Counterfeit Hero

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At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun had no signs of convergence. The streets of the central city of Mars were cut into small pieces of light and shade by the shadows cast by the tall buildings on both sides.

On the sidewalk, pedestrians either walked along the crowd, or stood in groups talking on the side of the road, talking anxiously, watching the atomic clock on the clock tower at the street, waiting anxiously, or wandering around in front of the shop window and doing nothing.

On the special lane for trucks, heavy trucks full of supplies slowly passed by, making a loud noise. On the flight path further to the center, flying cars shuttled quickly and silently. The height lights on the roof and the brake lights at the rear are shining from time to time, forming a two-way rolling traffic.

The whole city was shrouded in rumbling sounds. That was the sound of mechs and **** trucks, cleaning up the ruins left over from the war, and the sound of engineering mechs and giant pendants, building new buildings or new space cities on already cleared land. Although the sound was harsh and noisy, it made the world look alive.

The central business district of the center city is the first place where the entire Mars is restored to prosperity.

There is too much money to make on this planet that is in despair. The materials, information, capital, and manpower brought into the Mars spacecraft in crowds are gathered and flowed here. Countless large and small enterprises and business groups, and millions of practitioners from all walks of life gathered here to fight for all opportunities to make money.

The southern part of the business district, close to the Inland River and the SEG Convention and Exhibition Center, is a large building complex consisting of a large white pavilion building with an open and closed arc dome and surrounding podiums including hotels, office buildings, and shopping malls. The main building of the Convention and Exhibition Center is two hundred and sixty meters high, and its length and width are 1,800 meters, which is the volume of six mammoth-class transport ships.

This white behemoth, like a polar bear, is entrenched in this commercial area and is particularly conspicuous.

At this moment, the most conspicuous of the SEG Convention and Exhibition Center is the banner of the genre mecha competition and the registration office outside the hall door in front of the main entrance of the center.

Originally, this kind of event registration should be in a cool room. However, in order to attract eyeballs and to demonstrate the Mars frontier's control over the planet, Cheng Zhixuan specially set up the registration office outside the hall door.

The effect of this trick is obvious. Since the announcement of registration, the parking lot of the entire SEG Convention and Exhibition Square has been filled with flying cars from various genres. Those who can establish a genre, even if it is only a small genre, have a high status in Mars. The business consortiums and various organizations under them have brought them rich income. Therefore, their flying cars are more luxurious than one.

The stopping of these flying cars is an attraction in itself. When people saw the huge banner, the advertisements on the streets, and the famous fighters, and even the lords of the genre, waiting in line in the winding waiting area, their interest was lifted to the top. .

With the increasing number of registration genres, with various rumors and news flying all over the sky, as the start date of the mech ring game is approaching and a ticket for the battle ticket is hard to obtain, the genre mech ring game has become the Mars population The most popular topic in the world. The entire planet has been ignited by this game involving countless interests.

Tailiu's Nakagawa Dahui and Kilbourne of the lore are all well-known figures of God of War. The other schools of registration are also elite. There are more than 900 mecha knights, and more than 100 mecha leaders. Not many disciples of the genre are outstanding, and many suzerains simply went into battle in person.

There are also many disciples with strong genres who have returned from mercenaries or pirate groups just to be eligible to participate in this competition.

You must know that the conditions for Fiji League development are too generous.

Whether they can participate in the ruling coalition or not, it is the matter of the suzerains. They only know that once they have achieved better results in the competition, they will not only receive generous bonuses, but also become citizens of the Republic of Feiyang , Skip the military selection and military accumulation, and directly become a Fiji alliance officer.

If it is usual, this is simply impossible. Not to mention that these fighters do not care much about such treatment, even if they are willing, before Mech Combat enters the era of melee combat, they are not the objects that Feiyang is willing to solicit. Now, melee combat is gradually showing its power. The control of geniuses is gradually weakening. After the genre wars, the pilots were eager to find a way to fly through the chaotic world. Both parties hit it off.

However, for the people of Mars, they are contemplating another issue while focusing their attention on the genres and rigs that have already appeared.

The genre mutual aid alliance, the Pro Town bandit army, will they participate in the end!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Feiyang come to pick peaches. However, the fat man of Le Lei was a little more simple, and directly transported the personnel and materials away, so that the Feiyang people can only look at Tao Xingtan!

Mars Freeport fell into the hands of the Feiyang people, and an announcement was received to collect the heroes of the world. Deterred by the pressure of the Mars front, ordinary schools, if they want to survive, want to continue to open halls and apprentices, and want to run their industries to maintain their groups, they must follow the instructions of the Feiyang people.

They all appeared, but after all, they are only schools such as Tailiu and Guerrero that have been maimed in genre wars and some small schools that are not second-rate, third-rate or even influential!

Ninety-five percent of the real top genres are all in the genre of mutual aid alliances, all in the bandits!

The top ten broken mountain streams, Mingxinliu, Black Dragon Road, Rainstorm Road, Flower-shaped Gate, Thousand Army Road, Killing Armor Gate ... These are all famous in Marshelhe. The genre, the tree has deep roots and profound skills, countless masters, and its strength is unpredictable.

In the past, these genres were just a core disciple, and they were all No. 1 figures when they went out. Ordinary people look up in addition to looking up. The children of Mars's free world have been practicing hard since they were young, just to be one of these famous ones one day. If you can be regarded as a core disciple, it is simply a joyous event of the ancestors of the virtue and the glory of the lintel!

However, these genres, along with most of the first-class genres and many second-class genres such as Phantom Stream, have been taken away by Na Lelei fat man. Even Tailiu, headed by their three elders and four elders and the **** of war Wei Jianshan, split the boss out and went with the fat man?

The ones left in Mars were either hostile to the banditry, or they wanted to surrender, and they had n’t had time or found opportunities.

Although there are quite a few masters in these genres, but if the total number of cynics above the command of the Mechs, they add up to only one-third of the mutual aid alliance of the genres! Without the well-known genres in the genre mutual aid alliance, those prestigious fighters, this mecha ring competition, it seems a little lack of energy.

After the desk in the registration desk, the registration clerk Odell raised his wrist to look at the time and then turned to look at the two companions around him.

The two companions, basking in the sun for several hours here, had their eyes curled and drowsy. The time on the watch is also past five thirty. There are not many people outside the lobby of the Convention and Exhibition Center, but there are no more people waiting in line to register. This is already the last day of registration, and the registration will close in half an hour.

However, those guys in the distance, still regaining their spirits, were huddled up and chatting, and occasionally glanced here.

Odell is an out-and-out Mars who just joined the newly established armored division of the Mars front. He is very clear that among the crowd of people watching, there are ordinary people watching the lively, as well as people from major schools. They stood there just to see if the genre mutual aid alliance would come to register.

Odell took a sip and pointed the mobile air conditioner attached to the table at himself.

For Colonel Chuckner, who was named Cheng Zhixuan, he was quite disappointed. Specifically, there is nothing annoying about that guy. He can't say it anyway. Anyway, he just thinks that Cheng Zhixuan is not like a straightforward person. He is gloomy all day long, holding chicken feathers as arrows, which is disgusting.

He spit out the tea leaves in his mouth fiercely, imagining the spit on the face of the Chakner named Cheng Zhixuan, and he felt much more comfortable.

Cheng Zhixuan was ordered to stay outdoors to accept registration. He had been in the sun for seven days, and he had been full of anger. If he was not afraid of being sent to the military court, he also wanted to beat Cheng Zhixuan on the ground like a fat man from Lelei.

Air-conditioning, whining wind. The spitting of the tea leaves reminded Oder of the fat man who had been talked about countless times by his companions.

I heard that at noon today, at the exchange on Brown Street, the Feiyang soldiers broke in directly and caught a trader named Claus, and forcibly closed the trading market.

This matter has already spread in Mars.

It didn't happen, nothing happened. As soon as it happened, the inside information of the overwhelming amount of gossip spread.

It is said that the old man named Claus is actually the agent of the bandit! He was arrested, the trading market was closed, and it was obvious that this was what the Feiyang wanted to start against the bandits. They come to pick peaches, naturally pick the big one. In any case, it will not allow the bandits to leave their control. Since the Lere fat man denied that the bandit army was his, then they just happened to start right!

However, after all, this is to cover the ears and steal the bell.

Others, Lelei people, have finally accumulated this army and won this world. They don't want you to take advantage of it. As soon as Feiyang came to you, he took the leadership of Mars, and he didn't let go of this force at hand, which is really beyond reason. However, this also proved Feiyang's strength and means from the other hand. Otherwise, how could it be possible for these old geniuses to sign up for the competition in such a fast time.

I don't know, as soon as Mars beat Salmon, he also beat eleven special forces at the base into the Lere fat man in the hospital. What would happen to this matter. According to the usual style of the bandit army, it is impossible to return without revenge!

A minute and a second later, Odell was just about to pick up the glass and go to refill the water. Suddenly he found that there was a commotion on the street in the distance. The crowd outside the gate of the Convention and Exhibition Center separated like waves, and the crowd inside the center suddenly rushed to the two sides of the open space in front of the hall, tipping their feet and looking at the door.

After a while, a group of ten identical black [Redington] luxury flying cars slowly drove into the convention center.

This flying car, although luxurious, is not uncommon in Mars. Even if ten cars form a team at the same time, it is not worthy of fuss.

Oder was wondering, and suddenly he saw the sign on the car.

On the top of the sign is an eagle that swoops down on the front. In the center, there is a "bandit" and two crossed scimitars. At the bottom is a skull. The whole composition is wide and narrow on the top and rounded and pointed on the bottom, just like an ancient shield.

Bandit!

In the uncontrollable noise of the surprised crowd, the convoy stopped, the doors of the first six flying cars opened, and the six young men walked out with ease. As soon as they saw these people, the whole crowd was detonated.

They are not the **** of war, or the lords of those genres in the alliance of mutual aid. However, they are the idols of all young people on this planet.

Weatherlier and Buzz of Tailiu.

Longtai with a clear heart.

Mountbatten and infantry of the Black Dragon

Kozmo in Phantom Stream.

Among them, the highest level is Wetherell, the third-level mech commander. When he was in the branch of Tai Liu Pro, he ranked third among his disciples, behind Monroe and the older Nakagawa Knot. The actual strength is stronger than that of Nakagawa, but inferior to Monroe.

Next is Kozmo, the young patriarch of the phantom stream, a genius that has met the phantom stream for decades. Being able to advance to a Mecha Knight in the absence of Phantom Stream core skills is enough to demonstrate his strength.

The four men Baz, Longtai, Infantry and Mountbatten are all second-level mecha knights. There are many mecha knights on this planet, but there are too few who can become a mecha knight before the age of eighteen. Most of the highly qualified pilots were over 23 years old when they were promoted to Mecha Knights. Many ordinary pilots are even 40 or 50 years old. This is the gap.

These people are the most promising rising stars before the age of forty. Therefore, although their rank is not high, they enjoy a high reputation in Mars. After all, their level is not high, and it is only compared with those of these top genres. In the eyes of ordinary people, becoming a mecha fighter is a remarkable thing, not to mention becoming a mecha knight at the age of eighteen, or a second class. Among the 500 million people on this planet, there are only two thousand who can become Mecha Knights.

One in 200,000 is definitely the elite of the elite.

After Weatherl and others got off the bus, the people in the four cars behind also walked out of the door.

This time, the audience was silent.

Xintailiu second-level God of War Wei Jianshan, Mingliu third-level God of War Hagerov, Thousand Military Path III mech warrior Wagstaff, broken mountain stream second-class mech Warrior Monson

The appearance of these four people made everyone dizzy.

These characters standing at the top of the pilot's pyramid are usually hard to find. At the moment, they appear at the same time.

This is the bandit army! In addition to the three third-level gods of war, the sage master Sade and the master of the thousand military, Bridgeman, the ten mech warlords of Mars Freeport, the bandits accounted for six!

These four players are on the court, I am afraid, there is nothing else about the genre. Except for the old Tailiu Nakagawa Dahui and the lore of Kilbourne, who can beat them?

The crowd, as Wetheral and Wei Jianshan walked to the registration office, began to commotion.

Odell licked his dry lips and quickly picked up the glass to drink a sip to moisten his throat, but found that his own glass was empty. He pushed the two dumbfounded companions beside him, staring at Wei Jianshan who walked in front of him: "Mr. Wei ... you ... do you want to sign up for the competition?"

"No, we are with them." Wei Jianshan smiled and shook his head, pointing to Wetherell and others.

"Oh." Odell was busy with the registration procedure on the touch screen of the desktop, and asked Wetherell and others: "Then, please confirm the identity genre here. One genre allows four people to register."

"Oh ?!" Weatherrier turned his head and said to Kozmo and others: "Really only four people are allowed to register, what should I do?"

As soon as Odell froze, he asked, "Do you still have many people?"

"Six of us, it seems like two more." Standing in front of Odell, Buzz shrugging his shoulders while looking at the registration form.

"But ..." Odell said: "You are from different schools!"

"Who said that?" Buzz glanced at Odell and turned his head to several others: "Or the old rules?"

Everyone nodded.

"Scissors .... stone ... cloth!"

"Scissors ........ stone ..... cloth!"

"Wait ......... Mountbatten, you're a mess! Not count."

"Good, come back, scissors ..."

Several idol pianists, in front of everyone, actually decided who to participate in the competition by guessing. This made everyone stunned. You should know that other schools have already broken their heads in order to compete for the qualifications. They are not from the same genre, is it necessary to use this? Even a cold-faced person like Weatherl, guessing happily? !

Soon, the winners and losers were separated.

Of the six, Weatherl and Mombaton lost.

To everyone's surprise, they guessed the boxing, the losers were in high spirits, and the winners looked like they were.

Watching Buzz turn his head, Odell glanced at him questioningly.

"Xintai Stream? Black Dragon Road? Phantom Stream?"

Buzz gritted his teeth fiercely: "Gaihuamen!"

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