Counterfeit Hero

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Although the headquarters is full of various sounds such as footsteps, whispers, system electronic sounds and the buzz of the central computer cooler. The atmosphere is still silent.

The staff members belonging to Rescue's front army worked intensively in front of the Skynet console.

Now Skynet is just an octopus that has lost most of its tentacles. Although the network in Phoenix is ​​fairly sound, it seems to be less spiritual when it touches the front line. Command communication is smooth, but intelligence gathering is surprisingly slow. After all, the efficiency of intelligence transmitted by a small amount of manual active communication is far worse than the intelligence automatically collected by the Skynet terminal system.

Skynet is always repairing, being destroyed, and then repairing, and then being reluctantly working. This is a common problem in a long war. As long as both sides are in a state of close competition for a certain period of time, this will always happen. Without Skynet, the war seemed to return to ancient times at once.

The phone kept ringing and the communication channel was noisy. The staff members quickly entered the information while answering. Like a photographer who has lost his camera, he can only draw the scenery in front of him into a giant oil painting, and add oil paint on a blank canvas with a stroke to outline the entire picture.

Now the outline of the battle situation is that the 33rd Army has left the Sherlocks and marched southward. The fighter cluster has also arrived over the town of Flenço. I heard that the first armored division of the bandit army arrived in Banyun Ridge and was fighting the enemy, while their second armored division seemed to be still on the road. The specific situation is unclear.

This simple outline of relying on communication information is really a kind of torture.

Where has the Thirty-third Army arrived, can it arrive within the prescribed time? How is the battle of the fighter cluster, and how much is the loss? What is the position and strength of the enemy's successors? After the second armored division of the bandit army in Banyunling can fight the enemy's attack .... The oil painting is an oil painting after all. When viewed from a distance, the forest is dense and the characters are vivid. It seems that the world is in sight. But I really want to get closer to see it, but it is just a clump of color. I can't see anything clearly.

Pierre walked around in front of the console with his hands on his back. Chen Fengxi stood in contemplation in front of Skynet's screen, and tapped the alloy desktop of the console subconsciously with his fingers. Now, the only thing they can do is to wait.

From time to time, the eyes of the two will be focused on the elegant body in front of the electronic sand table.

Margaret, the granddaughter of Hastings, a well-known successor to the Feiyang military, is now wearing a blue bandit uniform and the position is only one of the deputy chiefs of staff of the bandit.

This fact, while surprising people, also made people somewhat expect the bandits. Especially for Pierre, if it was n’t for Margaret, she would stand behind the fat man. If she had n’t raised any questions about the fat man, she would n’t agree to the plan.

The plan has been agreed, and implementation has begun. What can be the result of waiting?

"Sir!"

Suddenly, the communications liaison officer shouted loudly.

"What's the matter?" Chen Fengxi, who was the closest to the communications liaison officer, stepped over a few steps.

"The head of my 1352th Armored Division regiment reported that the invading enemy forward of the east-west highway in Flenço town collapsed east within fifteen minutes after the bandit army was put into battle! Preliminary estimates, within half an hour, I The army annihilated five armored battalions and one self-propelled artillery battalion of the enemy. At present, the bandits have moved the defense line for six kilometers. "

what? No one can believe their ears.

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One after another, cyan mechas stepped on thick fallen leaves, traversed the dark and damp jungle, ran down the hillside, and lined up on the muddy dirt road. Mud and water splashed, and heavy steel mechanical feet stepped on a messy footprint in the mud.

"Quickly!" Stewart froze, standing on the open command platform of the command mech.

In the crackling muddy water, mechas flew by, and the front of the long queue had reached the hill in front.

"Why? I'm not happy that I didn't get the adjudicator?" Robert stood next to Stewart, looking at the tall former tiger special regiment head with a smile.

Stuart grinned angrily: "I just bet on the dwarf Rashid to see who first met the adjudicator. Within three minutes, the order came. Fuck, I can't get used to the pride of the dwarf. . "

"Hehe." Robert shook his head with a smile. He found that following the fat man for a long time, whether it was Stuart or Rashid, or even their soldiers, none of them took the war seriously. The Lelei people's indifferent nature is reflected most vividly in them.

Turning his head and looking at the running mech queue, Robert sighed: "A year ago, I never dreamed that I would command such a team. The most advanced mech, the best mech warrior, the exhausted Lere Army , Seems to have made a fortune suddenly. "

"General, you forgot that we haven't replaced the new mecha yet." Stewart laughed. "After fighting this battle, I will replace me with a twelfth-generation mecha. I can fight from here to Sidon!"

"The capital of the Binalt Empire will not be considered for the time being," Robert patted Stewart's shoulder gently: "Let's consider how to implement General Tian's combat plan first. You know, we are pioneers."

"General, you said, if the Front Command knew that our real task was not to withstand the attack of the Siyos on the west side of the town of Flenço, but to go straight ahead and go round and wide, would they be surprised? "Stewart raised his eyebrows.

"To be honest," Robert said: "I was also surprised by General Tian's appetite."

He looked at the distant mountains, patting the railing of the mecha platform with his hands subconsciously, thinking of the smile on the corner of his mouth when the fat man was on the communication screen half an hour ago.

In fact, as long as the battle situation picture was seen in the command hall, the fat man had already seen the problems facing the Fiji Allied forces.

The western line of Phoenix is ​​more than two thousand kilometers long. There cannot be an entire row of indestructible fortifications, and there can be no continuous trenches. To resist the attacks of West York, you can only rely on a branch of troops on the front to fight for towns and strategic locations. To build a complex and broad line of defense with tug of war, interspersed with encirclement, quick attack, and local defense.

There is only one foundation for such a defense line, and that is the strength!

Now, the Fiji Allied forces have concentrated the strength of 57 divisions on the front. In addition, Chen Fengxi's remaining troops plus the mixed-sectors formed by the temporary containment of the frontline scattered soldiers, there are only 20 in total.

The opponent, Belif's northern cluster alone, has the strength of nearly fifty divisions. The total strength of the two North and South theaters is 1.5 times that of the Fiji Allied forces. More importantly, behind the Belif cluster in the north and Anthony Scu in the south, there is an army bear Rosenberg who holds at least 60 divisions!

Therefore, when Sito, with three armored divisions and a valuable adjudicator as arrows, suddenly launched an attack on Flenço and opened the channel, besides being careful about the breakthrough of Xi’o, he also needed to worry about their other defenses. The heavy soldiers on the assault. If Chen Fengxi deployed too much force and fell into the town of Flenço, then, if Xiyo suddenly dispatched heavy troops to attack the other defense lines, he would have no troops to use.

All along, Lei Fengxing has adopted a frontal defense strategy. From the comparison of the strength of the two sides and the situation of the battle situation, this is not wrong. But yes, it does not mean victory. In fact, the Allied Forces are already riding a tiger, and the troops are constantly being consumed in this vortex. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the Phoenix West completely collapses.

Therefore, it is necessary to launch a large-scale battle to annihilate the energetic forces of the enemy, and give Xiyo a hard blow.

Chen Fengxi thought that the fat man put in two armored divisions just wanted to eat the three enemy divisions in the town of Flenço, knocked out one of the opponent's adjudicator companies, made Siyo hurt, and retracted their hidden fists. Unfortunately, he did not understand the combat effectiveness of the first and second armored divisions of the bandit army, and he underestimated the appetite of the fat man.

If you really only need to eat the other three armored divisions, the first division of the bandit army can end the battle before the enemy's reinforcements arrive. You should know that the 31st Army of Fasset is much stronger than them in terms of combat effectiveness. Neither the quality of the personnel nor the equipment is far from comparable among the three West Rio armored divisions. At that time, the bandit army had to be more laid back and could not hurt the killer. There is nothing to worry about here.

These two divisions, the ordinary armored divisions who served the three West Testaments, said that the elegant points were the pearl sparrows, the cows cooked the chickens, and the vulgar point was that Godzilla raped the beautiful sheep.

However, the fat man wanted to do a big job, but he couldn't make it clear. As soon as I said it, I was afraid to scare Chen Fengxi and Pierre directly. For these two commanders who have been holding on to Resk, stability is more important than anything. They even considered and considered the plan to annihilate the three armored divisions of Flenço, not to mention the battle plan that was several times larger.

So, the fat man used Flenço to transfer the 33rd Army, and then took the opportunity to take over the command of all the teams near Flenço. Drag Lei Fengxing's army into his plan. When the heavy soldiers who had been hidden in West Covenant were dispatched, he would lead these troops directly through the depths, cutting off the enemy's retreat with a wide range of detours!

As long as the roundabout success, even if Chen Fengxi does not want to fight. Not only will he eat the meat delivered to his mouth, he will bite harder than anyone else!

"General Robert, the vanguard contacted Chakner's 202 armored division. Their commander asked you to go." In the command mech, the report of a combat staff interrupted Robert's contemplation.

"Let's go." Robert took the lead and turned into the cabin.

The command mech drove forward along the muddy mountain road quickly. Ten minutes later, a temporary camp that appeared in the jungle in front and criss-cross traffic trenches told Robert that the 202 division station had arrived.

The mech stopped in front of a big tree surrounded by five people. Robert and Stewart walked out of the cabin and looked around.

The vanguard of the second armored division of the bandit army has stopped and is gathering in the woodland. The sunlight penetrated the gaps in the canopy and spattered in this primitive jungle. The thin mist lingers in the inclined beam of light. The litter on the ground and the moss on the roots and rocks make this place moist and stale.

Not far away, a trench extended to the depths of the jungle. There are camouflage nets hanging on the trunk, and several anti-detection jammers are arranged staggeredly. Dozens of scarred mechas or squats or stands, surrounded by empty ammunition boxes, energy boxes or parts boxes.

Several greasy Chakner mechanics are busy repairing the mecha. In an unfolded cooking mecha next to them, more than a dozen sweaty cooking soldiers are cooking lunch. A small group of soldiers on patrol passed by the trench. A soldier in the trench protruded half of his head and said something to the captain of the patrol.

The farther away, the more Chuckner soldiers. These soldiers in dirty uniforms that couldn't tell the colors sat around, some were in meetings, some were napping, some were maintaining firearms, and others were just bored daze.

After seeing the bandits, most people here turned their eyes. His eyes were full of curiosity.

"General, please here." A waiting Lieutenant Colonel Chakner gestured sideways.

Robert and Stuart followed the lieutenant colonel and the sentry beside him, and walked towards the trench. As soon as they approached the trench, they saw several officers climbing up from the gentle **** on the side of the trench.

"General Robert!" A major Chuckner who was at the forefront reached out his hand: "I'm Chakner 202 Armored Division Chief Benalio. Welcome to this devil's area."

"Hello." Robert stretched out his hand and Benalio clenched tightly, and said with a smile: "I believe the command has told you our intention."

"To be honest, that's not a good idea." The cheerful Benalio shook hands with Stewart again and introduced the Pang Bei, the first division commander of the Sixth Army of the 18th Army of Chakner, beside him. The hat scratched his short tan hair and shrugged his shoulders: "The opposite Jeppen 1912 division is not so good to deal with."

"Oh?" Robert and Stewart looked at each other. "Can you tell us something?"

"That's a group of well-equipped hybrids." Benellio didn't have the restraint of meeting for the first time, scolding and cursing: "They are equipped with a large number of Jeppen nine-generation Lingma mechas, and there are several senior mecha fighters driving for ten generations [Anubi [Messiah] Mecha. This kind of mecha is rare in the past, but this time there are many mechas in the reinforcements of Jeppen. It is estimated that their **** emperor took out the coffin to make mecha .. ... do you smoke? "

Speaking bluntly, Benalio quickly won the favor of Robert and Stewart. After receiving the cigarettes delivered by Benalio, Robert asked: "How are their fighting powers? I heard that you played with them for a long time. . "

"I met them early and suffered a little. At that time, the logistics couldn't keep up," Bernalillo said. "Later, our second batch of soldiers came up and opened the interstellar channel. The logistics materials were added, and the other party fucked. We have also increased our troops. Now we are stalemate with them here, fighting every day. It is not a strategic place here, they are covering their flanks, and they are not attacking fiercely. "

With that said, Benalio reached out and took a document from a staff member beside him, and handed it to Robert: "After playing around for nearly a month, their casualty rate was about 30%. However, According to the intelligence of our scouts, they supplemented the troops. They should be the two armored regiments of Jeppen 1953 Division. "

Robert flipped through the documents. The information recorded in the electronic folder is very detailed, including the range of the other party's resident station, the regularity of daily operations, the customary tactics during operations, the extended range of vigilance, the determination of fire suppression points in previous battles, the strength of electronic attacks, and so on.

"Can you give me a copy of this?" Robert raised his electronic folder.

"Of course." Benalio nodded. Immediately, he asked with some uncertainty: "Do you really plan to attack them?"

"Yes." Robert smiled slightly.

"When?" Benalio's eyes widened, and he looked over Robert's shoulder, looking at the bandit armor that had gathered in the distance.

Robert looked at the time and said lightly: "Now!"

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. After writing, add up the discarded words that are thrown to the back, which is close to eight thousand. Actually, I worked very hard. Do you want to moisten a few monthly tickets?

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