Counterfeit Hero

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"How long shall we stay here?"

Holding his face, the little frowning child, the whole body is nestled on a large leather sofa like a rag doll, and the straight legs do not even exceed the edge of the sofa.

Russell was holding a book, the table was on the recliner, watching attentively, and replied casually, "I don't know."

"Stay on again, my program is about to collapse!" The little fart child planted into the soft cushion of the sofa, very sad: "Life without passion, the future without sunlight, I suffocated in the widest space, Rotting under the starlight, when my beating pulse becomes slow, when our boiling blood begins to cool down ... I will eventually, in this shameful life, lose the ability to make love! "

"Recently ..." Russell turned the page and said lightly: "You read too much in romance drama novels. Correct it. It's a loss of love, not sex."

"It's the same for me." The little fart boy jumped off the sofa and ran to Russell's recliner, tiptoeing, and climbing the armrest: "You said, what are fat people doing now?"

"I don't know." Russell smiled bitterly and closed the book. He knows that if the little fart kid is not quiet, he can chatter in front of you for a few days. Compared with the guy who can sleep without sleeping in the middle of the night in a warship, the human nerves are really too weak.

"I guess ..." The little fart kid sucked his lips, longing for it: "He is peeking at people taking a bath .... He loves to do this."

"The guy has a restless and lascivious heart under his handsome appearance." The little boy jumped into the chair opposite Russell and came to the final conclusion: "He wouldn't be sitting here reading like you, right For him, watching anything that has nothing to do with a woman ’s **** is a waste of life! To see, he only watches **** and novels! "

"It seems that you know him well." Russell couldn't help laughing.

"He called himself shameless and frivolous." The little fart kid said with a sneer. "Although I don't agree with his whitewash, I have to admit that with him, life is better. What I want to do What the hell. If he was in Leray, he had killed Brody and Hansford early, and then came to hide in this Bermuda galaxy for a hard time? Unfortunately, I worked so hard to integrate resources and increase productivity. Now, It's become someone else's. "

Russell was silent. He put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked to the porthole, looking at the meteorite belt hidden by the fleet outside the window. A new "Freedom" class battleship bathed in the halo of stars was not far away. Sighed.

He knew that the little fart boy had been grudged about the Leilei coup.

After the fat man left, the little fart child seemed to be Le Lei's most precious baby, and he had been carefully held by the headquarters. In the same way, it also regards Lelei as the site where the fat man guards him.

However, because of the lack of understanding of artificial intelligence in the headquarters, its role was initially limited to the economic field. So much so that after the coup, it has no way to stop it.

At that time, no one in the headquarters understood that he had made a mistake. After all, the use of artificial intelligence requires extreme caution. They are afraid of this society built on electronic technology, because of an artificial intelligence, it becomes a flying missile, the military attacks each other, the communication is interrupted, and the **** of Skynet out of control.

This suspicion caused Le Lei to pay a painful price. If the little fart boy was transplanted into the military combat network, with its capabilities, Hansford and those rebellious troops would definitely not be able to show their traces when they launched a coup. And Hamilton and Mikhailovic will not be imprisoned, nor will the Leray Fleet stationed at the jump point of the central galaxy be wiped out by the army because they cannot be supplied. From this point of view, everyone in the headquarters is a sinner.

Fortunately, at the beginning, the command headquarters left this unit for Le Lei. Fortunately, this unit was secretly placed in the waterfall nebula in the northwest of the Bermuda Galaxy by the precautionary headquarters from the beginning.

Everyone is mentally prepared for the upcoming failure of Le Ray. This country has really reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted. Even without Brody's coup, it will not last long. In order to retain the last seed, in order to prevent Le Lei from being sacrificed in the cracks between the Fiji League and the West Covenant, Le Lei built the force with the national strength.

This air-land mixed army named "Tibetan Front" consists of three mixed fleets and eight armored divisions.

The three fleets are equipped with the newly constructed warships. Among them are two aircraft carriers, 26 battleships, 72 cruisers and more than 200 destroyers. Together with frigates, heavy assault ships, torpedo ships, electronic attack ships, reconnaissance ships, logistics supply ships, and transport ships, there are more than 900 ships in total. The crew is also the elite Le Lei can pull out.

Although, in terms of quantity, these warships are not as good as the number of an old fleet of Lere, but the combat effectiveness is definitely ten times that of the old fleets of the early Patriotic War! This is Lere's last space force since the fall of Brown and Schneider's fleet.

Of the eight armored divisions, in addition to the 1st, 3rd, 9th, and 16th armored divisions of the Leray Aviation Marine Corps, and the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd armored divisions of the Army, there is also the aeronautical army whose number is erased The fifth armored division of the clan.

The original army where the fat man is now is composed of two LTTE special regiments, a former 16th Division special reconnaissance regiment, and a Mech regiment dispatched by Gacharin. Except for one of the Tiger Special Regiments, the other three regiments have all followed the fat man to the south. Both their symbolic significance and their combat effectiveness are in absolute leadership in these armored divisions.

All the mechas of the eight armored divisions have been replaced by three generations of [Hunter]. This is based on the [God-given] technology brought back by the fat man and the mecha technology developed by Le Lei. The combat effectiveness is also higher than that of [God-given], which is almost the eleventh-generation mecha.

These are Lere's last hopes.

Russell closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes gently.

From the night of the coup to the present, everything seems to be a chaotic dream.

That night, he luckily escaped and immediately got on a heavy assault ship, and came here through a small jump point in the free galaxy. These days, he racked his brains and took advantage of Brody ’s temporary inability to control the entire regime and rescued him. Many Lere generals, politicians, scientists. Among them, including the family of the little **** and fat.

At this moment, he was exhausted, but there was still one of the most important tasks that could not be completed. That is to lead this unit through the Salga Longbow Galaxy to Mars! This concentrated the heavy burden that Hamilton, Mikhailovich, and other generals in the headquarter had hoped for in captivity or had already sacrificed, and made him breathless. In any case, he also has to put this army and independent command into the hands of fat people!

This is Lere's hope, but also Gacharin's hope!

"General ....." Aide Hamid broke into the door: "There is news!"

Russell turned back suddenly, and Hamid followed him for many years, for the first time in such a hurry.

The reconnaissance ships are released once a day, and they go to the interplanetary information relay near the space jump point and the civilian ship's channel to collect information. The Tibetan troops have been persisting for a long time. There is only one purpose, that is to know the current status of the fat man, and find a way to contact him!

However, what I hoped for again and again was disappointment. For the officers and men of this unit, every day is silently hidden in this lonely airspace, looking at the starry sky that has never changed outside the porthole, looking at the ceiling of the narrow living cabin, there is nothing like this long wait Tormented!

Finally, waiting for today, there is a result!

"He's still in Mars!" Hamid blushed with excitement, shouting, "God, he beat the entire Mars!"

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In the first airport of Central City, the outer wall has been surrounded by a two-meter-thick high-strength concrete bulletproof wall, forming a huge pear shape. Every 100 meters, there is also a fire tower, which is ready to install a large-caliber energy gun and an energy shield to connect the generator. Several buildings inside the airport have been converted into command and control centers. The equipment of the staff, intelligence, logistics and other departments and the base and local sky network have also been erected.

Near the wall, a row of battalions had begun to take shape, and the engineers of the Longxing Society were driving engineering mechas to carry out the final roof work.

Cheng Zhixuan stood quietly by the window, looking at this large and empty base, suddenly, dizzy. The suffocated chest seemed to explode, trembling involuntarily.

He never dreamed that the **** fat man had evacuated the entire town of Provo!

All the supplies, all the genres and their geniuses disappeared without a trace. What ’s more annoying is that the fat man just posted the announcement outside those empty houses or posted it in the empty On the electronic bulletin board of a person's street, the crooked three words on the signature and the smeared black scar were almost ridiculous.

Cheng Zhixuan clearly remembered sitting in the flying car and hearing the comments of the residents under the roadside signboards in the central city and Protown.

"As I said earlier, the Republic of Feiyang is also a gangster. When the Supreme Council of Mankind suppressed our free world, the members of Feiyang were the most **** human beings. Now come to pick fruit, Mars It's so eroded, why don't they have a figure! "

"That's what stuff."

"It's a dogfight! What Fisichella said is also a famous general. When I saw Cheng Zhixuan, it was probably the white-eyed wolf. This guy, who used to be a Longxing society, had long been a genre idea. Looking at the powerful gangsters, the eyes were red, and such a notice was issued, when someone could not see the doorway inside! "

"Everyone is gone, this guy is still flirting, is he sick?"

"I heard that I was not sick."

"Then I wish him well, and die early and be reborn."

"This is a good word. If you don't have Colonel Tian ... Oh, it's General Tian now. If it wasn't him, we would have finished **** in Pro Town!"

"Colonel Tian is not rare to play with him, to destroy him, it is really a matter of seconds!"

"This guy is estimated to be choking right now. After racking his brain, he came up with a few things, and they all turned into farts."

"......"

These sounds kept circling around Cheng Zhixuan's ears, driving him crazy.

The fat man's play completely defeated his plan with Fisichella. This is a humiliation. A plan that seemed almost perfect in his own way, and was broken by a lightly ingenious bottom of the kettle, the announcement was issued as a joke in the mouth of the bragging civilians. Under the wide audience, a slap in the face!

The roar of engineering mechs outside the window made Cheng Zhixuan extremely irritable. He slammed the window shut, drew the curtains, and hid himself in the dark of the office.

As a professional soldier, Cheng Zhixuan's road is still smooth in the eyes of others, but Cheng Zhixuan himself knows how many bumps he has experienced along the way!

His talent is not high. In the past, in the college, in order to achieve a good result, he spent all his time studying. When other talented students or girlfriends play games or sing and dance, he is the only one who reads books desperately in the dormitory, pulling his hair over and over again because he cannot understand the theories in the book, and is like a trapped beast. The room lingered. Other people can read sentences that are memorized at a glance, and he has to read them several times!

Finally, after graduating with a mid-to-high grade, Cheng Zhixuan was relieved after entering the army. He thought that his efforts had already yielded results, and he didn't need to be the same as before.

But I didn't expect that in the first three years in the army, he almost spent his head drooping among the spit stars of the chief!

There is nothing like deducing exercises, making plans, statistical data, training with soldiers, and actual combat exercises. I adjusted a few places, the superiors were from peace, to tolerance, to impatience, and finally to swear. At that time, he was almost desperate about his future.

Fortunately, it was an era of peace, and fortunately, these things in the army were all made by practice.

After nearly fifteen years, Cheng Zhixuan finally graduated from the military academy and was promoted to major. At that time, many of his students at the same time were already colonels, and a few were astonishing. They accumulated military achievements and broke through the most difficult hurdle in the military career of the major to major general!

Cheng Zhixuan, who was born with a low self-esteem and had a low self-esteem, dared not envy others. He could only bury his jealousy in his heart, watering his memories again and again, and let it take root. He did n’t understand why he paid so much more sweat than others, and he always got less than others. He did n’t understand why he could only save a little money and live his life as a major, but others I can spend all my life straight up!

After a few more years, Cheng Zhixuan finally waited for an opportunity, relying on the impression of being able to endure hardship in the eyes of the officer, and gradually moved up, and finally rose to the colonel.

However, his talent is always limited. The rapid development of military technology has always made him feel strenuous for a period of time.

In the end, he was transferred to Mars, and became the chief of staff of the Longxing Association, a paramilitary organization that could not be named in the Chuckner Military Department.

A piece of wasteland in the eyes of others has become a paradise in the eyes of Cheng Zhixuan.

Here, he is the chief of the general staff. No one will spit stars at him again. The sky and the earth are far away, and he no longer needs to be trembling. He even felt that this was his greatest opportunity, and once he achieved his results in this position, he might be able to go straight.

He dreams and wants to be a general!

Therefore, he showed the utmost patience and sincerity to cooperate with Su Kezhou. For the Longxing meeting, he applied to the Chakner military department for equipment many times, studied the situation of Mars day and night, and tried to win over the folk genres with deep mecha fighting skills.

However, when the fat man came, Cheng Zhixuan found that everything he did was in vain.

I just saw that Mars was on the sidelines, still watching and thinking, and the fat man just disturbed the entire Mars with Thunder. I still have a headache for the non-affiliation of the civil mech genre. The fat man subverted the genre federation and established a genre mutual aid alliance.

What happened next made Cheng Zhixuan jealous.

When those genres walked into the town of Provo one by one, he had already reached the height of Chuckner's interests at the strategy meeting without contacting the Lerei people. Other Longxinghui officers, including Su Qizhou, thought it was to save their strength and wait for the opportunity, but Cheng Zhixuan knew that his biggest wish was to slap all the mech genres after the bandit army in Provincial Town could not stand Eat in. Use opponents to lose both sides and swipe Mars!

This is the merit to support him to climb up!

Everything is conjecture.

After waiting for a long time, the fat man tempted Longxinghui with the cookie of the first airport.

At that time, Cheng Zhixuan actually suffocated.

Everything the gangsters do in the central city is to take advantage of the Longxing Association, not even to say hello, to reach a tacit agreement with the Longxing Association, or to disagree with oneself! They only need to make use of the North Union's alertness to the Longxing Association, and that's enough. And when they mastered the first airport, they had no excuse for waiting for opportunities.

Then again, it is the kind of bandit mecha that can fly. Forty-nine famous civil fighters.

Cheng Zhixuan's jealousy at the bottom of his heart finally broke out of the North Alliance Command when he was fat, and he blossomed on all sides, taking over warehouses, factories, army units and space fleets.

He stayed here for so many years, and got nothing more than this fat man!

In his eyes, the fat man has become the representative of those jealous objects for many years.

He couldn't wait or couldn't control it and wanted to take it all. His entire brain has been occupied by this jealousy!

Then, he was reckless and careless, he was scolded by the fat man!

This hatred is considered to be forged!

Cheng Zhixuan wandered back and forth in the dim office. He didn't want to fail that way. Even if the bandit army could not be controlled by himself and by Chakner, he would not stay in the **** fat man.

Now that he has been assigned to the Chief of Staff of the War Department of the Southeastern United Army, and since he has been unable to obtain a bandit for Chakner, use this force as a gift to the upcoming Commander of the Mars Front, Carolina Fisichella's thigh is the best way to get promoted!

Fisichella's plan has already failed because of the fat draw of the fat man, but in Mars, there are dozens of small schools. In his own hands, there are also lore and Tailiu! In any case, start a fighting competition and spread this message throughout the Mars Freeway!

There is the temptation of Mars autonomy and the members of the Fiji League. There are military ranks, military positions, and promises of wealth. No matter where the genre is, they will always hear this news and will be tempted! The most unlucky, they can also collect these small genres and mech pavilions of Mars, fill this empty barracks, in front of Carolina and Fisichella, not so ugly!

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

When the knock on the door rang, Cheng Zhixuan couldn't wait to say: "Come in!"

Cooper and Killer Sovereign Kilborn, leading two or three core members of their respective genres, entered the office.

"Sit all." Cheng Zhixuan waved his hand, sat around the desk and sat down: "Did you read the announcements and instructions sent to you?"

"Look." Cooper and Kilborn nodded separately.

Since the end of the Mars War, Cooper and Kilborn joined the Longxing camp.

Cooper had no choice but to have hatred against fat people. For Kilborn, there are only more than a hundred fighters left in the lore, hoping to choose a relatively strong background with a stronger background.

This time, they received a transfer order and were transferred from the Longxing Association to the Filipino Mars Front, which was preparing to form.

When the instructions were received, Cooper and Kilburn were a little bit happy. Genre wars have already consumed most of their strength, and if they want to rise again, they must seize all opportunities. Now, this opportunity comes.

Especially Kilborn, he knew that whether it was an enterprise, a social organization or an army, people who joined in the early days of the creation would always get a lot of benefits. This paper order not only made him rely on the stronger Feiyang Republic, but also made him a veteran of the Mars army!

And more importantly, that announcement!

All of them have become elites, how could he not see the meaning of Fieschella and Cheng Zhixuan.

The Philippine Union's southeast coalition command and the banditry that gathered most of the genres are different, which gives them a chance to the two major schools!

As long as they rely on Fisichella, they can watch the mutual aid alliance of the genres divided, and the lore will go to the front of the other genres again. When other schools are suffering legally and illegally, it is when the lore is growing. Moreover, he also got an opportunity to get closer to Fisichella and get involved in the Mars Autonomous Government!

These are all Kilbourne's ideas. It was the same for Cooper when he wanted to come.

He didn't know that although Cooper agreed that this was an opportunity, Cooper's idea was completely different from his.

"I won't say more nonsense." Cheng Zhixuan's fingers, under the desk, fluttered nervously: "General Fisichella was very dissatisfied with what the bandits did. This time, the headquarters prepared to use Fighting competition, re-establish the new order of Mars. Who is the master here, it is not their own decision! "

Cheng Zhixuan took two signed documents from the drawer and handed them to Cooper and Kilbourne, and then said: "This is the first two legal organization audit documents issued by the headquarters. With this, you can While working for the Mars front, continue to run your own genre! "

After Cooper and Kilborn saw the document, Cheng Zhixuan said in a deep voice: "You have come to the front of other schools. The reputation, status, wealth, school and personal future depends on whether you can handle this fight well. It's the competition! I will be responsible for the organization of the fighting competition, and you, you need to ensure that the champion of the fighting competition does not fall into the hands of others! "

With that said, Cheng Zhixuan looked at Kilbourne and said, "Especially Mr. Kilbourne, you are the No. 1 Mech God of War in Mars Freeport! This is not difficult for you? You know? This fighting competition was specially prepared for your two major schools. Otherwise, if you designate a list of autonomous regimes of the schools, I am afraid that some people will not want to see your name. "

Cheng Zhixuan's words are not only untrue, but the provocative meaning is quite obvious. His initial plan with Fisichella was to buy genre mutual aid alliances and set up fighting competitions. One was to follow the Mars tradition and give all major schools a temptation. The second is to use this to differentiate the tacit understanding among the schools, provoke competition, and facilitate control.

However, at this time, obviously no one would accuse him.

Kilborn didn't speak, only raised the file in his hand, and smiled conceitedly.

Cooper also smiled, a blazing glow, and flashed in his eyes: "I really hope that General Fisichella can also come to watch the battle! In that case, I also let the Tailiu fighters perform well. "

"General Fisichella can't come ..." Cheng Zhixuan, who was satisfied with the answer, leaned back in his chair and felt relaxed. "However, Major General Carolina will come to the scene to watch the fight. The closing of the fighting contest The time is when the Mars front was formally established! "

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Mars Sixth Space Port, a crab-type frigate belonging to the Longxing Huiqing flagship team, is driving its six flat strip propellers on both sides of its wide and flat body, like crab legs, slowly moving at the port terminal , Prepare to connect with traction manipulator.

A short crew member put his face on the porthole and looked at the endless stream of warships and transport ships marked with the bandit logo on the pier. There was a loud voice in his mouth: "The bandits, this time But a lot of money has been made. This material has pulled hundreds of ships, and it has not been shipped yet. "

"Shipping?" The serviceman beside the short man shook his ashes in the ashtray in the smoking area and smirked with his head on his side: "How old is Mars? Don't say those business associations who have thrown things away and run away take risks The regiment, talking about the North Alliance, Nasservold had bought neutral power, and so many refugees flooded into Mars. With this one, they became very big. For so many years, the people under the North Union ’s employment How many supplies are there for the army and the merchant group? Moreover, there is also the arms sent by the Sousse Empire! "

"We really are too!" The short man also took out a cigarette spot, and his eyes had not left the porthole: "If the troops were sent earlier, these things would always occupy three layers and four layers. Think about it, this planet is distressed. So many years of accumulation, what a fortune! "

"It's good to save your life!" The service soldier said: "People exchanged their lives for it!"

After the smoke was extinguished, the serviceman went on: "As long as Planet Mars is here, are you afraid of recovering? You glance at ..." He walked to the short man and put his eyes on another porthole: "Over there .... Look at the transport ships and merchant ships coming from the space stations of various stars. Mars is short of supplies. Are they not making a big profit at this time?"

"Also ..." said the short man: "At first, I thought that the battle was over, and the Mars people would not have much left. Drink, who knows when I saw it last time, there were people everywhere I do n’t know where I was hiding. The ruins of the streets have been cleaned up. Those with money and money are building modular houses. The space city has also resumed operation, and the people who ran out lived back. It's still hard for humans to fate. How to fight, there are always leaks, and after the fight, you will take photos. "

"That's true. I heard that many people survived by eating big-eared mice." The contingent sighed and said quietly: "I don't know, how long can it be on this day. If you fight again, everyone counts Experience, there will always be fewer dead people. "

For a moment of silence, the two stared staringly out of the window.

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[Walrus] class armed merchant ship, with the push of the towing arm, slowly withdrew from the U-shaped wharf. With a soft sound, the circular suction cup in front of the ship and the towing arm was disconnected.

The spaceship traversed the void lightly, turned around, and as the engine sounded louder, while adjusting the bow angle, it slipped toward the port exit.

Outside the window, a crab-shaped Longxinghui frigate that had just been connected to the towing arm was quickly thrown behind.

The fat man looked away, picked up the coffee on the table, and turned to look at Helen on the other side of the cockpit. When he decided to go back to Base No. 1, Helen also packed his luggage. He didn't say a word, and he followed up for granted. This made the fat man very confused. I went to talk to the beauty in the nurse uniform. What are you doing?

In the soft light of the cabin, Helen held his chin and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

She is a typical Corolla, and like most Corollas today, she has the genes of whites and yellows. Her facial features are not the beauty of the sculpture of the white race or the beauty of the ceramic of the yellow race, but something in between. The facial features are distinct but not obtrusive, and there is a feeling of jade carving.

The large, slightly concave eyes, blond hair, and one lip are her most attractive places-at the left and right corners of her upper lip, there is a subtle rounded arc, which makes her look as if she is always naughty Smile.

Helen is not tall, but the proportions are more symmetrical than those of tall girls. Whether it is a tall and crisp chest or a slender waist, a round and beautiful buttocks, neither big nor small, gives a just right feeling. The ratio of upper body to legs is also the golden section. It's always amazing. No matter which part of her body she looks at, the man will always tell himself that this is exactly what he wants.

Reminiscent of what Helen looked like when he was taking a bath, the fat man clamped his legs and swallowed secretly. He wanted it too, but he was more afraid of death.

An Lei, Milan and Bonnie, were able to accept each other, which has made him overjoyed. The goal of his future life is to be one king and three queens, rather than let Milan use a shell gun to kill him. For the sake of life and sexual well-being, he couldn't hold back, and tempted, he only dared to watch beside him.

The question is, how long will it take! In the fat man's heart, extremely sad.

In the message from Bernadotte, An Lei went to Chakna, Milan also went to Chakna as the second batch of researchers, and Bonnie should now be in Gacharin to lead Gacharin An ace armored division established by the new government. Soon after, she will leave Gacharin, but the destination seems to be Chakner.

Chuckner is where the dream takes off!

The fat man squeezed his fists tightly, sitting tightly, waving his hand lightly, refusing the serving crew's move to fill the coffee. When the crew turned around, his eyes swung to Helen's chest again.

"Huh? What are you staring at me for? You have big eyes?"

"Don't come here, I tell you, the gentleman doesn't speak, I just moved my eyes, and the big deal is to make you look back!"

"what are you doing........"

The fragrant mass touched by the arm made the fat man struck by lightning.

Helen took hold of the fat man, put a blushing face on his arm, and sighed long.

She didn't want to let herself struggle any more. In this troubled world, beside this nasty man, she just wanted to let herself fall courageously.

Armed merchant ships soon reached the edge of the Mars Freedom Galaxy. When approaching the jumping point of the public galaxy, the second fleet of bandits led by Barbarossa had been waiting for a long time.

They are here to escort.

Armed merchant ships slowly walked through the battleships lined up in two rows. Outside the window, the battleship signal lights came on one after another.

It was a knightly salute for space warriors, a tribute to soldiers to heroes and followers to knights.

"I'm going to marry you." Helen murmured softly: "When you pounced on me and blocked the rocket, I knew I was in love with you. That was not grateful, just because I liked you."

"But, do you like me?" Looking at the signal light outside the window, Helen gently kissed the fat man's face: "My hero."

"... I was wrong!" Fatty said dumbly.

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