Counterfeit Hero

What kind of plane? The fat man stood on the protruding platform of the cruiser's bridge and saw allied warships of different models retreating from his side, above his head and under his feet. The fat face was full of surprise.

"The West York fleet is approaching. Now its forward fleet has approached to a place only 600,000 kilometers away from the first defense chain outside our fleet." Fang Xiang hurriedly walked to the fat man and handed him a folder. .

"What is the old man doing..." The fat man was confused. He took the folder handed over by Fang Xiang and asked while flipping through it, "There are twenty-one strategic points 400,000 kilometers away..."

"Let me see..." Fang Xiang leaned down her curvy waist and quickly entered commands on the Skynet terminal next to her.

With a soft sound of electronic sound, an electronic interstellar plane like a light film suddenly unfolded in mid-air. On the Double-Pointed Star Corridor, the topography and strategic points of the airspace where the two sides are confronting each other are clearly visible.

"Yes, twenty-one..." Fang Xiang stared at the star map, then looked back at Fatty with admiration.

Since it is a public galaxy, every country has a copy of such a map of strategic points. In order to cope with this battle, when the bandit army went north to face the Banning fleet, they sent out reconnaissance ships to conduct repeated reconnaissance and measurements, striving to make sure there were no errors. Key locations such as behind the obstacle area, the short-distance jump channel, the back side of the planet and both sides of the gravity reef are all marked with green lines and white cursors. The coordinates, gravity data, navigation route and precautions of each place are clear.

Fang Xiang herself is very familiar with these strategic points, but "if she wants to casually tell the accurate data of strategic points in a certain section of the starry sky like Fatty, she asks herself that she can't do it. It's not just her who can't do it." I'm afraid that in this world Most people can't do it.

This is not the fat man's genius, but that he has devoted his whole body and soul to thinking about the situation in the southeast these days, almost going crazy.

Since returning to the Leray Joint Office, he has conducted countless tactical drills every day in different galaxies, different flight segments and jump points in the southeast. His only imaginary enemy is the Western-Japanese coalition led by Sober.

Facing the enemy that all the Fei League generals feared, he fought against it like a moth fluttering to its tip.

In the eyes of many, this is laughable.

A mechanic soldier who had never attended a military school or received an orthodox military education actually fantasized about defeating the most talented military strategist in the world. Rather than saying that he is brave, it is better to say that he does not know the heights of the world.

Compared with the stunning Sobol, this fat man looked like a toad.

However, in this toad's mind, he had already fought against Sobol countless times.

He studied Sobol's life, analyzed the battles he commanded, speculated on Sobol's tactics, guessed his ideas, and fought with him in the deduction computer.

From Metis to the 0.3 galaxy, and then from the 0.3 galaxy to Leray Central*, and even to Bermuda, Longbow and the southeast passage north to Lesk, the strategic points of each galaxy have been firmly imprinted through arduous deductions. In his mind!

Although Fang Xiang still doesn't know if Fatty has found a way to finally defeat Sobol, she knows that with this guy's almost masochistic work, his attainments in military strategy and tactics are increasing at a geometric speed.

The fat man is struggling.

Although this man looked like he didn't care about anything on the surface, he had tried his best to defend the Leray Federation and protect the people around him.

When he greets you with a playful smile in the morning, you don't know how late he worked late the night before, how he sat in front of the computer with a frown on his face, how he gritted his teeth and grabbed his hair and wandered around the room.

When he walked into the conference room wearing a neat military uniform, chatting and laughing with senior federal officials, and sat at the conference table with a serious look on his face, you wouldn't know that he had just come off the training ground of the bandit army and had just met with Together, the bandit soldiers completed training that ordinary soldiers could not imagine. And while the most demanding bandit officers and soldiers were already resting, he was running around for Le Lei.

There are also new weapons research in the military laboratory, logistical supplies for the bandits, frontline combat plans, the construction progress of the mecha warships at the Mars Industrial Base, the new space jump exploration fleet, the Leray immigration project..., by his side , always surrounded by countless tasks. The people who come to him to sign every day are like mantises crossing the river. .

In Leray, it was well known that this guy and the kid were hiding in a corner, smoking, chatting and lazing around. On the surface, everyone would rush into action and search for him all over the building and base. But in fact, no one hopes to find him soon. Many times, people know where he is, but they just don't tell them. They would rather follow everyone upstairs and downstairs. He searched everywhere, unwilling to let this fat man who only slept two or three hours a day start his endless work again.

No one knows what the final outcome of the Southeast War will be. However, for Fang Xiang and every woman around Fatty, these are no longer important.

The important thing is that in this troubled world, they accompany this man, fight with him, experience together, and even if they die together in the end, they have no regrets.

"It shouldn't be..." The fat man turned around in a circle a little anxiously, then turned to look at Fang Xiang: "The most suitable place for defense in the Double-Pointed Star Corridor is this section. And in this section of the airspace, the three Of the fifteen strategic points, 400,000 men had already occupied twenty-one of them. The old man had no reason to let the fleet stay where it was and wait. "It is much safer to take the initiative to fight than to put the enemy in front of you and then start a fight..."

Fang Xiang nodded. I also feel a little strange.

She guessed: "Could the marshal have set up ambushes at several strategic points in the first chain of defense to lure the enemy deeper?!"

Fat Taro thought for a while, slowly shook his head and said: ... When he could not speak, the battleship had already passed through the tail formation of the Fiji Alliance command cluster and was entering the main battleship formation in the center of the command cluster. Compared with the cruiser, the huge battleships beside it looked like mighty giants.

The fat man was lying on the railing beside the porthole, holding his chin with his hand, looking at a Feiyang, Unicorn, class battleship that was slowly retreating, and said, "I used to learn battle examples from Mr. Russell." For every battle example, the teacher would ask me to analyze it myself. After I came to the conclusion, he would explain a little more to me. At that time, I discovered that in the famous battles in history where famous military strategists fought against each other, the final decision was made. The key to victory or defeat is not traps and schemes. ", he turned to look at Fang Xiang: "Maybe the plots and traps are already integrated into the bones of commanders of their level and have no effect. Therefore, they pay more attention to the use of troops." Basic parts such as intelligence collection and logistical support..."

"So, do you think that the Allies have not taken action yet and have not followed Marshal Hastings' tactics..." Fang Xiang asked.

"Yes. In such a clear-cut battle between horses and horses, whether it is Sobol or the old man, what they want to compete more is command..." The fat man suddenly smiled slightly: "The old man said that Sobol is suspicious and conceited by nature. This time The battle was another battle of revenge that he had been looking forward to for thirty years. In order to defeat the old man, he even gave up personally leading his army north to attack the Trifland system, which was a more important battle for Xiyo. Therefore, he absolutely I won’t allow myself to make mistakes…”

The "ship" has slowly approached the flagship, Heidfeld.

"Let's go, the answer will be revealed soon..." The fat man said with a playful smile: "Maybe this is just a joke played by the old man and Sobol..."

joke? ! At this time, three hundred A-class fleets are facing each other?

Fang Xiang half-opened her mouth, looking at the fat man's back, feeling a little knotted in her head.

Although the battle hadn't started yet, she found that she could no longer keep up with Fatty's thoughts.

Perhaps, at the chessboard where Hastings and Sobol were playing, the only person qualified to stand by and watch and know their moves was this honest-looking mechanic!

"In the command hall of the Heidfeld," the generals looked at the Skynet screen with their mouths open.

Three hours have passed." The forward of the Western York fleet has just approached to a place 500,000 kilometers away from the Fei League fleet. Its main force is still slowly pressing up at a position of 700,000 kilometers. It seems to be closed at Hastings. From the moment he opened his eyes, Sobol got a tacit understanding to postpone the war.

what on earth is it?

Just when everyone was confused, the automatic door of the command hall opened, and a fat man with a pair of "catty ears" and a pair of small eyes, and a simple and honest appearance walked in.

Behind the fat man were several bandit soldiers and a stunningly beautiful female major general.

"It's Fang Xiang from Salega! I've seen her!" The crowd started to commotion, and an allied major general excitedly pointed at Fang Xiang and said to his companions. I heard it's the Flower of Sarga." Many people cheered and rushed to the railing, looking towards the automatic door in the distance.

"She's so beautiful. I heard she is also in the bandit army. Who is the fat man next to her?"

After a moment of silence, everyone whispered at the same time: "Tian Xingjian!".