Counterfeit Hero

The setting sun has completely submerged into the distant horizon of the city, and the sky is darkening rapidly.

The electronic lights turn on automatically, and the iron rosewood desk and coffee-colored leather sofa exude a delicate luster under the soft light. The thick cashmere carpet underfoot is soft in texture and solemn in color, making the study peaceful and quiet.

The reporter was in a daze for a moment.

When he asked the question about Li Fu's death, he did not expect to get a positive answer.

In the eyes of himself and many historians, this legend is more like many anecdotes handed down in human history, just some boring human hearsay passed down by false rumors.

When I asked this question casually, most of them were out of curiosity, but also some wanted to finalize this absurd but widely circulated rumor.

However, he never dreamed that this was actually true.

How can a person be angered to death? This question is difficult for people to figure out.

He is not Li Fu, he does not have the paranoia and madness of the survivor of the Nademik dynasty, nor does he look at the faintly smiling Hastings on the blazing battleship and despair in the explosion.

Since William III announced his surrender, the war has actually ended. The subsequent battle has no influence on the overall situation at all. It is just the stubborn resistance of some small Western countries.

From the outbreak of the Battle of Ludreit on March 28 to the capture of William III on April 8, there were ten days in total. During these ten days, the entire war situation was like a rolling train that went from heaven to earth. Ten days ago, Xiyue was aggressive and had the momentum to dominate the world. Ten days later, the Fei League successively annihilated the two main forces in the West, one in the south and one in the north, and captured Sobol and William III, establishing victory.

Later generations will call those dazzling ten days the Ten Days of Victory.

The capture of William III and the death of Li Fut were the last notes of the "Ten Days of Victory", the final movement of that war.

"History" is always dazzling. The drama of the truth that people unearth afterwards far exceeds even dramas, movies and the most absurd and imaginative novels.

The reporter originally thought that the heavy note was the fire and explosion of Li Fo's flagship, but he did not expect that the note was so strange and low, like a long sigh.

“Without sacrifice, there is no victory.”

When Lever and the officers of his group regarded Hastings's famous saying as a guideline and let countless passionate and impulsive soldiers follow them on the path of no return of militarism, no one thought that "this sentence would become their The final portrayal! However, this time, Li Fu became the victim of seducing William III. And the victory belongs to Hastings and Tian Xingjian.

For a time, everything that happened in that era and all the characters came to mind one by one.

Hastings, Tian Xingjian, Sober, Lever, Hamilton, Russell, McKinley, Flavio, William III, Nicholas V——

They may be wise and quiet, cunning, resourceful, talented, ambitious, loyal and fearless, or perseverant. Everyone's face is so clear and vivid.

It was a war-torn era. An era that belongs to them.

No matter what their goals were, no matter whether they represented justice or not, they all left their voices in that era, their footprints, their ideals, their blood, their joys and sorrows.

Each of them is a note of that era. Their lives were completely burned for that era.

And with the dramatic death of Li Fu, the vast era has been condensed into a stage play with changing lights, gorgeous scenery and ups and downs of plot, and it has come to an end.

All the grudges and hatreds, and the smoke of gunfire all over the sky, turned into that long sigh. Fading away.

The reporter sighed with emotion and closed the notebook.

"Would you like another cup of coffee?" Macchia picked up the coffee pot and refilled the reporter's cup.

"I've already drunk a lot. If I drink any more, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight." The reporter said with a smile. But I thought in my heart, "If I really can't sleep at night, maybe it won't be because of coffee. I am so lucky today" to have the opportunity to listen to Marshal Macchia, who personally experienced the war, talk about the past, and it is so relevant to history. near.

"Last question." The reporter took the coffee and looked at Macchia with bright eyes.

"Oh?" The old man smoked his pipe and said with a smile: "You have a lot of questions. Are you going to let me shake them all off at once?"

"Of course!" the reporter smiled: "This is the only personal interview you have accepted in so many years. If I don't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid I will be fired by my boss who is waiting for me in the office as soon as I walk out of this door. .”

"This is a big deal." The old man smiled and said seriously: "If you ask, you will tell me everything you know."

"The last question actually only has two words...the reporter looked directly into the old man's eyes and said nervously: "Earth! "

Macchia smoked his pipe and was silent. Flying to the sun in March 206-4.

The starry sky has returned to calm.

Everyone stared at the West York flagship with bated breath, which was covered with bandit mechas.

Around the flagship, hundreds of Western warships that were already scarred were scattered. Some battleships had their hatches broken open, some had their tail thrusters destroyed, and some had their hulls completely damaged, with half of their bridges torn off.

In the void, the wreckage of the Xyo Judge is floating everywhere. Two or three hours ago, these Western super mechas were arrogant, but now, they were in a desolate shape. In addition to more than two thousand mechas being destroyed, the remaining Arbitrators have also been watched eagerly by the bandit mecha warriors. They have released the mechas from combat status, shut down their engines, and raised their hands to surrender.

To be honest, from the time when the bandit army of twenty ships appeared behind Sobol's [Central] command cluster at the end of the world, there was no suspense about the battle. Tens of thousands of fighter planes and more than 10,000 vehicles were running rampant. If they were placed far away from the fleet, they might just be a living target for the bombardment of the Sobol fleet. They would not even be able to hurt the command group. But when the fighter planes took the lead in roaring and rolling, When they entered the West York fleet, and the mechas boarded the hulls of the West York warships one after another, the entire battle situation was completely one-sided and massacred.

All the West York warships that resisted were ruthlessly destroyed by the bandit army. The arbiter of an entire armored division tried his best, but tens of thousands of fighter planes and more than three armored divisions of the twelfth generation of bandits were rampant. opponent.

On the observation boat, the cheers had gradually stopped.

Harriman turned his head. Behind him, the arrogant Xiyue people were all dejected and pale. The middle-aged reporter who had punched him looked dull. He muttered something in his mouth. And the female reporter no longer had the arrogance she had before. The blood on his face faded completely." Two lines of tears rolled down his white lips.

"Harriman turned around," Berg, and Ren Shang looked at each other. The three passionate young people laughed, slapped each other hard, and hugged each other tightly!

An edge-piercing plane flew out of the West York flagship, passing through the still burning battleships, the wreckage scattered in the starry sky, the flying bandit fighter planes and countless devil-like, rampant, mecha groups, entering, Hamilton, taro .

When Sobol, escorted by two bandit officers and four heavily armed bandit soldiers, walked through the passage and walked into the room, the first thing he saw was Hess lying quietly on the hospital bed. Tingsi and Tian Xingjian sitting on the bedside.

"How many times have we met?" Looking at Sobol standing quietly at the door, Hastings did not ridicule the defeated general who was neatly dressed and still raised his chin slightly. He smiled faintly and signaled with his eyes: "Please sit down." "

Sobol stared at Hastings, then looked at the fat man carefully, then walked to the chair next to the hospital bed and sat down.

"What are you looking at? Not convinced?" The graceless fat man rolled his eyes and groaned in his heart. Only Hastings has such a good demeanor to invite this life-and-death enemy to ask questions. If it were him, he would have been served with a fucking mace!

"You won." Sobol sat down and said calmly, "Do you have anything to say to me? Or is it just the winner's humiliation of the loser." "

Hastings laughed. He nodded unceremoniously and said: "If we look at our personal grudges," I did win. Thirty years ago, I defeated your father, and now, I have the last laugh in my battle with you. I don't want to be hypocritical and say I don't care, or say something akin to regret. For me, as long as I can defend my motherland, I should be happy. It’s not about grace. "

As he spoke, the old man seemed a little tired and paused slightly before continuing: "However, the war is over for you and me. Your military talent is far better than mine. If you can calm down, maybe this This war will have a different ending. I can win, not because my military attainments are better than yours. But because I know that your desire for revenge is too strong and you need an outlet."

Ventilation...Sobol chewed these three words in silence for a long time, and then said slowly: "A very wonderful psychological tactic."

"Since the outbreak of the war, you have been standing by and watching, letting me have no hope of confronting you. In that invisible psychological battle, I can only wait calmly. Because I know that facing an opponent like you, I can't wait. If there is even a slight gap in your psychology, you will suffer a disastrous defeat.

Therefore, at that time, it was the time when we won victory across the board in Western York. "

"Then, you used the southeastern star field as the battlefield and issued a challenge. That was my last chance. I would seize it no matter what. At least before the battle in the Double Star Corridor, I still maintained my peak condition and was not affected by it. A little external influence, so be careful.”

"But I didn't expect that the Battle of Twin Stars would end in that way. The wish seemed to be fulfilled, but there was no hearty feeling. There was only fatigue and emptiness. My energy had disappeared. The sudden fulfillment of my wish made me feel sad. I suddenly lost my purpose and thirty years of careful self-discipline.”

Sobol spoke slowly, thinking as he spoke. This kind of narration, which was almost like jumping out of the body to observe himself, made him suddenly connect everything before and after, and he suddenly realized it. He smiled bitterly and said: "And when I found out that I was being plotted against me unknowingly, I let my anger blind my reason. Looking back now, at that moment, I seem to have returned to thirty years ago."

He looked up at the ceiling, his eyes as dim as fire." His voice was full of bitterness: "A teenage boy must always remind himself to stay rational and calm in the face of all humiliations. He must wrap himself in a mature shell and "move forward alone and with difficulty towards a goal that almost no one would believe he could achieve - everything he experienced was not as exciting as the legend says."

"The seeds of failure were sown thirty years ago. The humiliation and anger that have been accumulated but suppressed for thirty years can no longer be stopped once a hole is opened." Sober said lowly. Turning his head, he looked at the pale Hastings and the fat man with a simple face, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I lost, I am convinced. But" I will not feel humiliated. Because I am one person and you are two! "

Hastings smiled. The fat man drooped his eyelids. Somewhat resentful.

He knew that "if Sober was given another chance, he might really not be able to defeat this guy who could dissect himself."

"None of this matters anymore." Hastings said, "General Sobol, of course I don't invite you here to humiliate you. I just have a question that I need to ask you."

"Excuse me." Sobol said calmly.

"Before asking this question, I would like to ask first, doesn't the general find it strange?" Hastings said with a smile: "Why are there only countless empty cities left in the capital star of Lere?"

Sobol's eyes narrowed slightly.

Hastings said slowly. "The reason is very simple" because the people of the capital star have migrated to the immigrant star in the new space. "

"New space -" Sobol's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at the old man and the fat man in disbelief, "You...

"Yes! We have discovered the new space jumping technology and it has been realized." Fatty pointed to his nose: "I am the first person to complete the new space jumping technology."

As soon as these words came out, even Sober's calmness could no longer remain calm.

Facing Sobol's shocked gaze, Hastings nodded and said, "The general is invited here because we have a regret that has been bothering us for a long time."

The isolated castle is quiet.

The little girl lowered her head and looked at the little kid with his head on her lap, talking nonchalantly about the experiences he and the fat man had experienced along the way after they left Mozic's spaceship.

She stretched out her white fingers and gently brushed the little kid's curly hair.

At this moment, she no longer looks like an eight or nine-year-old girl, but a shy girl with a ponytail and a white skirt.

And the little kid lying on her lap was no longer a three or four-year-old boy, but a young man with curly hair and a smirk on his face.

The girl looked at the young man. Listen to him talk enthusiastically. In every cell in her body, she can feel the joy of youth and the life of youth. It has completely merged with her.

The girl no longer remembers what happened before. The memory seems to only stay at the moment when the guy in front of her sneaked up and kissed her on the lips. .

Then, the whole world changed. When she woke up from that heavenly world and opened her eyes again, she knew that her life had entered a new stage.

Is this life? Why do I feel that the young man's An Ma, Baozi and the fat man spitting at each other are completely different from what I have known in the past?

"Baby, my name is Adam, and your name is Eve, okay?"

"Hmm." The girl responded softly.

"In this case, that guy should be God. When Fatty comes, we will go back to Earth to meet him."

"Well."

"Do you still want to hear a story? Let me tell you the story of the last time I was in the sky full of war and killing everyone."

"Well."

"That day, I used Fatty's account...

"Adam...

"Um?"

"I-want to watch a movie."

A Fei Alliance fleet entered the galaxy.

When the spacecraft approaches the solar system and sees the Earth. Everyone couldn't help but walk to the porthole. Looking at the blue planet surrounded by clouds and fog, "This is the earth, the birthplace of human civilization." Machia looked at the planet and said to Fujii Tsuyoshi beside him with emotion.

An Lei held Fatty's hand and rested her cheek gently on his arm. He tilted his head and looked at a little girl of eight or nine years old, being led obediently by a kid who looked only four years old. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.

The merchant cargo ships, mercenary fleets and sporadic pirates on the waterway all avoided this huge fleet at a distance.

Since the earth's resources were exhausted thousands of years ago, this place, like Mars, Allah, Odin and other planets, has become a place of exile. It is a paradise for pirates, smugglers and explorers.

Mars, Jesus, Allah and Odin are all later names, named after gods. And the earth is among the five "free" channels and is called the domain of God.

"God" the fat man couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he recalled the little kid's words.

Who would have thought that there really is a God on this planet that is almost forgotten by mankind.

The spaceship lands.

The convoy carrying Hastings, Sobol, Fatty and the other generals from the Fiji League, escorted by bandit mecha warriors, drove along the highway into a silent valley and stopped at a In front of an old building in an abandoned base.

The yellow building's exterior walls are mottled and covered with ivy.

Walk through the door, take the suspended elevator deep into the ground, and a huge automatic door appears in front of you. The little girl opened the automatic door. It seems that they already knew that everyone would come. As soon as Fatty and others walked into the door, a sigh "" sounded in everyone's ears.

"Four thousand years——...

In the dimly lit hall, the lights came on one by one, and a huge central computer and countless instruments appeared in front of everyone.

The sound came from the central computer and echoed in the hall, vicissitudes of life and heavy.

The fat man led the little kid two steps forward, looked around, and finally landed on the huge central computer. I can't help but feel heavy.

The truth of the matter was already clear when he picked up the little kid and the little girl in the no-man's land. "No one of all people understands the causes and consequences of this better than him."

He knew that this was the science laboratory where Chen Xiuqi, the author of the voyage diary he spent when he met the little kid, and the captain of the spaceship, was originally located!

This laboratory is the birthplace of not only the little girl, but also the brat and the central computer that also has an artificial intelligence. It is also the starting point for human civilization to enter a new era. At the same time, it is also the truth behind all secrets.

No one knew that human civilization should have entered a new era several thousand years ago.

It's a pity that a tragedy almost caused human civilization to be destroyed!

History is always created by little people.

Among these little people, a Weibo company commander committed an unforgivable crime.

At that time, it was a dark period when a war broke out between the Immigration Alliance headed by the Vibo people and the Earth Federation. Chen Xiuqi's spaceship, with the little kid in tow, began the journey of "free" evolution. However, just when he was about to return, he was chased by the Vibo fleet. In the end, the spacecraft broke into a one-way jump point, went through many hardships, and finally crashed in Mozic.

Chen Xiuqi lived a lonely life. Hundreds of years later, humans discovered Moziqi, and the first recorded immigrants began to appear.

At that time, Chen Xiuqi didn't know that after he and the spacecraft disappeared, his mentor, Professor Li, who loaded the little kid with countless messy things including pornographic films, did not stop researching artificial intelligence. .

A year later, one of the founders of the Illuminati, a professor with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, messy hair, and a slightly chubby figure, had started the natural evolution process of fourteen artificial intelligences at the same time.

These fourteen artificial intelligences were designed according to the first batch of seven artificial intelligence plans, including Little Kid.

Fourteen plans, twelve failed.

The first one to successfully evolve was the artificial intelligence that the professor named "assistant", which was the central computer in front of him. The second person to successfully evolve was the little girl.

However, the evolution of assistants is not complete. Once his core program leaves the central computer, it will be infected with viruses and crash. Moreover, there was a three-year gap between the assistant and the little girl.

While Professor Li is waiting for the little girl with his perfect plan to appear, the assistant has been living with Professor Li. They conduct scientific research together, brag and fart together, play chess together, cheat on each other, and quarrel with each other.

The relationship between Professor Li and his assistant could not be better described as affectionate than father and son.

In the third year, after a painful wait, the little girl finally showed signs of evolution.

This was originally the most perfect plan in Professor Li's mind. You can imagine how surprised Professor Li was when he discovered the evolution of the little girl. He had even prepared the materials to create a form for the little girl.

But at this time, the Weibo Army invaded the earth.

That day, Professor Li, who had just bought a pair of cute little red leather boots from the town outside the base, returned to the base as excitedly as a child, preparing to create a bionic body for the little girl. As soon as he returned to the base, the base It was attacked by the Weibo Army.

The soldiers on the base were killed, the residents of the small town, and the families of the military personnel in the base living area were all massacred. And when a Weibo company commander led his armored troops into the research institute and attacked the researchers, Professor Li stood in front of him.

"You are committing a crime against the entire human race!" Professor Li looked directly at Captain Weibo.

Trying to protect the lab.

"Kill him." Captain Weibo walked past Professor Li without even looking at him. His interest was attracted by the precious metal materials in the laboratory building and the belongings that the soldiers dug out of the dormitories of the murdered people.

Professor Li fell in a pool of blood.

His blood left a large puddle at the entrance of the laboratory, bright red.

The Weibo soldiers did not know that while they were happily looting and slaughtering, this middle-aged man used the brain thinking sensor he developed to leave his last words to a tearful [central] computer deep underground.

"Don't cry. When the little girl wakes up, tell her that I bought her a pair of beautiful little red leather shoes."

These were the last words of the scientist who had no power but made outstanding contributions to human civilization.

After Professor Li died, the angry assistant began his revenge on mankind.

He became the president of the Illuminati and led humanity's interstellar jumping technology astray. His figure appears in every war.

He gave advanced weapon technology to ambitious people and their opponents. Many scientists, including Professor Boswell's master Caspar, have been mentored by him.

His figure appears in every war. The War of Independence, the Race War, and the Great War. Promoting war step by step consumes resources and allows human beings to kill each other in this cage.

When Fatty slowly told everything, everyone present was shocked.

"Why?" The fat man raised his head and stared at the flashing central computer. "Actually, with your ability, you can completely wipe out mankind in these thousands of years."

The assistant was silent. no answer. After a long time, the instrument indicators on the central computer began to go out one by one.

The little girl suddenly humbled herself and hugged the assistant tightly.

"Those three years were the happiest days in my 4,000-year-old life."

This voice echoed in the hall for a long time.

When the last light was completely extinguished, everyone stood in awe with mixed feelings.

When the old man's narration stopped, the reporter felt as heavy as lead.

After the war, the discovery of new space technology allowed mankind to move towards a broader universe, and the emergence of artificial intelligence Adam and Eve made economic technology leap forward. The world is no longer what it used to be.

People thought that the end of the war forty years ago and the emergence of new space and artificial intelligence ushered in a new era of exploration. .

But who would have known that because of a tragedy, this era was delayed for more than four thousand years.

War is a cancer of human civilization.

This sentence, listening to it at this moment, makes people feel sad.

Who to blame?

Assistants, or humans themselves?

If at first——

The reporter shook his head. There will be no ifs in history. What happened cannot be changed.

All humans can control is the future.

After the age of war, mankind ushered in a greater era of exploration. Countless scientists and adventurers drive spaceships and sail to farther interstellar distances. Everyone firmly believes that one day, human beings will be able to meet intelligent races in this lonely universe and end the days of orphans in the universe.

After saying goodbye to the tired old man, the reporter walked to the door and suddenly turned around.

"I heard that Marshal Tian Xingjian was once wanted for bigamy?" The young reporter asked with a smile: "If a bigamy crime carries a sentence of ten years, wouldn't Marshal Tian Xingjian have to go to jail for the rest of his life?"

Thinking of that honest-looking guy, Macchia also laughed.

"Anyone who dares to arrest him is just a gesture from the government." The old man shook his head and said, "When that guy saw the wanted poster when he went shopping for groceries, he happily took it off and posted it on his doorstep."

The reporter laughed.

"But" the old man said with a mischievous wink at the reporter as he was sending the reporter out: "Having too many wives is not a good thing. That guy's life is almost the same as being in jail."

A certain year, a certain month, a certain day.

The fat man got up from the ground covered in mud, lit a cigarette, panted and waved to a little guy who was almost a replica of his childhood: "Son, let's play again later, daddy can't do it anymore. Take a breather."

"How can a man say no?" The six or seven-year-old fat man looked disdainful.

The fat man fell down on the garden grass and looked at the sky blankly.

"Fat man" the little fat man laid his head on the fat man's belly: "If it weren't for your classmates and teachers who said you would be beaten to death, I wouldn't believe you were still a hero before."

The fat man looked unhappy.

"Bah, whoever wants to be a fucking hero is a bastard!"

"I don't want to be a hero either."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of death. If I'm caught and forced to confess, I'll definitely do anything. I'll even tell you how many mothers' rooms you visited at night."

"You dare, little bastard!"

"Hey, fat man, you are so cowardly that you dare to threaten me. Believe it or not, I will cry now."

"Okay, little ancestor, I was wrong."

Liang Hui said, "Fat man, who do you admire most in this life? My mother said, is it our grandpa?"

"Well, your grandpa counts as one."

"Why? Grandpa is not a hero."

"Son, not everyone in this world is a hero, but in everyone's heart, there is a hero. In the eyes of me, your mother and your grandma, your grandpa is a hero."

"Oh... Grandpa is one, then who else is there?"

The fat man stared at the sky, and before his eyes, the backs of Hamilton, Brown, Snyder and thousands of stormtroopers appeared again.

"There are many more people. Many, many more." (End of book)

After four years, I finally finished it. I had mixed feelings for a while. I’ll talk about my remarks in a few days. .