Counterfeit Hero

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name www.readwn.com (the first letter of literature + org dot com, readwn.com) to find the way home!

The PT-8911 galaxy adjacent to the Mars free galaxy is a small galaxy with only one planet.

Like other numbered stellar galaxies, they can be individually labeled and numbered in the vast PT-89 galaxy. This proves that this star system is one of countless points in the Mars Freeway.

Among the interstellar waterways, the most complicated ones are those of the free world. These vertical and horizontal densely meshed lines composed of countless jumping points are the trails of life and luck drawn by life and luck in the universe for thousands of years.

Unlike the main channel of human mainstream society, the free world channel can never be made into a complete and accurate interstellar navigation map.

The jumping points, obstacles, black holes, gravitational reefs, comet orbit timetables and asteroid belts of these waterways only exist in the navigators of various merchant groups, smugglers, adventurers and pirates, and do not communicate with each other.

There are many routes, even in the heads of navigators who have lived in the universe for a lifetime. That's the old book they used to eat. Apart from dictating to their sons or disciples, these old navigators will never tell anyone, nor will they be able to draw them.

This is the way of survival for citizens of the free world, and it is also the way of survival of the entire free world that is isolated from the mainstream society.

Only by relying on these flight paths and relying on the seemingly impassable galaxies in the universe can the merchants conduct trade and smuggle, and the pirates can avoid the powerful military fleets, gangster fleets and anti-smuggling fleets of various countries. Adventurers can hide the small amount of rare ores, plants, and animals that they have discovered in order to survive in this barren world.

These fairways and the vastly hidden free docks and space stations distributed in them are the real free world. Mars Freeport is just one of the largest space stations. Even if Mars planet is conquered or destroyed, the free world still exists.

The PT-8911 galaxy is the first leg of the free and wide freeway that departs from the Free Port of Mars, heading west to Catania or south to the Stargaard. It is also the only way to enter Mars Freeport from the southeast star field.

In the interstellar navigation map of the free world, the PT channel with Class B capacity is a channel that every qualified navigator must master. As the first stop of the waterway, every transition channel in the PT-8911 galaxy and every obstacle zone, the navigators are as familiar as their wives' bodies.

Since entering the PT-8911 galaxy in Mars Freeport, just passing through the first transition channel, the demon eye pirate squadron in the decelerating state has never dreamed that just leaving Mars Freeport, there is a strange The tattered fleet launched an attack on itself.

There is no military radar, only the short-range optical detection and civilian radar of the Devil's Eye sub-fleet. When it finds this high-speed fleet, it has no time to make any evasion. Three armed merchant ships and six frigates, led by a cruiser that almost seemed to break up, suddenly appeared around the squadron in almost a blink of an eye.

"All turn, after the frigate is broken!" The fleet commander of the Devil's Eye Squadron quickly issued an order.

As an experienced pirate who has commanded his own looting fleet in the universe numerous times, the fleet commander reacted almost immediately when he discovered the enemy.

Although the enemy's precise encirclement and the civilian radars available for ordinary use did not surprise him in advance, he was not so scared. The armed merchant ships and three frigates escorted this time were the main force of his predatory fleet. A group of brethren looted each other through battles, and the warships they drove were among the best maintained and equipped in the eyes of the devil.

Although the number of enemy ships on the opposite side is dominant, even one of them is about the size of a cruiser. However, these "battleships" are too old to make people laugh. The commander of the Devil's Eye Fleet couldn't feel any threat to his **** anyway.

In just a few seconds, he made a judgment. It is very close to Mars Freeport, as long as the armed frigate and the three frigates on the left and right sides of the open road can persist for a while, block the enemy ’s first wave of attack, and use the speed to open the distance. Trap yourself. Two transport ships loaded with supplies can quickly return via the transition channel.

To be fair, as a disciplined pirate organization, this pirate leader's pirates can be regarded as well-trained and tacit. In just a few minutes, the armed merchant ship in the position of the leader of the fleet had turned around, holding the front left, blocking the frontal bandit warship, and the three frigates on both wings also accelerated forward, in a triangular formation, Hold the front right. For the steering of the transport ship behind him, he won time and space.

When the sneak attack ship entered the range, the four warships of the Devil Eye Transport Fleet were ready to fire. Its equipped civilian energy naval guns, space torpedoes, and melee laser guns have all extended their armored defense ports, and the rotating turret is also locked under the guidance of the fire control system.

"Open fire!" The commander of the Devil's Eye fleet ordered with a sneer. The enemy ship groups that are advancing at high speeds seem to have little combat experience. They only focus on heading in, but do not conduct ultra-long-range strike blockades, allowing their frigates to occupy a favorable position, not to mention restricting the escape of the transport ship.

I do n’t know if I seize every opportunity to let the victorious enemy fall to his fierce enemies, it ’s not worth fearing.

The light beams of the energy cannon passed through the void. Behind them, more than a dozen torpedoes, extinguishing the jet stream, sprang out from the four warships in a mess.

Facing the demon eye **** fleet that fired first, the crowded attack fleet seemed to have no chance of evasion. They are too fast, and they are too close.

"This group is broken and learns from other people's robbery." The transport captain of the Camel Merchants in charge of this transportation task sneered and just patted the fleet commander's **** everywhere. Also an organization under the Tailiu, the transport captain knew that the current Demon Eye Pirates had not been the same as they were after receiving the cruiser from West. They have surpassed the armed fleet of the Matador Regiment and become the most powerful space force under Tailiu.

The other crew members on the transport ship, like their captains, sneered with ease.

Although these crew members only drive ordinary transport ships, the space battles they have experienced or seen are innumerable. Looking at the mottled hull, the incomplete armor, and the dirty paint on the other side of the assault fleet, which were crowded together and charged, they really could not understand which prehistoric museum these rotten irons came from.

However, after a few seconds, the sneer froze on everyone's face.

The **** ship ’s onboard energy cannon swept through the void and accurately hit the first fast-breaking armed merchant ship, but with the blue light shimmering on the ship that was hit, the energy beam did not The slightest movement disappeared silently.

This kind of scene will only happen in one situation.

That is the intensity of the energy shield of the attacked ship, which is much higher than the intensity of the attack. The powerful energy-neutralizing ability even canceled the explosion wave of the energy bomb.

How can this be?

More than a dozen torpedoes rushed into the attacking ship group in shocked eyes.

This time, the stones thrown into the water finally splashed with water.

Silently empty, as if torn apart by an invisible hand, and exploded one after another, covering the entire fleet. Shock waves formed by explosion flames and rays are staggered in different colors and spread in all directions.

Such a intensive torpedo attack, even a military ship of a great power, can't bear it?

The heart mentioned in the throat fell back into the chest.

Every crew member of the Devil's Eye Transport Fleet couldn't help but groaned horribly, just waiting for the dazzling glare to pass, to see the end of the broken fleet in front of him.

The growl halted like a duck pinched in the neck.

In the blazing fireworks, the broken fleet appeared silently. First their bow, then the hull, one after another.

Still high speed.

"God!"

The crew of the transport ship that just finished turning turned to watch these tattered warships, like fierce beasts running from the ancient wilderness, directly hit the armed commercial ship that was trying to evade the front of their fleet.

The armed merchant ship that had just launched its first volley did not escape this group of oncoming lunatics.

Two tattered armed merchant ships bumped into it without slowing down, one after the other. In the quiet space, there is no sound, only the communication channel, a noisy electronic noise and a few terrified screams. Outside the porthole, the impacted armed merchant ship was smashed by two sledgehammers at the same time, the twisted hull was torn at the moment of impact, and the eternal light of the interior cabin aisle shined through, like a gritty wound.

Then it disintegrated.

The whole ship was broken into three pieces. The energy leaked from the power cabin stained the void in white. The pipes of the life support system were broken, and 21% of the artificial air with oxygen content was thrown into the air. The electronic pipeline was torn off, tangled up in a mess, flashing brightly. Large chunks of hull shells, armor and internal items were scattered.

At the same time, the three frigates on the right front of the fleet also suffered a devastating blow.

The huge and shabby monster ship, like a ruthless monster, directly crashed into the formation of three frigates. After the savage and brutal advancement, the two frigates became debris attached to the front of the tall ship. But the frigate that passed by the strange ship only survived for a few seconds. After a few white lights flashed, the surviving frigate became a dazzling firework beside the tattered giant ship.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The ridicule on the faces of the crew of the two transport ships has not faded, and the heart has become cold. No one has ever seen such a way of fighting in space. The lunatics didn't even bother to fire, they were like a group of wild rhinos. With only their bow, all resistance was smashed.

"Crazy!" The captain of the transportation jumped up, screaming and shouting everyone's voice: "They are crazy, they are all crazy!"

The fleet commander stared at the virtual screen on the console with a whimper: "Who are they, whose fleet is this?"

There is no answer.

On the mottled and ruined ship, there were only a few large or blue or white color blocks, which were vague, and it was impossible to see clearly what was on the ship's identity.

This is a ship that looks like a scrap. After being hit by energy cannons and torpedoes, it is still on the verge of scrapping. After crashing a sturdy armed merchant ship and three frigates, it still looks like that. . Even the rust on the ship didn't seem to be missing.

What could be more terrifying than this?

The fleet commander slumped down on the podium. He knew that for the remaining two transport ships, the more terrifying thing was that they had completed the steering, but they had no time to accelerate their escape.

The attacking fleet that collided in was too close, and the main thrusters at the tail of the two transport ships were exposed to the muzzle of the gleaming energy of this group of evil wolves.

************************************************** ***

"General Tian!" Jeffrey did not know that Tian Xingjian had been demoted to colonel. His knowledge of this fat man was limited to the fat man's public military rank in Gacharin. What's more, it's an impenetrable mystery. There are too many rumors about this Lerei Federation hero, and it is too unbelievable. People can't believe it and have to believe it.

For such a person, and seeing this Mecha team led by him again, Jeffrey really has no doubt. However, after spending two days in the Tailiu branch worriedly, Jeffrey decided to directly ask his own question: "Are we going to stay here?"

"Yeah!" The fat man looking at the Freeport Trading Network looked up strangely: "Is there anything wrong with the elders?"

What is the problem?

Jeffrey didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

In the past two days since a melee battle in Provincial Town, in order to compete for control of major port cities, traffic arteries, industrial areas, and space ports, mercenaries, black forces, and disciples driving mechas under the three major schools Come out.

In the central business district of the central city, the Typhoon Club belonging to Tailiu and the Grey Wolf Gang belonging to the lore, the fighting broke out because of the death of a leader of the grey wolf gang, the two brothers. After dozens of hours of fierce fighting, Waltz Avenue, the center of the battlefield, has been bleeding into rivers.

Then, the addition of the Tailiu Tuya and the lore Liujin Palm Mercenary Corps escalated the battle again. This time, the two sides had a total of fifteen modified mechas equipped with old machine guns to join the battle. Several buildings were burnt down, shops along the street were looted, and all residents in the residential area fled. Even a space city near the commercial area has been emptied and used as a stronghold for the Fang.

With the evolution of the war situation, there is no time to break through the mountains and watch the fire. Several unidentified mecha squads also attacked the mecha branch of Po Shanliu in various districts of the central city, and looted a large freight warehouse under the Po Shanliu and a mecha engine manufacturing plant.

The attackers were clearly prepared, and those who could be transported were transported away, and those that could not be transported were burnt.

There are all kinds of signs that let the broken mountain stream lock the attackers into a lore that has a decent force to protect the neighboring industrial area. Subsequently, the guards of the two sides clashed in the northern industrial zone, and small-scale fighting broke out in the mountain breaking and lore streams. With the joining of Tailiu ’s bullfighter mercenary regiment, the industrial zone in the north of the center city has replaced Waltz Avenue and has become the main battlefield for the three parties to compete for control of the center city.

The war quickly spread to the major port cities around the central city. The lore army of the lore stream fought in Xianlong Port and the 7th Battalion of Poshanliu. The Tailiu and the lorelier competed for the infantry port. Relying on their traditional spheres of influence, several major schools began to establish base areas.

Some mercenary groups and mercenary groups have also joined in this war of redistributing forces. The free world at this moment is already smoldering.

Taking the current Central City as an example, when everyone is in danger, the major schools, business groups, and mercenaries have sent their own guards to divide the warning zone based on the traditional sphere of influence. From the map, the entire center city has become dozens of puzzles of different shapes.

This genre controls a few square kilometers, and that genre controls several streets. What's more, it's because the forces occupying a space city are in a state of panic.

At the junction of the junction, sandbags and isolation nets were piled up, trenches were dug out, and mechas were stationed. Eyeing each other.

All sorts of conspiracies and tricks are flying all over the place to provoke the rift between the verticals and the horizontals. The sound of guns and guns all over the city proved only one thing-Freeport, which was completely messed up.

In this situation, the fat man was still sitting on the Diaoyutai, which made Jeffrey panic.

You know, a day ago, the Pro Branch has issued a statement, and the three elders and the branch director jointly announced that they will draw a line with Cooper. Xintai Liu was established. Announced to call Tailiu disciples.

This statement means that the traditional Thai stream not only broke with Cooper, but also told other schools. Come on, we are helpless and fat here!

I originally thought that after the statement was issued, the fat man would soon organize everyone to evacuate and watch the fire at a commanding height established by the Fiji League. Who knows, this fat man doesn't mean to leave at all.

Looking at the open-air training ground outside the window, dozens of mechas are training in full swing, and the fat man in front of him is confused and innocently bright eyes. Jeffrey shuddered: "Now the situation is out of control, what use do we continue to stay here? Cooper or other genres attack us ... "

The fat man shook his head, sighed heavily, and said with a heavy face: "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and leaning towards the mountains of the tigers. I am really saddened by the fact that the genre tradition with thousands of years of history has been abandoned and destroyed. It is our responsibility to maintain justice and tradition Local responsibility. Even if it is a sea of ​​swords and fire, I will take root here and let the traditional banner of the genre fly high!-I want to rebuild the Confederation of genres! "

Jeffrey stood open-mouthed, his head dizzy.

Such words are not surprising from anyone in the free world.

However, from the fat man who overthrew the tradition of the genre and created this war situation in one hand-it is too shameless. This is simply a blasphemy against all human justice!

What idea does this fat man have to rebuild the genre federation?

"Report!" Markvic, who was in charge of the alert, knocked on the fat man's office door.

"One hundred unidentified mechas were armed on Greenland Avenue, Lakeside Avenue, and Xiangjing Street in Pro Town. According to investigations, thousands of heavily armed soldiers are entering Pro Town. We have shrunk the defense zone. As planned, on Armed three blocks away. "

"Oh?" The fat man murmured: "It's really coming!"

"Who?" Jeffrey asked.

"Who else?" The fat man sneered: "Knowing my identity, we are incompatible with us!"

"In addition ..." Markwich then said to Tian Xingjian: "Commander, there is an old man who wants to see you."

.

.

. (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

If you like a counterfeit hero, please collect it: (www.readwn.com) The literature update of the counterfeit hero is the fastest.