Counterfeit Hero

The spaceship sails in the endless starry sky. Starting from Hanking to Heidfield, the capital of the Feyon Republic, one needs to pass through eight immigrant systems and fifteen public information, totaling more than 300 flight segments. It's going to be a long journey. The USS President is no ordinary passenger spacecraft.

This is a special spacecraft with extremely strong defense capabilities and extremely high speed. The emphasis is on comfort and survivability. The luxuriously decorated cabins are not inferior to those of seven-star luxury hotels, and have all kinds of living and entertainment facilities. At the same time, the spacecraft is also equipped with a fleet of hundreds of fighters and a powerful firepower system.

If acting alone without escort, the President can defeat a pirate fleet or an E-class fleet alone and escape before a \\{\\}-class fleet enters a radius of 30,000 kilometers. Her radar system, navigation computer and acceleration capabilities were more powerful than most battleships.

But obviously, in this extraordinary period, safety cannot be guaranteed by relying on the performance of the spacecraft itself. After all, everyone knows that Hastings is a greater threat to some people than Vohusis.

Francis' death means that all the previous restraint and forbearance on both sides have been torn to pieces. When we meet on a narrow road, it’s a fight to the death!

There are too many examples in history to prove that when a force that is strong enough and crazy enough breaks through the bottom line and crosses the mountain of rules in a desperate move, their crazy inertia will make them as unstoppable as an avalanche. They will keep rushing forward until they knock off any obstacles or are shattered to pieces.

Margaret stood in the corridor jl, looking at the two men in the ward intently with bright green eyes.

"Have your troops begun to assemble?" Hastings leaned back on the pillow of the hospital bed and said to the fat man casually.

The fat man was startled, and the flesh on his face twitched in embarrassment.

He didn't expect that Hastings' first words when he saw him would be this.

Mars is a mixed bag. Although all the major forces are under the control and integration of the bandits, with Hastings' ability, it is not difficult for him to understand the movements of the bandits.

"Yes." The fat man nodded, not sure whether the old man had understood all his plans.

"It seems that you are not going to save some face for Feiyang." Hastings's deep eyes were like a flat lake. "Are you sure you are ready for everything..." Including failure?

His uncle's! This old monster!

The fat man squeezed his face twice and finally managed an awkward smile.

Hastings lay half-lying in bed. Even when he was healthy, he was not surrounded by people, nor was he mysterious. Even around him, he lacked the loyal but inhuman loyalty that is usually seen in movies and novels. servants and bodyguards.

The tone said that he was Feiyang Military God, but it was better to say that he was more like an ordinary little old man. Kind and approachable, sometimes he looks as ugly as a wrinkled monkey when he smiles.

Perhaps the only thing that makes people feel different about him is that he is too calm. No matter how difficult the situation is, no matter what he encounters, he will always be like a calm lake with calm waves or a quiet maple forest under the autumn sunset.

Not to mention the collapse of Mount Tai before his eyes, even if a saint suddenly pulled down her collar and two big white rabbits popped out, the fat man probably wouldn't even blink an eye!

However, it was this old man who, thirty years ago, achieved the final victory with an almost cold-blooded strategic sacrifice, allowing the Feiyang Republic to overpower the Binart Empire and dominate the universe for thirty years!

It was this old man who had been the number one person in the military for thirty years. Several Feiyan presidents were respectful and submissive to him. The entire Feian Republic relied on his protection.

If it weren't for this former king, he would have been seriously ill. If he hadn't devoted his energy to the Southeast Star Territory, he would have remained puzzlingly calm in the war concerning Feiyang's homeland from beginning to end. Even if I give those people a hundred thousand courage, no one would dare to disrespect or question him in any way.

And now, he is lying quietly away from people's lines, like an old lion that has lost its attack power, or an old mechanical clock, moving without any fluctuation in the dull rhythm of ticking. Towards death.

However, it is only when you sit in front of this man and look him seriously in the eyes that you will understand how unwise it is to despise him and challenge him. He is heading towards death, and the number of times his hour hand can turn is numbered. However, you never know what he will do until the second hand stops completely. If Hastings died quietly like this, he would no longer be Hastings.

He is a chess player standing outside this world, and the human interstellar territory is the chessboard. No one can escape his insight, not even the bandit army as far away as Mars!

"It's not that I don't want to save face." The fat man stiffed his neck and asked, "If I drive the Binart fleet out of the Carlston Galaxy, will I get help and reverse everything?"

"No! The Feiyang Republic is not Chakna. Maybe some people will be grateful to you, but I'm afraid more people still think this is a matter of course." Hastings showed a smile on his face: "Even if you and Feiyang When conflicts arise between Yang and others, no matter whether it's right or wrong, not many people will be on your side out of gratitude." Ugh. """ The fat man looked at Hastingjin suspiciously, wondering what the old guy wanted to do so frankly.

Hastings didn't even look at the fat man, and continued: "Since the Feiyan people are so arrogant, selfish and stupid, then we might as well use some strong medicine. Anyway, this is not what this war really depends on. Country. As long as some of them know how to be afraid and stay away from the Southeast Star Territory instead of dragging their feet unscrupulously, that will be fine!" The fat man's cold sweat broke down with a swipe on the ground! Hearing Hastings use his own tone to find out the thoughts in his mind one by one and expose them to the sun, this feeling made his hair stand on end.

Hastings smiled coldly: "The specific method is to counteract the struggle for Chakna. First, beat him with a big stick. I will kill anyone who offends me, and then I will give him dates. Anyway, Hastings is there to support him. Anyway, the Southeast Alliance has been formed. The bandit army is now strong enough to protect itself. If you get angry, fight in Feiyang, and let the bandit army train!"

"As for whether it will cause the Filipina League to split, and how much trouble it will cause, there is no need to consider it. Anyway, the old guy Hastings got on the ship, and before he died, he would definitely hand over all the information he should give. Don't worry too much. More, as long as it can have half the strength of the Fei Alliance, it will be enough. Hastings stared at the fat man and said slowly.

The fat man was frightened for a while, and he faced Hastings 9! J looked at him and suddenly felt embarrassed: "Is this bad?" "I'm a little surprised, why are you so confident?" Hastings rested his head on the soft pillow and closed his eyes slightly. "I won't tell you." The fat man looked confused.

"Do you know what I think?" Hastings didn't even raise his eyelids, smiled faintly, and said: "If I were twenty years younger, or ten years younger, depending on your ideas, I would dry you and hang you in my Use it as a decoration in his study!" The fat man looked at Hastings with a pair of triangular eyes flickering, and his heart skipped a beat. "But now I have changed my mind..." ""Hastings said calmly = "Rather than let Xiyo bully us, it is better for us to do it ourselves. This time when we go back to Feiyang, you do it and I will support you!" The fat man's eyes suddenly flashed. Suddenly his eyes widened.

"Do you think I won't be angry when Francis is assassinated?" Hastings opened his eyes and looked at the fat man. In those light green eyes, there was undisguised anger, even ferociousness. At this moment, Fatty suddenly discovered that this old guy who looked mediocre and harmless was still the military god who stood in front of the electronic sand table thirty years ago, as cold as a machine! Even if both the enemy and ourselves are already bleeding like rivers! The fat man left, hugged Margaret, and watched her walk into the ward to accompany her grandfather in front of the bed.

He understood why Hastings was willing to let himself attack the treasure he had guarded for thirty years. He has remained calm since the outbreak of this war, not because he did not want his motherland to win, but because he understood better than anyone else that he did not have enough time. The Fei Meng is like a sick elephant. If you want to stand up, you must rely on yourself. The Feiyang Republic is the brain of this elephant.

Hastings Jin has always been in conflict and pain. He interfered in the process of the war but did not direct the battle. He wanted to stand by and watch, but he couldn't bear the torment of guilt. The military, the government, the people..." "Everyone doubts him.

Surviving life after death is not as simple as imagined. It requires experiencing a lot of pain that is unimaginable to ordinary people. After losing his shelter, a new generation of Feiyan soldiers such as Chamberlain, Douglas, McKinley, and Margaret were growing up in the storm. At the same time, he also gained opportunities for growth, as well as the greed and desire that he had always suppressed. The fat man walked through the corridor and walked towards the living area where the bandit pilots were.

The spaceship will arrive at Heidfield in two days. He has already asked for leave from Hastings and plans to go see Bernadotte first. And now, he is ready to study the information about Barbara and the interest group around her!

I don’t know what that woman’s expression would look like when there is no evidence! "He's fine." Hastings looked at the window where the fat man disappeared and said to Margaret who was staring at him. Margaret smiled softly and gently held Hastings's thin hand. "Please arrange it, I'm going to hold a banquet." Hastings closed his eyes tiredly and said: "Now that he has been chosen, it is time for him to take the stage. There was a secretly proud smile on his lips, Hastings fell into a deep sleep...

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