Counterfeit Hero

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"Everyone has heard it?" The fat man turned around, looking around the crowd.

The answer to the fat man was a very low gasp. Warriors, bite their teeth loudly.

Most of the people present have relatives in Provincial Town. Wife, son, parents, that is their home, the most important and most precious thing in their lives. Before they arrived in Prov Town, they had lost many relatives. If even this last relative was lost, they would have nothing!

The fat man wiped his spicy lips with his sleeves and spit on the ground: "Should I tell you what to do?"

Still dead silence. In the cool and cool night, the peaceful faces of the soldiers, reflected in the campfire, clearly showed a kind of fierce wolf like a wolf.

At night, the tall mechs around them cast their shadows obliquely, like steel monsters.

Standing next to the mech body is a group of men who are not so neat.

Some of them are fat, some are thin, some are tall, and some are short. Among them, the oldest is in his forties, and the youngest is in his early twenties.

If these men are placed next to the regular army queue, they are not as good as the militia!

Now, they are standing there quietly, far or near. The queue was not neat, and the uniform was dirty and wrinkled. However, the bonfire's light jumped on their faces and erased it, but it was a breath of murderousness and a toughness not inferior to any ace army!

The queue is the most tidy, not the trump card army.

The best performance in training subjects is not the trump card.

There is only one type of member of the trump card army, that is, all the arrogance and bravery. Their pride is accumulated by an army with a record of victory! Not to mention failure, even if the victory is not clean and neat, it is a shame for them!

Twenty-four hours ago, these folk mecha masters could only be regarded as a group of rookie recruits who were barely going forward.

Although driving the tenth-generation mecha, although they have mastered the mecha martial arts beyond the times, they are still far from the four words of arrogant soldiers. Have not experienced the hardening of blood and fire, and put it in the eyes of the soldiers of the rest of the war, even if they are excellent in skills, they are not as good as shit!

However, twenty-four hours later, under the leadership of the fat man, they had killed several people in and out of the enemy's core hinterland. Defeat the dominant number of enemies again and again, killing the blood again and again. The killing of the soldiers has impregnated the bones with the blood of more than one thousand North Union mechas and thousands of North Union soldiers!

After one hundred years of hardening, one day is enough!

"Beep beep ..." The communicator on the mech rang again. The crisp voice appeared unusually loud in the dead ruins.

The fat man turned back and pressed the on button.

"Colonel Tian ...?" An old man appeared on the screen.

As soon as he saw the man on the screen, the fat man was relieved.

"My surname is Su, Longxinghui, Su Qizhou." The old man smiled.

"I thought you could bear it." The fat man waved boldly and generously: "After an hour, the first airport will give you a word, do you want it?"

"Yes!" Su Qizhou stunned, then answered simply.

"But you can't be white to wow ...." As soon as the other person showed his thoughts, the fat man's face was straight and generous, saying that it would be gone: "We have done all the dirty work, and the benefits behind this ... .. are you embarrassed to take the big head, right? "

A military genius in anticipation didn't expect such a face. From arrogance to bargaining to bargaining, that face became, not even excessive.

For a time, Su Qizhou couldn't help crying or laughing.

Where does he care about the distribution of interests, not to mention that Mars has been completely smashed, even if it is intact, there is nothing worth looking at for the strong national Chachner Republic. What the Longxing Society needs is to control the area of ​​Planet Mars. Eliminate all hostile forces. Cooperate with Chuckner's domestic threat and control of the main channel.

The fat man's present face, in Su Kezhou's view, is as funny as a beggar trying to discuss with a rich man who the big fat meat piece belongs to.

In the study, Su Qizhou and Cheng Zhixuan looked at each other, and felt a little sorry.

This fat man has already shown a staggering military talent, but after all, they are just a wanderer who is about to be captured by the West Atlantic Treaty and the country is divided.

His identity has already doomed the fate of the army he leads.

Judging from the signals transmitted by the Filipino Union Command, they obviously no longer trust the Leray Federation. The failed Leray lost the capital of cooperation with Chakner. Although their vice president was still in the presidential palace all day long, there was no news about all cooperation plans for Leray. Once one day, the Leray Federation becomes the same as the Salgar Federation! Well, all Lere people face more than just a question of distrust.

A fat man in such a country, armed with a militia in the free world, can only be described as grandma without pain or uncle.

Looking at the screen, the dirty face was watching his fat man with vigilant eyes. Su Qizhou smiled lightly and nodded.

Here, it is just a planet without resources. The bandit army has no use even if it brings all the personnel, factories and sites of Mars into his arms! Without a fleet that has always been strong, they can only nest on this planet and deal with them, which is much easier than dealing with the Northern Business Alliance, which has a background of the West Atlantic Treaty and the fleet.

Su Kezhou even believed that when the Mars dust settled, in the future, only one sentence would be needed, and the force pulled up by this fat man would surrender to the Philippine Union. Isn't that what the Philip League Command said? !

Leaving Su Kezhou a simple and contented smile, the fat man cut off the communication.

Looking back, the bonfire was extinguished.

"I need ten people to go to the North League base with me." The fat man looked at the direction of Pro Town and clenched his fists: "There, there are a group of hybrids! We let these hybrids live for a second, and an innocent person dies . Maybe they are our parents, maybe our children ... "

"Fuck, there's no time to talk nonsense with you." The fat man looked at his watch: "Follow me, take a step!"

Without any hesitation, the chaotic crowd, at the same time, moved a step towards the fat man.

"The second combat squad will follow me!" The fat man's eyes were a little red, and he attacked the opponent's base. In the eyes of ordinary people, he was basically going to die, but these fighters took this step without hesitation. This means that, after leaving Lere, he finally has a comrade who can trust his back.

They are Mars, he is Lere.

It was this war that bound them together firmly.

At night, a group of big men looked at each other in silence, and there was a kind of friendship between men called trust.

Trust the trust of life and death!

"Laozi is a coward. I will not do anything to die. Their main armor has been mobilized. The most dangerous place is here." The fat man spit hotly and turned his teeth to climb the mech. : "Let me live, I still want to settle your accounts ..... Go back to a bucket of chili water for everyone!"

"Fat!"

A warrior from the Black Dragon Road stopped the fat man. He called a fat man, not a colonel.

This black-faced man who has been in his thirties, grinned, showing Bai Shengsheng's teeth: "Drink some wine?"

A bottle of vodka is divided into fifty parts, and everyone has only a tiny bit.

This kind of degree can only be counted as a medium, pure alcohol flavor liquid, only need a little, can make people warm.

The heavy cockpit covers closed tightly under the contraction of the hydraulic system. The sound of the engine starting sounded one after another.

A loud noise came from the north of the first airport.

Suddenly, the sound of the gun shook the sky.

That was Wei Jianshan's first combat team.

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On the huge virtual screen of the headquarters of the North Union Base, real-time pictures were broadcast.

In the first airport, the horrific sirens, the shouts of the ASEAN soldiers, and the violent artillery and explosion sounds have all sounded together. The searchlights placed next to the walls, sentry towers and sandbags of various buildings and bases swept like crazy. In the staggered beams of light, the small red light with a rapid energy muzzle and the relatively slow thick white light of the energy cannon, like the colorful lights on the Christmas tree, flashed in the dark.

Countless North Alliance soldiers were frightened to avoid artillery fire. Terminal buildings, helipads, barracks, roads, green belts, gardens ... Every inch of land is covered by the explosion of fire.

In just fifteen minutes, the bandits and mechs broke through the outer perimeter defense of the airport and were advancing toward the center of the airport. The infantry regiment responsible for airport defense had been reduced by nearly half. The collapse was an immediate matter. The most recent reinforcements sent are still an hour away from the airport.

"Increase the intensity of artillery strikes in the central area of ​​Provincial Town." Fairler ordered lightly. He did not look at the actual combat situation photographed by the monitoring device of the airport navigation tower, but instead buried his head in the electronic sand table of Pro Town, and continued to listen to the war situation of Pro Town reported by the staff.

In the command hall, communication calls, running sounds of computer instruments on the center console, keyboard knocking, footsteps, everything seemed to return to normal, the staff continued to be busy, only when their eyes met occasionally , Exchanged a weird look, then quickly twisted the beginning.

Everyone knows that no matter how calm Felller's face is, it is distorted.

The fat Lerei not only humiliated Fairle in his best field, but also under the eyes of everyone, on the face of Fairle with a slap in the face!

"Bah, you also deserve to play calculations with Lao Tzu ... wash your **** and wait, bastard!"

This sentence uncontrollably circulated in the minds of the staff. As soon as they remembered these words, they seemed to see the fat tongue in the fat mouth of the fat man.

The most abominable thing is that when this **** scolded, he broke the line and did not give Fairler a chance to fight back! He was sprayed with a full face, but he could only face the dark screen. It was conceivable how Fairler suffocated.

The battle situation is still in the stagnation stage. However, the hearts of the staff have become more and more unrelenting.

When attacking the town of Prov, no one could pick out Fell's battle plan. He should have thought about it, the most accidental and the worst situation, he also made the remaining tactical adjustments. But who thought that after the battle was over, the situation became like this! Who knows what will happen after the battle?

How can that militia fight?

The staff around the electronic sand table are still talking about suggestions. Try to find a way to kill your opponent. However, the defense line of Provincial Town has not yet been able to break through, and the bandit squad in the center city is about to capture the first airport.

The tactical discussion has become a debate about whether it is necessary to risk the attack by the three major schools and the Longxing society, mobilize the forces of the surrounding port cities, and return the central city through the space port. This controversy, in fact, has broken the bottom line of the combat plan previously formulated by Fairler. Before the war, no one expected that the North Alliance would be forced to this point by the bandits.

"Our army ’s armor strength in the center city is seriously insufficient. Although the enemy has only 50 mechs, the combat strength is comparable to a full-armored regiment. This is what we need to look squarely at. We cannot care about the gains and losses from one city to another, we must With the determination of the strong men to break their wrists, they will deploy the garrison troops in Xianlong Port, Lille Port and Oslo Port to return to the central city. Even if these port cities are lost, as long as the bandits can be eliminated, it is worth it. We can get it back if we lose it! "A young combat staff chanted."

"I agree to mobilize the troops stationed in the surrounding ports." Another staff said: "However, the troops of Oslo Port and Xianlong Port cannot be mobilized. Both ports are under the threat of the Longxing Association. Once they are captured, It would be difficult to get it back again. I think that mobilizing only three infantry regiments and two armored regiments in Port Lille is enough to deter enemies in the center of the city. "

"I disagree." An objected staff member could not hold back and refuted loudly: "Although our army suffered some losses, in general, it is still at an advantage. The bandit army can defend us at most. The system caused damage, but we also have a total of nine fully mechanized infantry regiments, armored forces, and four companies in the blood shadow one battalion, and three armored battalions from the air infantry division in the central city. Within a 24-hour radius around us, there is no force that can threaten our core defense zone. After 24 hours, even if Longxing will send troops, the three major schools collectively attack the central city, we have already won the Pro Town! "

For a time, those who supported and opposed each had their own opinions. Fairler and Selwall frowned and looked at the electronic map in silence.

Suddenly, a staff arguing with people shouted: "At this time, returning troops, although exceeding the bottom line of the original combat plan, is absolutely necessary. Although in theory, only fifty mechs of bandits took Under the first airport, it was burned and looted like other places, and would not be trapped there and surrounded by us, but what if they partnered with the Longxing Association? In case the Longxing Army delivered to the first One Airport ... "

The staff spoke, and suddenly closed his mouth.

"How is it possible ... All the space ports connected to the First Airport are under the control of our fleet ..." The staff arguing with him was still refuting, and suddenly, he seemed to realize What, open your mouth, but you can't say anything later ...

A terrible thought attacked everyone.

Selwall, whose face changed greatly, shouted to the communications staff beside him: "Give me the fleet!"

"Yes!"

"chief of staff.........."

The answer of the communications staff and the call of another staff who stood up suddenly in front of the center console sounded almost simultaneously.

Fairler turned his head hard and looked at the staff who had changed his face.

"Longxinghui fleet, launched attacks on me at space ports 13 and 15 at the same time ......... At present, space port 13 has lost ground!"

A prophecy!

The entire North Union headquarters was silent.

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. I couldn't bear it yesterday and fell asleep. Written specifically at home today.

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