Counterfeit Hero

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"Fat guys, they are all ready." The little fart boy climbed up the hill and sat beside the fat guy.

The air in the mountains is cold and fresh. The sunlight slanted diagonally on the hillside where the two were sitting, warm and faint. The little boy's beautiful blond curly hair was dirty and the color was not clear, and the little clothes and pants were all muddy. The fat man is not much better. A uniform of a bandit can be thrown into the garbage dump.

"Well." The fat man nodded and continued to stare at the hillside in a daze.

Jeppeng Mecha, which is full of mountains and mountains, is steadily advancing. There will be at most ten minutes, and this final battle will begin.

Counting the troops that came to the rescue, the chance of this team escaping would not exceed 30%.

"Are you really going to do that?" The little fart kid pulled the grass and dangled it in his mouth, and asked anxiously while looking at the Jeppeng troops across the hill.

"Do you have any other ideas?" The fat man didn't look back.

"No." The little fart boy sighed: "I just can't figure out why you are working so hard. It's not Le Lei here. The planet is still turning away from you. Obviously afraid of dying, he can play a hero. "

Pretend to be a hero? The fat man glared at the little fart boy. His eyes just glared and then dimmed. Although in the eyes of the warriors including several mech warriors, they seem to be calm and calm. But the **** understands himself after all ...

Feeling of fear, how long have you not experienced it?

Is it because you already have the ability to survive and the bandits, or because you are already used to this life struggling on the line of life and death?

None, neither.

From the elevator of the pirate base to the Mars Freeport, from the Longbow Galaxy to the Canglang Star, he is like a dog racing out of the gate, desperately chasing the mechanical rabbit that is always faster than himself. Ignore everything around me.

Actually, I am just too late to be afraid.

"You can run by yourself," the little fart boy asked. "I haven't figured out, why are you dying here? Whether you are here or not, the ending is not the same?"

"Not the same." The fat man shook his head.

"What's the difference?" The little fart kid couldn't understand, human nature is really a wonderful thing. It felt that every day he was thinking about this fat man, the program had to make logical errors.

"Anyway, it's different." The fat man thought for a long time, unable to make sense, and continued to shake his head.

"If you die ..." the little fart child looked at the fat man worriedly, sighed for a long time, hesitated ...

"Relax, your termination procedure is with the old man ..." The fat man rubbed the little boy's head.

Artificial intelligence is a treasure and a bomb for the entire human civilization. The chip that was originally equipped with the destruction program is bound to the fat man. As soon as he detects that his vital signs have completely disappeared, the program will start. But as early as a year ago, he had given these to Boswell.

For fat people, little farts are already a part of life. He didn't want to keep in charge of that kind of thing anymore, tying all the little farts to himself.

Boswell is working on restrictive rules for farts.

Only rules can give **** real freedom. Otherwise, it is unfair to tie it to anyone.

"No, I don't mean this ..." The little fart boy shook his head and whispered: "I just want to know, you promised to give me the female artificial intelligence, who do I ask to honor?"

A leaf drifted across, and the two eyes widened.

This is a very serious problem.

"Otherwise, I will divide my inflatable doll in half of you?" The fat man hesitated.

"New Collector's Edition?" The little fart boy doubted authentically.

The fat man nodded in pain.

"Deal!" The little fart boy flatly said: "No shame! You are going to die, I tell An Lei that they go."

The fat man suddenly laughed, his eyes slightly warm.

He found that in fact, sometimes, artificial intelligence, and his mother is quite clumsy!

He stood up and took a deep breath as he watched the Jeppeng troops, who had already accelerated their pace under the mountain.

Thirty million figures of Lere warriors who rushed to the enemy, Hamilton, Brown, Snyder, and the faces of the warriors who had fought side by side with them, and the destroyed cities, the slaughtered ones Photos of the town ... everything in the past four years appears like a movie screen.

"Are you afraid?" The little fart boy looked at the fat man.

"Bah! People are dead, and they will never die forever." The pale-faced fat man spit hard, turned around and walked to the already assembled team, "When was the fat man not afraid!"

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The live broadcast to the public has not yet been launched. However, the front line picture has been transmitted to the screen of the Allied Command.

There was silence in the headquarters.

Looking at the red mech like ants beneath the snow-capped mountain peaks, and then looking at the densely approaching Jeppeng mech opposite them, the strong visual contrast made every general present feel suffocated .

More than one hundred mechas, against nearly three thousand Jeppen's most elaborate mecha warriors, even if there are ten gods of war and twelve generations of mechas, that is an impossible task!

Margaret stood behind Hastings, looking at the overhead shot from the high-altitude electronic ship, the fat man stood up and walked to the assembled soldiers, and his fingers grasped Hess unconsciously. Tins' arm.

"Speaking of it, it's a bit of a shame ..." The fat man's voice appeared in the command hall. "I don't even remember this is my first escape. It is said that the old guys in the command, this time also To be broadcast live ... "

The generals looked at each other, and on the screen, the fat man's words drew laughter from the soldiers.

More than a hundred ragged and dirty people, with tired men deep into their bones, stood in the forest so quietly, squinting in the sunlight through the leaves, watching In front of him, it is said that he once fled twenty times in half a year, and every time he finally took the last bus.

"I don't know what kind of hard fight we will face today ..." The fat man looked around at the soldiers and looked at those bright eyes, suddenly felt a fire burn from his heart, blood boiling .

"I only know that more than one hundred of us want to charge our enemies twenty to thirty times our enemies, so **** exciting!"

The fat man's voice echoed in the valley.

"At this moment, I do n’t have much reason to say. I do n’t think I need to do any pre-war mobilization. I just want to say that everyone here is a leader and a good man. So. ..... "

There was silence in the jungle. There was silence on the aircraft carrier Hermod. There is also silence in the headquarters millions of light years away. Everyone is waiting for the fat man's last words.

The fat man didn't speak. He walked to the soldiers and hugged them one by one.

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Anthony ...

Both are very hard.

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The strength of Jeppen's second armored division has been fully exerted by their divisional commander. During these three days of escape, I felt like a fish trapped in a fishing net. No matter how much power I had, no matter how I tried or how I struggled, I couldn't break the firm net.

And now, the net has tightened.

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Li Weiguo, this kid's eyes are a bit red, not at all in line with his previous rude personality .......

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The Allied Front Command has done its best. You know, although the current Allies have won in the northern mountains, they have wiped out a large number of Jeppen Army. However, on this planet, Jeppen and the Suss Allied Forces also have more than 70 divisions, and their spheres of influence are all over the planet. They also have a large number of land-based fighters and a large number of missile bases.

The Battle of Canglangxing has just begun.

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Paddock, this is a red-haired boy with a baby face that makes the fat man jealous. The skin is thin and tender.

Hold one well.

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The Jeppen people have reacted after losing the northern mountains, and have begun to attack everywhere to **** important strategic sites. The fleet of Yusuke Sanshang also got rid of the entanglement of the Allied fleet and returned troops threatening Canglangxing space.

Under such circumstances, the frontline headquarters deployed thousands of fighters and assembled thirty medium-sized transport ships. The impact on other directions can be imagined.

Everything, just for the hundreds of people in front of us.

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Buzz?

When did the dog day line up here?

This guy is hippie smiling, just hug it.

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The success or failure of the rescue was only within the last five minutes. Five minutes, perhaps in a person's life, is just a cigarette's time, just one of countless inadvertent five minutes. However, for this unit, for itself, for the transport ship that landed from the air, it was a life-and-death five minutes.

After the transport ship enters the air defense area, the induced bombs and forced suppression released by the fighter can withstand a few minutes, and the energy shield of the transport ship can extend this time to ten minutes. However, after ten minutes, the transport ship was still at high altitude, and even at the fastest landing speed, it could not reach the altitude of the mech.

Not to mention five minutes left, even one minute is deadly. The protective armor of the transport ship is absolutely unable to forcibly support the remaining time.

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Hargrove, the old boy is quite strong, but the smell on his body is already bad, and the fat man has not bathed, but he is not as smelly as he is.

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If you can't guarantee the last five minutes, this rescue operation will eventually evolve into a disaster.

This battle is the most dangerous battle I have experienced.

There is no victory without sacrifice. The meaning of this sentence is so profound at this time.

That is not to treat human life like a mustard. Not for victory, for the meritorious ruthless trend warrior to die, to desperately.

In this battle, the dare-death camp made sacrifices, General Li Hongwu made sacrifices, and these pilots and soldiers who came to the rescue were making sacrifices without turning back.

If the interests are counted, there is no daring to die, there will be no such action, and nothing will happen in the northern mountains.

Such a sacrifice is a real sacrifice, and such a victory is a real victory.

The fat men embraced the soldiers one by one.

"Survival!" The fat man simply ended the pre-war mobilization, waved his hands at the soldiers, and jumped on the mech.

Each canopy was closed, and each armor started the combat mode, stretching its limbs.

Down the mountain, Jeppen's forces have already begun to accelerate.

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. The next chapter has been coded with more than a thousand words. I originally wanted to publish it together, but I will first publish this chapter at night. There will be another chapter later. It may be two chapters. Anyway, I'm not going to go out during the day. Just code words.

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