft encountered no less than fifty patrol ships along the way from the small jump point into Resk. This does not include the reconnaissance satellites spread by outstanding people in the restricted area.

The first three cordons went smoothly. After all, we can still wait until there is an opening for Jay's patrol ship. But the two cordons at the back were all forced through. then. No one can control the spacecraft anymore. Everyone could only watch the spacecraft in a state of dynamic flight possessed by a ghost, sweating profusely. Use your speed to jump around while being pursued and intercepted by the enemy.

That's called danger. Until now. No one understood it either. What system did the fat commander install on the spacecraft? so smart. Everyone just took it easy on the fat commander. Sincerely admired. To know. When the spacecraft was just discovered by a Soos high-speed escort. The fat commander was actually in the mood to beat his son.

The smoke cleared. Black-gray smoke rose into the sky. Blow by the wind. It's like a thin dark cloud. On the battlefield. Two people who did not know each other gathered together. Finally saw each other very clearly.

The battle just ended. Even the commander didn't have time to speak. The soldiers could only look at each other. To the Chakna warriors. This ragtag group of guys in blue uniforms. It looks particularly weird.

| come out. Several of them had been on the battlefield. Except for two medics who were busy helping to treat the wounded. Another blond officer also led a few people outside the familiar position. Most of the other guys were wearing blue uniforms. Just sitting there lazily. There was no tension at all about being on the battlefield.

The Chakna warriors were a little weird - these rookies who couldn't even hold a gun used this battlefield as their resort? ! Don't they know? The lives of everyone in this position. Maybe it can only last until the next charge of the Jiepen people. Maybe in a few minutes a shell would fall on them.

The Chakna warriors were somewhat disdainful. Tired body. It also made them give up the idea of ​​greeting each other.

This matter should be left to the chief. No matter where this rookie comes from. the most important is. Don't let them cause trouble on the battlefield and do them a disservice. otherwise. Everyone is a coward when they die. In a brief silence. The soldiers saw their company commander Nash. He was talking excitedly to Sun Ping. And the deputy platoon leader of the second platoon. Sergeant Jonathan walked towards the fat man in the major general uniform with a livid face.

The fat man stood up from the mud of the trench. Right - find yourself something comfortable.

Milan's cloaked shell gun. Although powerful. But the energy load is too small. When encountering a small number of enemies. It can be used for self-defense. It's useless in a fight like this. The fat man now thought about the way those elite soldiers had rushed towards him like crazy just now. I still have lingering fears.

They all fucking beat me up. Are you jealous of my beautiful body? !

The fat man spat hard on the mud. Shivering all over, he looked around. Like a deer in the cold rain. .

Talk about it. He is also considered experienced in many battles. In Milok, in Garin, in Mars. There are countless dangers encountered - even jumping off a cliff. But a country is easy to change and a nature is hard to change. What kind of hardships have you gone through? He was in such danger. The problem of being restless is still deep-rooted.

This is not a habit that can be changed. This is also a problem that can be cured by just making up your mind and practicing more.

This is his physical characteristic. It is born from the genes in the bones.

When encountering danger, whether it is psychological fear or physiological adrenaline secreted in large quantities, his body will tremble. I can't control it even if I want to. And once he falls into the phenomenon of breaking the jar due to excessive danger, his frequency will increase. It can be compared to a vibrating egg.

Every time like this, I would think about how I would do this in the situation of xxoo. The performance of that job is comparable to that of a vibrator when hitting concrete! It knocks one out in a few seconds. One night of climax after another. How powerful and majestic is that? ! He was planning to find an opportunity to scare himself when he did that thing!

Several Chakna standard rifles were thrown aside by Fatty. He wanted|a gun with a longer range and higher accuracy. It would be best to have a sniper rifle similar to that in Feng Laosi's hand. To know. An excellent sniper in positional warfare. Create psychology, power and panic with ten energy machine guns or portable energy cannons.

Everyone knows that he is a non-combatant member of the bandit army who flies in space all day long. It's unreliable. There are only five or six that can really be useful for guarding the position plus I am fully equipped with them.

Five or six people. For such a formation, it is really a drop in the bucket. If you don’t show your ability again. Be more ruthless. I'm afraid I won't even survive the next blow.

But judging from his understanding of weapons. There were obviously some of the weapons in front of him that met his requirements.

The fat man walked away. While rummaging through.

It was the sun at noon. The same fiery red ball. It was baking the position on the top of the slope where all the surrounding trees had been blown away. The winding road was scorched inside and outside. Big and small craters. One after another. Several charred mecha remains. Countless broken parts and twisted guns and weapons were scattered around.

The entire position had obviously been chipped away by artillery fire. A metal bulletproof wall that was supposed to be driven into the ground. Ten centimeters of their sides have been exposed. A few traffics. It was blown down. The explosion-proof pit dug underground also collapsed a lot.

The flesh and blood of the corpse in front of the ground. Piles piled up. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere. Blood flowed along the terrain into the tunnel. The smell of blood mixed in the burnt bits was pungent and unpleasant. Fight the dirt at the bottom. Always wet. Thin mud mixed with broken leaves. One kick. There will be a chirping sound. Just lift your foot and you can suck out a puddle of water.

Just browse through it twice. Unable to find the gun he needed, the fat man raised his head. Decided to find Sun Ping first. Let him seize the time to find the supreme commander of this position. Let’s discuss it.

To be honest though. For such a position without mechas. How to hold on. He had no confidence at all. but. anyway. Two groups of people who don't know each other have to work together. There must be some consensus.

Climb to the edge of battle. The little boy cautiously stuck his head out. Looking down the mountain. Looking at Jie Peng's position at the foot of the mountain. |A Jiepen [Toyama]-class eighth-generation standard mecha is visible.

The fat man's face is cloudy

Attack the enemy in this position. It should be one. The mecha dropped in front of the battlefield. There are probably more than twenty vehicles. this means. The enemy still has at least four or five aircraft in his hands.

Once these mechas go into attack. Even if only one comes. for this position. All are a serious threat. After taking a walk at the front of the position, Fatty not only didn't see the mecha, but even the portable missiles and energy cannons were abandoned aside because they were out of ammunition. at this point. Although the enemy cannot see it, he can deduce it from the intensity of firepower received during the previous attack.

Experienced enemy commander. Apparently preparing to send a mecha up in the next attack. This is both a threat to the position and a blatant test. If the position can only be blocked by the self-attack of fusion grenades. So. Next time. The enemy commander will send out all his mechs without hesitation.

***! The fat man gritted his teeth and stared at the armor. Thinking about it in my mind. Oblivious to a livid-faced Sergeant Chuckner. He had already strode to his side.

son. He gritted his teeth and said, "I, you owe me an explanation!"

"Explain?" The fat man turned around and pointed at his nose in confusion: "Are you talking about me?"

"A few minutes ago" Jonathan clenched his fist tightly. He tried his best to control his urge to punch the fat white face in front of him until it was full of flowers. He said angrily: "You used your gun to shoot at me. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been a corpse full of holes! Why don't you want to explain this?"

"A few minutes ago?" The fat man recalled and suddenly realized: "Oh. I remember! At that time, the guy's thorn was almost inserted into your thigh?"

"With an arterial hemostatic device, you won't die." The fat man said with a smile: "But I have solved a problem for you, haven't I?"

"Your solution is to beat me to death together?!" Jonathan looked at the fat man's nonchalant expression. Anger is enough. As a desperate warrior on the battlefield. What he hates most is this kind of officer who doesn't regard the lives of soldiers as anything. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed and he punched the fat man in the face.

Chuck and the bandit soldiers, who had been paying attention to the movements here, all stood up in unison. A look of horror. The impatient one had already run over with a huff.

"Stop! Jonathan!" Nash shouted angrily as he rushed over.

Jonathan's fist. He stopped when he was still twenty centimeters away from the fat man's face. What made him stop was not Nash's roar but the shell gun pressed against his head.

"Who is Major General Tian Xingjian?" He saw the fat man's gun pressed against Jonathan's head. Nash was absolutely furious. He temporarily put aside his scolding of Jonathan and turned to look at the fat man who was covered in shudders and said disdainfully: "As a soldier, I

You shouldn't put a gun to a soldier's head! "

in the ground. Quietly.

The Chakna soldiers looked angry. Looking at the fat man who was completely pale and only used a gun to show off his power, he had a look of disdain on his face.

Just now. Gunfire came from the direction of the crash of the spacecraft. Everyone heard it.

When the group of rookies in front of them who didn't even have 1 came to the position behind Sun Ping and others. All the soldiers had no doubt that it was Sun Ping and others who saved these people. No one would think that the gunshot was just for fun without Jie Ren. No one would think so. This group of vegetables is the main body of the battle. .

With this kind of idea of ​​​​preemption, it can be imagined that the soldiers | saw that most of the rescued people were hiding in the concealment behind. Like a group of tourists. And their commander is an even worse asshole. Not only did he shoot at his own people indiscriminately, but he also put a gun to Jonathan's head. How angry!

Several Chakna soldiers subconsciously fired their guns. They were already in danger and had already put their own lives at risk. Not even afraid of death. Are you still afraid of a major general who appears out of nowhere? !

As long as Nash gives an order to these men wallowing in blood and fire. I can take out all these damn blue uniforms without hesitation. They don't care about anything!

"I took the gun. I didn't want to kill him." Fatty was a little depressed. He didn't expect his superb shooting skills with random cloaks. Not only was no one surprised. It was actually questioned. This makes the vain fat man who likes to show off. Very unhappy. He spat on the ground. He said fiercely: "I just don't have time to explain to you."

Said. Zi drew back his arms and raised his gun. A casual wave. More than a dozen energy quanta flew into the soil next to the body of a Jie Pen soldier leaning on the edge of the tunnel.

The other Chuck warriors stood away. not understand. But when Nash and Jonathan, who were standing close, saw where the bullet from Fat Man's pistol hit, their horns suddenly jumped! See the pit wall. The bullets followed the body of the dead Jiepen soldier. Turn around and create a human body shape. Not a single scrape of the body was touched.

Nash suddenly turned his head and looked at Sun Ping. Sun, half-opening his eyes, smiled bitterly and whispered a few words in his ear.

As Sun Ping told Nash, his eyes grew bigger and bigger. to the end. It was impossible to conceal his horror. When Sun Ping's narrative ended, Nash's first reaction was to kick Jonathan hard and curse: "Get out of here."

Jonathan didn't move. His eyes were still looking straight at the body leaning against the wall.

Nash turned around and saluted the fat man. He said to the fat man: "General Chuckner Aviation Corps, 51st Fully Mechanized Infantry Division 1792 | Commander Nash, 1st Battalion, 2nd Company. Please give me instructions."

As he was doing magic, he handed over a crumpled cigarette and said calmly: "General, don't be as knowledgeable as this country bumpkin. To be honest, don't tell me that he has never seen such a marksmanship. Even I was shocked at the time. Hehe. We were all. I'm sorry, Naoko, but you'll have to forgive me."

The fat man gritted his teeth and spent time in the Sixth Division. He has long seen the ability of this kind of guy to fall out. Any authority is bullshit to these warriors who walk on the edge of life and death. They only admire absolute strength. Fatty himself, essentially. He is also the same type of person as these guys. This deep sense of identity. Not much lowered by the military rank on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry!" Jonathan came back to his senses and looked at the fat man with a complicated expression. He simply said: "I owe you a life!"

The fat man smiled and felt very comfortable.

"General." Seeing that the fat man was easy to talk to. Nash also let go. The thirty-year-old man bared his teeth and smiled. The dirty face showed a mouth of white teeth: "It's better to wear your military uniform."

The fat man took a look at his uniform. He jumped up immediately. He hurriedly took off his uniform.

thought. No wonder when I saw those outstanding soldiers, I felt like I was seeing enemies.

It turned out that it was all because of my uniform. I spent a lot of time in mechas and battleships. He actually made such a stupid mistake. If Nash hadn't pointed it out. Next fight. I am still like a peacock, stupidly waiting for others to earn military glory!

Fatty Nash looked at each other and looked at each other. Sitting down on an ammunition box. The fat man lit the cigarette Nash handed him. Asked: "Who is Lieutenant Nash? According to your experience, Jena will launch an attack next. When will it be?"

Nash sat on his knees in front of the fat man. A pair of big hands also rubbed a loyal and honest model on the pants covered with blood and mud.

He looked at the time on the battle recorder on his wrist and said: Not necessarily. When the attack is fierce, a wave can be mobilized in a few minutes. but. We beat that battalion for eight hours. The casualties were at least double ours. It's been a bit more solid recently. Only comes once every half hour. I predict. I saw you coming. They should be more prepared. "

"They don't have reinforcements?" Zi picked up a Chuckner M23 rifle. took a look. Put it down again.

"Not before. They are the only ones competing with us."

Nash opened the terrain map stored on the battle recorder. Projected onto a relatively flat bulletproof wall. He glanced at the fat man and said: "This is the left wing of the entire army's blocking line. It is a mountain bend. Beyond it is a grand canyon. Those who want to cross the position should follow the foot of the mountain for thousands of kilometers. With Jie's temperament, there is originally a battalion. Fight a company and die here. They are too embarrassed to bring reinforcements. However, your spaceship crashed here. It’s hard to say what will happen next.”

Have you lost contact with your regiment? "

"Yes." Nash nodded.

He subconsciously looked at the exhausted soldiers at the other end of the tunnel. A tight pair of hands. Playful smiley expression on face. It's completely gone. A whole company. More than one hundred and sixty people. Until now. There are only a few left. The kind of time when you lose a friend or brother who is close to you in life and death. Heartbreaking pain. It is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"The communicator is gone. Why don't we send someone to contact him?" The fat man was silent for a while with understanding. Then he asked softly.

"Sent." Nash gritted his teeth and said, "I sent three times and none of them came back."

"Say," the color on the fat man's face suddenly faded completely: "You sent three times. One

Come? ! "

Nash didn't raise his eyes and just nodded silently.

The fat man's heart suddenly reached the bottom of a cold valley. He stared blankly at the electronic map projected from Nash's battlefield recorder, his mind going blank.

As Nash said, this is the left front of the entire winding defensive line.

The reason why such a position is placed at the corner of this mountain bend is because the high ground where this position is located is the flank of the entire 1792|. If the enemy returns to this high ground from the figure-eight-shaped mountain in front, they can take advantage of the situation and cut the entire 1792 | scattered defense line in half. Therefore this company. It was placed here and ordered to guard it closely.

The problem now lies in the position.

It is an L-shaped mountain that is curved and towering. When it isolates this position, it also isolates the situation of other positions. If the communication system is complete. This is naturally not a problem, but the communicator at the exact position was blown to pieces. That is to say. From that moment on, this position was completely separated from the island in the ocean!

Judging from Nash's expression. He must also understand what it means that the three consecutive communication troops sent failed to come back. But. The enemy's continuous attacks left him no time to think about anything else. .

before the regimental headquarters' order. He must|can only continue to stick here. If the position on the other side of the mountain bend was not lost, it would be a crime for him to abandon the position. If he loses it, he doesn't expect to be able to lead the twenty or thirty extremely exhausted warriors in front of him through an enemy countless times his size and walk out alive!

I don’t know if the Jiepen people took up any positions. Maybe they didn't think it was necessary, maybe they didn't have time, or maybe they didn't even notice the mountain bend next to the main position. No enemy has climbed up hundreds of meters from the left side of the main position to attack this place. The only one in front of Nash was this elite infantry battalion that had been fighting with him from the beginning!

"Are there any more mechas?" Fatty's voice came out. A little shaky. Although he knew that the possibility of owning a mecha was already infinite, he still held out hope. He was almost certain that the main position on the other side had been occupied by the enemy. There is no hope of getting out of here alive without a mecha!

"Mecha" Nash's wry smile made Fatty's heart tremble. But the last sentence. But his eyes suddenly lit up.

Nash said bitterly: "The mecha squad here has been exhausted. Of the eleven mechas, only one was seriously damaged and could not be driven. The others were all destroyed."

"Can't drive it?" The fat man was stunned for a moment and then giggled.

Nash just raised his eyelids for no apparent reason when the fat man pulled him up.

"take me!"

In the confused eyes of the soldiers. The two of them bent over and waded through the muddy water. He quickly ran towards the mecha trench on the right side of the rear of the position. The excited Fatty didn't understand the serious damage Nash said until he saw the mecha with his own eyes. How serious is it?

What appeared in front of me was a Chakna [line] eighth-generation individual mecha. As soon as he saw a series of data, it appeared in Fatty's mind.

[Taihang] Height is 720 centimeters. Since fifty-six tons. The whole body is black. Humanoid structure. It is equipped with two upper and lower Malo Company's gh8 orbital cycle ion engines. Electronic balancing system. Double link type forward movement. Equipped with two anti-aircraft missiles and four anti-surface missiles, two 5mm energy cannons and a 210-meter caliber energy cannon.

The characteristic of this mecha is its stable performance. The structure is simple, easy to maintain and the technical indicators are very balanced. Because its structure and suspension system are both first-generation close combat designs. Therefore, this mecha is the first melee version of Chuckna that is different from the seventh-generation mecha. Since entering service in 059, six trains have been produced.

It is the main mecha of the Chakna Armored Force.

From the appearance point of view, it looks a little clumsy. But fat man. This kind of mecha is not only knotted. Very powerful and very flexible. Just control it properly. Definitely a melee killer. At least. Compared to the one opposite [Fushan]. Much better! But excellence is excellence. The car in front of me is really miserable.

The entire mecha. It can be said that it is beyond recognition. There are big holes in the external armor of the aircraft. The shells on the left side of the chest and the right lower abdomen have been broken, exposing the wiring and parts inside. The head is also missing a corner of its visual system, leaving only a single eye and an observation lens on the chest. The radar and fire control seemed to have been taken care of. It’s no use even thinking about it. Not a single one of the mecha's energy cannons was left, not even the missiles. All have emitted light. If you say these are acceptable. So the right hand that is broken at the elbow is broken at the elbow, and the left leg is broken at the same time. It's enough to make a pair of entire mecha's fantasy come to naught.

"Damn it!" The fat man who refused to give up quickly climbed into the cockpit of the mecha.

"Butt! Pass"

"Here we come!" The little kid ran up to the mecha with a bang. Follow the arm of the lying mecha. Climbed into the cockpit.

What did the fat man ask the kid to do? Let the child hide in there?

The Chakna warriors looked at each other. Nash and Zi’s every move. Now it is the focus of attention of the entire camp. The Chakna warriors came back after resting for a while. Except for the complicated Oita who were on guard at the front of the position, they all ran to the mecha trenches to watch. among them. The bandit army is a rookie. I also enjoyed watching it.

The communicator is broken. The computer-assisted system also didn't respond.

"Check the communicator. See if there is any way to contact Skynet." The fat man told the little boy.

fat. The engine is good! "

Got it! "Said. He got out of the cabin: "Is there a mechanical maintenance arm? "

All around the mecha. The Chakna warriors looked up at the fat man blankly.

Nash looked at his watch. Once again, I saw a mecha that looked like broken metal. His face twitched. He was convinced that this fat man was the same as his mother! .