Counterfeit Hero

New AD 2064. It was destined to be chaotic and noisy from the start.

War is like a hellish firework watered with blood in the vast universe. It is dazzling and enchanting. At the beginning of 2064, it finally bloomed completely, spreading its blood-red petals and branches around, gradually shining and dazzling, and it was impossible to look at it.

Humanity's interstellar territory has long been submerged in a sea of ​​fire. Cities were reduced to ashes, high-rise buildings turned into crumbling ruins, and tens of billions of people were displaced and homeless.

The pain, when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, can no longer be increased.

Some died in despair. Others survive in the growing despair, grasping at hope as small as gravel and watching it slip through their fingers little by little.

They hide here and there in the ruined city, or wander in the deathly silent universe.

They are waiting.

The war has reached a critical point. Both camps are engaged in battles that will determine the direction of the war in the Carlston Galaxy, the Lane Theater, and the Southeast Star Region.

do not know when. A victory will come suddenly, and then sweep around like sparks falling into gasoline, making it unstoppable.

Under the haze of war, this spark may have shined.

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Leifengxing, there was silence in the command hall of Jie Peng's 25th Army.

The staff members carefully lowered their voices and footsteps, and quickly answered the phone as soon as it rang, for fear of disturbing the dejected old man on the podium.

More than 20 minutes ago, the major positions in the northern passage of Eagle Mountain were lost one after another. On the central console screen, the cursors representing the frontline combat units went out one after another.

Immediately, news came from the front that everyone could not accept.

Just when the 2511 and 2512 divisions were rushing towards Feisha Valley, they were still nearly 30 kilometers away from Feisha Valley. The bandit forwards had already seized Feisha Valley!

Its main force is continuously passing through Feisha Valley and advancing north!

Everyone understands what this news means.

This means that the advance speed of the main force of the bandits has not been slowed down at all. It also means that Kitazawa Ken's carefully crafted network resulted in a tragic defeat.

Kitazawa sat quietly on the chair and looked at a pair of hands that had left the command computer.

After forty years in the army, this was the first time he had discovered it. His hands have become so old. The protruding joints, loose skin, winding blood vessels, and those disgusting age spots all looked so strange.

More than thirty years ago, these hands were still very young.

Their nails are always neatly trimmed, their slender and strong fingers, and their joints are flexible... On the deduction computer, they draw lines one by one calmly, enter instructions one by one, and conquer the enemy resolutely. He also conquered the commander who smiled and nodded frequently.

But now, they have become so old.

They were trembling. An hour ago, they began to taste failures on the command computer again and again, and were overcome by an irresistible feeling of powerlessness again and again.

The battle plans they make always make mistakes. The lines they drew could not show a clear path to the equally panicked frontline troops, who issued orders again and again. He tried again and again to turn the tide of the war, but the final result was completely opposite to his wishes.

Kitazawa wanted to stand up, but found that his body had no strength at all. All organs no longer obey their own commands.

He suddenly recalled the moment when he graduated from the military academy forty years ago and reported to the army with high spirits.

At that time, I was wearing a crisp uniform, sitting in a flying car, looking out the window at the soldiers running in formation on the training ground flashing past my eyes.

At that time, I was walking up the steps leading to the regiment headquarters, listening to the neat footsteps and slogans coming from behind, thinking that the whole world was at my feet. ….

At that time, I was young and proud.

But now, he is no longer young. And my pride also disappeared with the wind at this moment.

In my ears, I heard the constant beeps of the command computer, and on the screen in front of me, rows of requests were rolling rapidly.

"The 2nd Regiment of the 2531st Division requests authorization to break out."

"The 1st Regiment of the 2523rd Division, please authorize a breakout."

"Repeat, our unit has arrived at the scheduled assembly point. No target has been found. There is nothing here, nothing. Repeat..."

"Command, please reconsider the battle plan. Our unit cannot turn eastward. The enemy has formed an encirclement around us. We must break out to the west!"

"Headquarters, the second battalion has been completely wiped out. Our unit is now under fierce attack from the enemy. We have lost contact with the regiment headquarters and are requesting combat guidance."

These words flashed on the screen. The sound, slightly delayed for a few seconds, came from the Skynet console in front of the earth-colored staff officers, and poured directly into the ears.

Kitazawa listened expressionlessly. The corners of his mouth trembled, forming a sarcastic smile.

He originally planned to command these troops to attack on multiple fronts, exhaust the load capacity of the bandits' command system, trap them north of Eagle Mountain, and delay their progress. But I didn't expect that this would become my own trap.

From the tenth minute after the battle broke out, his command system collapsed due to the opponent's huge tactical changes.

Although he tried his best to speed up, and even though he used all the staff members of the entire command headquarters to formulate and conduct combat plans, the opponent's seemingly endless multi-line command capabilities still gradually controlled the entire battle rhythm.

When he was commanding his troops to try to hold a hilltop. But I found that this mountain top had become a useless island. The enemy won't pass through here at all.

When his troops went for reinforcements, they walked into the enemy's ambush and were wiped out.

When his troops completed the roundabout and arrived at their destination, they found that the enemy was no longer where they were, and the own troops responsible for containing them had been eaten clean by the enemy who had completed the roundabout faster.

Finally, when he issued an order based on the battle report, the battle situation. It has already become beyond recognition.

He failed. Defeated at the hands of an enemy he had never met.

That man was standing quietly by the willow-lined river, smiling honestly at himself, trying to look elegant and suave.

He defeated himself perfectly in the way he was best at.

The sound gradually disappeared. On the Skynet screen, only the last position was left. That is the position of the 1st Regiment of the 2523rd Division. Owens, the regimental commander, had already sent reinforcements to the second regiment before receiving his orders. Naturally, he lost his troops.

Now, he is still holding on to his position. Two armored battalions that were originally rushing to attack the bandit army supplemented his strength.

With a relatively dull combat style, he has better luck than other positions.

"Damn it, what's going on? Why are there eight battalions of enemies here!" On the communication channel, Owens yelled breathlessly at the liaison officer responsible for contacting him. Accompanying his roar were the incessant sounds of gunfire and explosions on the battlefield.

The entire command headquarters has become a silent tomb.

The ashen-faced staff members listened quietly. No one answered Owens' question, and they simply didn't know what to say to Owens.

"Hold it, hold it!" A cheer came from the communicator, and Owens' hoarse voice roared, "Back off, they're back! What the hell are these guys? That's all they have!"

The sound of gunfire continued, getting lower and lower, and gradually calmed down.

The staff looked at the big screen. The bandits seemed to have no intention of disturbing this position. They allowed Owens to communicate directly with the headquarters in the chain of command, and allowed frontline data to be transmitted back without any obstacles. ….

The casualty ratio was ten to two. At the cost of nearly 800 mechas, Owens left at least 150 bandit mechas in front of the position.

This ratio is ten times higher than the fifty to one ratio of other troops.

No matter the outcome, Owens is the hero of this battle!

"Captain, the enemy has withdrawn from the cordon."

"Very good, hurry up. Heavy mechas, quickly return to the reserve position for supplies and repairs. The engineering platoon will renovate the position. The first and second battalions will change defenses."

In the communication channel, Owens was urging desperately.

"Command, what's going on? What's going on with other positions?" He took the time to contact the command. "We are under too much pressure. If no reinforcements arrive within half an hour, I'm afraid... ..."

"Enemy attack!!!!!!"

A shrill cry made Owens' voice stop abruptly.

Immediately, gunshots fired in the channel and screams continued. All kinds of messy sounds mixed together, only one picture is painted...

The position is broken!

The staff looked at each other and changed their colors. At this time, it was time to change positions and defenses. Most of the people staying in front were engineering mechas with no combat effectiveness. The combat units retreated to the back, and the heavy and medium mechas in the fire position also left the front line.

Being caught by the bandits under such circumstances would almost mean the complete annihilation of a regiment.

However, everyone clearly heard that the bandit army had retreated and withdrawn from the cordon of the position. The experienced Owens is good at defense and is calm and steady. He will never make such a low-level mistake!

"What's going on?! Where did the enemy come from? Where did they come from? How could they attack? This is impossible, this is impossible!"

The channel was filled with Owens' disbelieving roar.

Everyone can imagine the forty-year-old colonel grabbing the staff officer's collar and shaking him violently. His eyes must have widened, and a lock of brown beard was fluttering in the wind.

"Captain," a voice trembled, "it's the remains of those bandit mechas in front of the position. They were not destroyed. They, they are pretending to be dead......"

The incoherent voice was followed a moment later by a series of violent explosions, which became the final curtain call.

When the cursor of the Owens regiment's position dimly extinguished, a staff officer standing next to Kitazawa Ken turned his head to look at his commander.

"Your Excellency, General?"

An abnormal redness appeared on the old man's face. Suddenly, his body turned sideways and he fell down!

"Your Excellency, General!"

"Medical officer!"

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, after a series of fierce battles, the bandits broke through Feisha Valley, Langshan and Gyro Valley north of Yingshan one after another.

Due to Kitazawa's sudden illness, Jie Peng's 25th Army deployed nearly half of its troops to the south of Feisha Valley. Therefore, after breaking through Feisha Valley, the battle was no longer suspense. As they advanced all the way, the bandit army was unstoppable.

In the Battle of Langshan, although the two armored regiments of the enemy's 2533rd Division arrived first, they encountered non-stop fierce attacks from the bandits before they could gain a firm foothold.

Although Langshan is a dangerous mountain, it requires large troops to be stationed on five or six hills at the front and rear to protect the main position in order to form a complete defense system. With only two armored regiments, Jie Peng's army could not fully protect even its main position. After resisting for less than twenty minutes, the defense line collapsed.

After breaking through Langshan, the bandits quickly advanced towards Gyrogou.

Sixty kilometers away from Gyro Valley, the advancing reconnaissance troops encountered the enemy reconnaissance team unexpectedly. A fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides. The battle lasted for ten minutes and ended with the bandit reconnaissance team having zero casualties, killing 22 people on the other side and capturing eight people.

After urgently interrogating the enemy, the reconnaissance team followed the clues and found out the enemy's main force heading west at high speed, trying to ambush in the valley south of Gyro Valley. ….

Under the command of Fatty, the Second Regiment of the Second Armored Division of the Bandit Army marched quickly, rushing to the southern valley before the enemy entered the ambush position, occupying the favorable terrain, and successively annihilated the two enemy armored regiments moving from the northeast and east, and pursued the victory. , guarding the westward passage of Jie Pen's troops who were defending Gyrogou.

An hour later, the main force of the bandits successfully passed through the Gyro Ditch. The First Armored Division of the bandit army immediately turned east and attacked Jiepen's troops westward with all its strength.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, the deputy commander of the 25th Group Army Jie Peng, who knew that he could no longer hold back the main force of the bandits in the fifth theater, saw the heavy losses of his troops and ordered an evacuation.

At this point, Jie Peng's 25th Group Army completely gave way to the passage.

The only thing standing in the way of the bandit army is the 21st Sousse Army!

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"The current location of the 21st Sousse Group Army is approximately here, with a strength of four divisions. Because the mountains are rugged and difficult to travel, the few tourist-grade roads cannot provide sufficient mobility. Therefore, they have adopted a strategy of spreading out and advancing together. . Its leading troops should have already approached the front line of the Four-Nine Peaks."

In front of the combat map on the side of the command mecha, Pereira gestured with the electronic pen in his hand: "If it weren't for our Sherlocks theater troops, under the command of the command headquarters, we would launch an attack on the area controlled by the 21st Suss Army in the front. In counterattack, I’m afraid the enemy will advance even faster.”

On the two rows of alloy chairs in front of Pereira, more than a dozen bandit and coalition division-level officers were either listening intently, staring at the map and thinking, or discussing in low voices.

The cockpit of the mecha exuded a strong smell of engine oil, and from time to time there would be bumps as the mecha moved forward. Amid the roar of the engine, the tooth-grinding click of the suspension system could be vaguely heard.

Outside the window, the mountain and forest slopes of varying brightness passed by. As the mountains turn, the light gradually becomes brighter. After flying all the way back down the hillside, he suddenly fell off the cliff with a somersault, and his vision suddenly became clearer.

At a glance, there are mountains in the distance and clouds in the sky like fire. Half-covered by a few wisps of clouds, a ray of setting sun burned quietly. On the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain, on the rolling hills, grassland, and beside the stream, countless Allied mechas lined up in parallel queues, like a long camel caravan with no end in sight in the desert, heading northward.

"The current situation is probably like this," Pereira put down the electronic pen in his hand and raised his hand to check the time. "The enemy's intention is very obvious, which is to seize the Four-Nine Peak and cut off our army's path to the north. Through the fifth theater The key is who is faster!"

"This is to be expected. It is easy for the enemy to judge our intentions and see the importance of the Four-Nine Peaks." Bonnie stood up. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "But we are not afraid of them."

The sunlight that penetrated the portholes cast several slanting beams of light in the cabin. Countless dust particles were scurrying around in the light pillar, like the waves splashing when the sluice was released. The girl's slim body is bathed in the sunshine, and her red hair is like a flame ignited by the setting sun.

Looking at Bonnie in front of them, the officers were a little distracted for a moment.

Along the way, Bonnie's military command ability has been recognized by everyone.

What everyone remembers is the knife-sharp cutting of the troops she commanded in Frenço, the fierce collision on the west bank of the Dole River, and the tofu-like attack methods since St. John. But her beauty is not as impressive as her decisiveness in killing.

At this time, looking at this beautiful face that confuses all living beings, everyone suddenly discovered that there are some women in this world whose wisdom and beauty are directly proportional. Although there are not many, as long as there are one or two, they are the most enchanting ones that can captivate and conquer the entire world.

Thinking about this, the only woman in the mythical army is now the commander of the bandit army. The officers had a feeling of great changes. ….

It seems like this war has been fought for many, many years. In the turbulent flames of war, there are too many people and too many things that have been taken on completely different trajectories by the wheel of fate.

I just don’t know where Reinhardt, the former commander of the Mythical Legion, who has escaped Gacharin, is now.

"However, I believe that after the Jie Peng 25th Group Army was eliminated, everyone no longer ranked the strategic position of Sijiu Peak first."

Bonnie's voice brought everyone back from their brief daze. Watching her open the electronic file in her hand, she said: "According to the intelligence from the headquarters, after the defeat of the Jie Peng 25th Group Army in Feisha Valley, for some reason, it has suffered a huge loss.

Under the command of Major General Margaret, our garrison troops at Linshan and Jingfeng Valley are now fully engaged in counterattack. Not only did they recover a large amount of lost ground, they also surrounded and annihilated two regiments of Jiepen's 2513 Armored Division. "

The more they listened, the brighter the officers’ eyes became. When Bonnie closed the folder, some teachers couldn't help but cheer.

The bandit troops crossed the defense area of ​​the 25th Army Group of Jiepen, not only annihilating nearly four divisions of enemies, but also completely disrupting the deployment of the Jiepen people.

In order to contain the bandits, Jie Peng's 25th Army deployed most of its troops, leaving only two divisions on the front lines of Binlin Mountain and Jingfeng Valley.

The defenders of the Fiji Alliance seized the opportunity and struck hard. Although they only annihilated one of the divisions, with the 25th Army's frontline troops empty, this victory meant an absolute strategic advantage!

At the same time, this also means that Jie Peng's 25th Army is no longer a concern. As long as the 21st Suss Army on the front could be defeated, only one regiment needed to be left on the Four-Nine Peak, which would be enough to protect the entire retreat of the bandit army. Let the main force of the bandits who are responsible for the roundabout task completely throw away their worries.

There is nothing better than this news!

"Is it the battle commanded by Major General Margaret?" Pereira's eyes lit up. As a senior general of Feiyang, he was no stranger to this military genius trained by Hastings.

"The fighter plane was caught so accurately!" a commander of the Chakna division praised.

"So," Bonnie smiled and looked at the fat man, "the only thing left for us is to kill the 21st Suss Army. Let this battle turn against us from the beginning!"

In the command mecha, it became quiet.

Everyone focused their attention on the fat man who looked like an old god.

No one doubted that they would eventually witness a great victory. Everyone just wanted to remember this process firmly for this fat man under the sunset.

"Stuart." The fat man called calmly without getting up.

"Arrived!" Stewart glanced at Rashid with a proud look on his face and jumped up.

"Order the First Regiment of the Second Division to march urgently and reach Maple Leaf Slope, five kilometers southeast of Sijiu Peak, within half an hour to block the enemy's path."

"yes!"

"Rashid."

"Here we come!" As the stocky Rasheed stood up, he bumped Stewart hard.

"The First Armored Division fought very hard along the way. However, we have no time to rest." Fatty said: "I ordered the First Armored Division to immediately turn eastward and within two hours, detour back to the enemy's main force. Waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack."

"yes!"

"The enemy has a regiment stationed at Sijiu Peak. If nothing unexpected happens, in addition to sending engineering mechas to build positions at Sijiu Peak, other combat units of this regiment will definitely move forward to block us and become their main force. To gain time."

The fat man looked around: "Besides, if I were Commander Susi, I would order some of the troops to abandon the logistics units, move forward lightly, and get to the Four-Nine Peak first!"...

He rubbed his brows and patted his face: "This battle is not easy to fight."

In the cabin, the atmosphere became solemn. Everyone knows that what the bandit army lacks is not combat power, but time!

God knows how long Sunset Mountain can hold on.

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"kill!"

Stiller roared angrily, and the mecha pulled out a phantom and slammed into a Seuss [Madman] mecha.

Amidst the deafening impact, the madman was knocked straight out like a fired cannonball.

At the moment of impact, the Suss mecha's body was horribly distorted, and its outer shell and external armor were shattered inch by inch and scattered around. The dust attached to the body was stirred by the vibrations and airflow generated during the impact, forming a rapidly spreading ring.

"Come on, what a fool!"

The Madman mecha crashed into the Suss armor group that was rushing towards the position like a tide, and rolled down the hill. Stiller stood on the ground, roaring. The scarred mecha looked like a god in the smoke. Beside him, rangers jumped out of their positions and flew down the mountain to meet the enemy army led by the Judge.

In front of the position, the earth raised by the artillery shell rose into the sky. Before it could hit the ground, it was thrown into the sky by the shock wave of another artillery shell.

Mud and rocks fell like a rainstorm, and red flames, like ferocious devils, soared into the sky. Thick black smoke slanted in the wind, billowing up and covering the sky.

In this hellish scene, two groups of angry rhinos finally collided.

The grinding of metal against one's body made one's teeth ache, the sound of impact, the roar of engines, roars of explosions, and the sound of gunfire all rose up into the sky. The distant mountains trembled and hummed in response to the terrifying sound.

"Boom!" An energy cannon landed where Stiller was standing. When the flames rose, the cyan [Ranger] had disappeared.

"Come out!" A judge who rushed forward like lightning snorted and punched the air.

The air was completely blasted by this punch, and a cyan figure, at the moment it emerged, also punched hard and faced the judge.

The iron fists intersected, and the two mechas shook at the same time. Immediately, they each jumped into the air, and at the same speed and in the same posture, they pulled out a side kick.

After a loud bang, the two mechas each rolled over and landed on their sides. A deep scar appeared on the mecha at the same location.

Beside them, more than two hundred cyan mechas and nearly a hundred Arbitrators were fighting together. The hillside was littered with the remains of cyan rangers and black adjudicators.

This is the eighth attack launched by Xiyo, and this is also the only remaining mecha on both sides.

The battle has become extremely brutal.

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.I feel like I have recovered well recently. I actually wrote this chapter yesterday, but I didn’t revise it. Things were complicated today and it was delayed.

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