Counterfeit Hero

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"The smell is wrong!" The fat man frowned as he watched the blood shadow mecha group marching slowly on the hyperopia. The disappearance of the two armored battalions made him realize that things did not seem to be under his complete control. Therefore, he felt an inexplicable threat.

The blood shadow mech regiment continued to advance. The 120 mechs of the former team had already crossed the Lorenzo V bridge. The fleet in the middle is passing one after another.

"Colonel!" Seeing the blood shadow mech regiment about to enter the ambush zone, Colt couldn't help but ask, "Can't you fight?"

The fat man didn't answer. He looked at the electronic sand table silently. His brain was like a fast-moving machine, a pair of fat hands, tapping on the keyboard quickly, and the deduction steps were flipped one after another on the screen, deducing icons one by one, like Air bubbles floating from the bottom of the lake appeared on the electronic sand table.

"I want to break each other ..." In the headquarters of the North Alliance of the center city, next to Selwall, a black and thin middle-aged man, with his slender and strong fingers, gently pressed on the electronic map In the town of Prov, a dark and angular face with a playful smile: "Sturdy shell, sharp weapons, used to protect the softest core, but you do n’t understand when you can only see the enemy With a weapon in your hand, you can't win this battle! Really thought I would only send such a small force to attack? "

In the combat command room, the bustling military staff members were busy in their respective posts, communications, battle situation gathering, sand table deductions, orders were issued ... People came and went from foot to foot.

Occasionally, the eyes of the staff will involuntarily fall on the middle-aged man in front of the huge electronic map. Without exception, all eyes are full of respect and admiration, and there is a trace of uncontrollable excitement-the battle has reached this point, the military commander of the North Alliance, Feller, has finally shot himself.

The gangsters in Provincial Town will not know that their opponents have the deepest commanding skills, not the Commander-in-Chief of the ASEAN Armed Forces, Selvor, nor the Colonel Chuck of the Suss Armored Regiment, but the silent character Chief of Staff of the North Union Armed Forces

If the bandits who think they are powerful are still intoxicated by the record of 120 Mechs annihilating the First Assault Regiment, then there is no doubt that waiting for them will be a tragic defeat-any fee Erle, have already paid the price.

At the age of 16, he entered the Lane Commander Academy as a military exchange student between the Federation of Siljak and the Republic of Lane. Five years later, graduate with first place! At the age of twenty-eight, he became the youngest major general of the Silyak Federation. Before leaving the Silyak Federation, he commanded a total of nineteen battles, and scored eight total opponents, six defeats and two super wins with fewer wins and more wins.

For the remaining three times, under the attack of the enemy's superior force, the defense line he was in charge of was like a copper wall and an iron wall dripping with water!

This distant cousin of Selwall is a recognized military genius among the Nadmik dynasty! At the beginning, in order to help him break away from the Silyak Federation, the Revival Association sacrificed six senior agents and used eight merchant fleets. Fairle's mysterious defection has become the biggest scandal and secret of Silyak's military.

It is no exaggeration to say that if he has served in the Silyak military so far, then he is already a generation of famous generals!

His tactical thinking is simple, but no one can imitate-collect and create every advantage, and expand it infinitely.

This tactical style requires not only experience, but also a natural talent for computing! When an army under his command appears in front of you, you will feel a bulldozer blasting in. The huge shovel, in the process of advancing, launches a hill, burying the desperate you alive!

He always saves his energy in silence, when he shoots, it must be a fatal thunder blow!

If the rise of the Northern Business Alliance relies on Selwall's leadership and keen political sense, then the Northern Business Alliance has not only been weakened in countless battles, but has gradually grown! It is precisely the military ability that relies on Fairler.

In the previous genre wars, Fairler never spoke a word on the specific tactical command. All combat plans and battlefield command are independently completed by the North Union Operations Command. In addition to looking at the battle report lightly, Selwall does not intervene and instruct strategy and tactics at all ...

Because he disdains to do it!

If, with Selwall's painstaking efforts to accumulate advantages over decades, with the support of the Soviet army, the Northern Business Alliance could not beat the three major schools, the combat command will be sent in with great effort The military staff officers trained by the military schools of various countries have simply committed suicide!

Today, Fairer personally stood in front of the electronic sandbox in the command room.

For the bandits who annihilated the first armored assault regiment, Fairler had to bury him personally.

On the electronic sand table in front of Fairle, the same terrain as the fat man appeared. However, unlike the fat sandbox, Fairle's sandbox has three red arrows.

A group of soldiers from the east of Provincial Town penetrated northeast. The two North Alliance mixed regiments departed from the northern industrial zone showed a pincer attack on the northwestern defense of Provincial Town.

The other is the westward movement of the No. 7 Resource Highway east of Prov Town, which is six infantry regiments and two armored battalions from Xianlong Port! Their target is the Eastern Line of Defense outside the Scadiwo base in the east of Provincial Town.

And the last one was in the mountains of the Mishan Mountains, 120 kilometers from the right wing of the Sousse Armored Regiment. That's a detour, a thousand [Far East Victory] class mechas straight in the south of Prov Town to the center!

In addition to the five armored battalions responsible for the blood shadow mech regiment stationed in the center city, as well as the mech regiments remaining in the major ports, this time, the North Alliance can be described as coming out of the nest. Before the three-way attack, six red arrows, like six daggers, stab the heart of the bandit!

Kill the Provincial Town, the bandit army is the dog of the family! The newly formed genre mutual aid alliance will also be completely disintegrated.

"I didn't expect that the small town of Provo would have developed so rapidly." Standing next to Fairle, Selwall smiled and looked at the six fiery arrows on the map, as if he saw the end of the bandit army. : "If it is not a hostile camp, I would really like to see that Lere hero. With his help, we can dominate the free world even without the alliance of the Sussex Empire!"

"Are your goals only to dominate the free world?" Fairler gave Selwall a light look.

"Haha." Selwall shook his head with a big smile: "If it is just this goal, how can you abandon everything from the world standing behind me? I just lamented the development of the bandit for a short time, just a few In January, they almost exceeded our control. It's amazing. "

"Out of control?" Fairler said blankly: "Since you deliberately attacked the snake, when did the bandits move away from our sight? During this time, they are growing, and our gains may be more. Right? "

"That's true." Selwall laughed.

"A so-called Lere hero, 120 mechas, wants to play tricks in the free world ..." Fairle looked at the electronic map proudly and said coldly: "They are too much Do nothing at all. "

"I didn't expect ..." Selwall said: "They are not the first troops of the Filipino League to intervene in the free world, but just a group of dogs for the family! It has been a few months since the world, and there is no behind Any support, dare to play this white wolf with empty gloves. If they succeed, my life will be white! "

Fairler tickled the corner of his mouth disdainfully, without speaking. For Provincial Town, he arranged a dead end. He did not believe that the so-called bandit army could escape this already formed net.

"You said ..." Selwall put a smile on his face and frowned. "If Chuck knows that we will use them as victims and use them to contain the main force of the bandits, they will will not........."

The serviceman brought two cups of coffee and placed them on the table beside Selvor and Fairler.

Fairler watched the soldiers leave and said lightly: "Do I have to care about the feelings of a dead man or a loser?"

He turned his head and looked at Selvor ’s eyes: "The Sousse Empire only respects those who can win. Whether this person is their own, their allies, or even their enemies! As long as we can win. In the face of the Sousse Empire, we have a stronger right to speak! "

"I shouldn't have asked, but it matters a lot ..." Selvor greeted Fairler's gaze: "Can I be sure that it's foolproof? You know, by now, I haven't seen you Battle plan and deduction results. "He turned his head, looked at the six red arrows on the electronic sand table, smiled and said:" Although, just looking at this, I already have enough confidence, but I want to see more To the result. "

"Look at it." Fairler smiled slightly and opened the computer deduction program.

During the start of the program, his finger swiped across the screen of the electronic sandbox.

The deduction begins. The cursor representing the combat troops appears on the virtual screen and begins to move with the program. As the deduction process progresses, the six arrows continue to advance toward Prov Town. The blue line of defense along the way was penetrated one after another by the extension of the red arrow.

The round cursor, which is attached to Fairle's finger, represents the main armored regiment of the Pinch Ridge bandits, and as Fairer's finger moves, it collides with the red arrow again and again. The comprehensive combat effectiveness data, including the equipment, quantity, and quality of the soldiers of both sides, changed rapidly in the simulated battle.

When the circular cursor representing the main force of the bandit army disappears completely after the consumption with the red arrow, the six red arrows leave only the last one. It also penetrated into the center of Provincial Town alone. And quickly rendered the map of Provincial Town into a blood red.

"They have such fighting power?" Selwall looked at Fairle with a shocked face in shock. He did not expect that the final result of Fairle's action was only a terrible victory. The main force of a regiment's bandit army has lost the five-way offensive, which is too incredible.

"I set the enemy forces according to the strongest fighting power in the intelligence." Fairler's stern mouth smiled with a playful smile: "Even if they have such fighting power, they don't have so much time! Come and play this game. "

The deduction procedure was restarted and the situation recovered. This time, Fairler joined the time setting.

The circular cursor representing the main force of the bandits, in the six red arrows, struck left and right and tried to resist. However, no matter how it is done, time passes by one minute and one second. When it finally wiped out the two-way arrows, one of the other four-way arrows had already entered the town of Provo.

All the way through, all the lines of defense in Provincial Town suddenly collapsed. A piece of red, rendered again on the map of Prov Town, the dust settled.

"Look ..." Fairler clapped his hands, shook the Mars Times, and picked up the coffee on the table beside him: "War is art."

The cold sweat of the fat man soaked the vest.

When faced with threats, timid people are always very meticulous. After learning of the enemy's division of troops, the fat man immediately suspended the ambush plan and quickly made a rehearsal while quickly getting in touch with the base.

Russell taught him that fighting is not a child's play. In the thousands of well-known battles he remembered, every mistake made by the commander was at the cost of life.

The fat man vowed at that time that he must not be a victim of these negative teaching materials.

The results of the deduction show that the original four battalions left the blood shadow mech regiment in the west of the central city. After the division of troops, two arrows separated up and down. Although the total number is still the same, the enemy troops attacking Prov Town are no longer three-way, but four-way!

This more and lesser one is related to the success or failure of the anti-encirclement and suppression campaign on the battlefield. In the original combat plan, the fat man formulated a plan to destroy each of the three enemy forces. If the enemy really only has three ways, after the SM three regiments blocked the most powerful Sousse armored regiment and defeated the other two ways, the fat man was still very confident.

No one will understand what kind of team this small team he is leading now! As long as the defense lines outside the town of Provo can stick to it for a while, these three-way enemy forces will absolutely have no way of attacking Provo.

Now, the enemy's division of troops makes the three-way attack arrow become a four-way! Although the total number is the same, fat people have long understood that on the battlefield, quantity is not the determining factor.

Thirty years ago, there was such a war in a local conflict between two countries to the west of the human interplanetary plan. In the face of the enemy's five times the number of superior troops, the commander in the battle example mobilized the enemy's main force with a tactical deception, and then attacked the enemy's headquarters with an armored battalion to win the war.

At that time, the armored battalion was exposed less than ten kilometers away from the enemy's headquarters, exposed to its tracks, and encountered a small number of defensive forces desperately blocked. However, in the end, they still made full use of the time difference of the enemy's movement, dashed in a straight line, and destroyed the enemy headquarters that could not be transferred in one fell swoop.

That battle example fully explained that intelligence is the basis of war, and that once the core weaknesses are exposed, a small amount of troops can also determine the outcome of a battle!

Although the deduction is not optimistic, but the fat man's mood is not too frustrating. After all, Russell ’s teachings have long allowed him to develop the habit of leaving room for making combat plans. The fat man's most worrying thing is that if the enemy's offensives go on more and more, then, for the bandits, things are overwhelming!

The less you want, the more you get. As soon as the rehearsal was completed, the fat man got the news that he did n’t want to hear the most from the contact with the base-the bandits were stationed in several observation points around the town of Prov, the longest, which had not been with the base for more than 45 minutes Got in touch.

Upon hearing the news, the fat man's mind was blank, and the whole person was ignorant.

These observation points are all "refugees" sent by bandits. They are served by relatives of the bandits, distributed around all high-grade roads and resource roads within a thousand kilometers around the town of Provo.

Within 500 kilometers, all areas where Mech can pass have more or less such "refugee" settlements. Fat people call this monitoring system the naked eye skynet. Under this simple and effective monitoring, no large-scale army can be silently close to Provincial Town.

Originally, such an observation point should be very safe. The people at the observation point are ordinary families. In this era of war, such refugees can be seen everywhere. Cities, agricultural areas, industrial areas, deep forests and old forests ... No one cares about the existence of these people.

If you want to escape the eyes and ears of these people, unless the army moving to the town of Prov, sends out sharp soldiers and mechs to kill all the residents along the way that may expose their tracks, slaughter!

With the exception of lunatics and demons, fat people don't think any human will do this.

But now, several "refugee" observation points in different observation circles in the same direction ... are missing at the same time!

There are four refugee observation points 60 kilometers along the 7th resource road in the east, two refugee observation points in the agricultural area of ​​the Calif River in the south, two observation points in the windmill plain, and the most critical, the Mishan Mountains. A must-go road leading to the back of the Pinchi Mountain Range is set at an observation point in Mishan Pass!

The fat man entered the coordinates of these observation points into the electronic sand table. Two lines moving towards the town of Provo appeared on the sand table-beyond the four arrows, there were two more!

The two enemy armored battalions under the mountain have completely passed the Lorenzo River No. 5 Bridge and are maintaining a medium speed and advancing southwest. The sound of mech footsteps, the crunch of the track rolling the road, the roar of the engine, noisy and harsh. The open soldiers on the two wings in front of the team almost passed under the eyes of the ambush bandit soldiers.

However, until the enemy passed the ambush circle, the fat man failed to give the order to attack. Sweaty, he stared at the electronic deduction program repeatedly computing the deduction data again and again. He could not believe that, in order not to reveal his whereabouts, the enemy was so devastated!

Except for the observation point of Mishan 1760 Pass, which is a small gathering place of reclamers, most of the observation points are located close to densely populated refugee gathering areas.

The fat man was trembling all over, and he could completely rule out the identity of these observation points. Then, there was only one fact. This route that the enemy traveled was paved by ordinary civilian bodies and stained with their blood Red route!

It's going to be a dead bone ......... The opponent is a **** bastard!

The noise is getting smaller and smaller. Armored forces of the Northern Alliance walked out of the ambush zone.

The bandit fighters who hadn't been able to wait until the fat man ordered gathered from all corners of the lurking, watching the silent [Ranger] No. 1 in the mountain forest at dusk, looking at each other.

No one knows exactly what happened. These elites from various schools have turned their attention to the second person that this group takes for granted-Wei Jianshan.

Wei Jianshan frowned and walked in front of the fat man's mech, rolled over and climbed up ... Then he settled there.

Through the canopy, he saw, sitting in front of the center console, when the fat man who quickly knocked on the keyboard raised his head, his expressionless face, those confused and angry eyes!

Is this war?

War is by no means a reason for slaughtering innocent people and arbitrarily depriving life!

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