Counterfeit Hero

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The Xiushui River, meandering through the vast mountains, is like a rushing jade belt.

Along the river, when the last mountain beam crawled at the foot, the town of Xiushuihe on the bank of Xiushui was already in sight.

Fat man pushes the joystick. [Logic] The broken body stands high on the top of the mountain. Five hundred devil-like "horizontal", centered on the "logic" at the forefront of the arch, extending from both sides of the mountain, like a winged eagle.

Thousands of Feimeng soldiers walked through the foot of the mountain in various mechas.

When the brave soldiers looked up to see the black devil on the top of the mountain, there was unabashed awe in everyone's eyes.

They know that this is the twelfth generation of Mecha that is newly developed by Feimeng.

And those who drive these twelve generations of mechas are the top mecha warriors of Fiji.

Their average hand speed reached 65 movements per second, and their mecha skills were fascinating and unpredictable.

Ordinary mechas have no chance of encountering them. Even the arbiter of the Binalt Empire was vulnerable in front of them!

It was under the leadership of the fat lieutenant from the Lerei Federation that the troops miraculously broke through layers of obstacles and detoured back to this place. Between backhands, the turbulent Leifeng star war situation was completely overturned.

Breaking through the four and nine peaks, the dawn is in sight!

The mech queues are lined up line by line, as if they were endless.

The guards are still more than ten kilometers away, and the forwards have surrounded Xiushuihe Town from all directions.

Looking far away, the hills in all directions are full of Fiji armored forces. Dark green, black, cyan, brown ......... Mechas of different colors are scattered all over the mountains, surging, pouring down the mountain.

In order to win Xiushuihe Town and Qixing Town as soon as possible, the bandit army took Feiyang 33rd Army as the main force, and took the two regiments of the second armored division of the bandit army as the vanguard.

Four of these divisions attacked Xiushuihe Town. The other four divisions detoured northwest along the Sixth Resource Highway on the west bank of the Xiushui River and the surrounding intercity highway network to attack Qixing Town.

The forward of the 332th Division of the 33rd Army with the fastest movement has already detoured to the northeast of Qixing Town to the north. The two Chakner armored divisions on the flanks have also cut off the traffic routes between the two towns and the west. A huge encircling circle suddenly formed.

A red flame rose from the outer periphery of the town of Xiushuihe in the distance, and black smoke plummeted into the sky. A moment later, as more artillery shells landed, the flames spread all over the place, and the loud explosion just reached the top of the mountain, and it reverberated in the valley.

The fat man turned on the mech hyperopia.

On the farsightedness device, nearly 6,000 mechas of various types in the 333 Division of the Feiyang 33rd Army formed an arc-shaped giant net composed of dozens of attack arrows, which surged toward the defense line of the West Atlantic Army.

Under the collapsed buildings of the city, beside the road, relying on the hasty and defensive line formed by the trenches, countless siege mechs and soldiers were running, one by one Suzian officer, and one of the officers Jeppen, roaring with scream Yell.

In front of that broken line of defense, there was a vast plain a few kilometers wide. The plain roads, farmland, and houses are filled with running Fiji mechas.

The mushroom cloud rose beside them, and the dust was flying behind them. The artillery fire behind the sky, over the top of their heads, poured like a meteor in the sky, pouring down towards the position of the West Jordan.

Facing the surging rays of the West Rio defensive line, the Feimeng armor attacked the cluster like an arrow from a string.

Approaching, approaching!

An attack arrow composed of more than one hundred Feiyan mechas passed through several collapsed farmhouses, crossed the ruined roadbed full of craters, and rushed into the counterattack team quickly organized by the Suss.

The mechas of the two sides collided fiercely.

The engine makes a harsh roar during high-speed rotation, and the heavy fist and mechanical leg hit each other at an extremely fast speed.

The block-shaped external armor shattered in this violent blow, the shell collapsed out of thin air, and a spider-web-like crack instantly covered the whole body. The energy shield changes color in the fierce firepower of the heavy mecha, and the violent explosion sounds one after another.

One mech fell, and the other came up. The mechas of both sides are desperately moving forward, and the whole scene is chaotic and tragic.

As the first Fiji armored force hit the defensive line of West York, the left and right wings, dozens of attack arrows also hit one after another.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, this scene, like dozens of successive missiles, successively hit a long sea-crossing bridge.

The Xiyue defensive line trembled under this intensive impact.

The siege mech rushed up from the rear and jumped out of the trench to fill the position in front of the position. The officers on the position were running back and forth, and the soldiers were shooting wildly.

The fat man knew that this was not a line of defense built by the West.

A few hours before this, they were still the offensive side, and they also smashed endless artillery on this line of defense that was guarded by the Chuckners at the time, and still scattered lines, like waves hitting the shore reef Scoured the position everywhere.

However, now, a few hours later, this line they once wished to smash into a raging line of defense had become their amulet.

No one knows where the Fiji armored troops came from behind. Anyway, this unit appeared suddenly behind them and launched an offensive against them.

Seeing that they will have the entire Xiushuihe town in their hands, they haven't even had time to pull out the troops from the ruined city!

They can only abandon the attack on the east area of ​​Xiushuihe Town, and instead rely on their completely destructed outer perimeter defenses to resist the attack of the enemy behind them.

Fat people think that war is like a suspenseful novel.

When they broke through the defense line of Chuckner ’s defense, the high-spirited Sijo soldiers would never have thought that they would do the same work in the same place as the enemies attacked by them before long.

If they knew it, they would not do more damage to this line of defense. They will protect it well, just like cherish their own children.

"Fatty," Bonnie's angry voice came from the communication channel, "Are you running ahead again?"

The fat man happily turned off the communication channel.

Since Franço, he has been kept in the command mech, feeling like a pig being raised.

It is simply intolerable!

The fat man had no big ambitions since he was a child, and he didn't feel how energetic those so-called famous generals sat in front of Skynet with coffee and loaded garlic.

He hates war, and he is also greedy for fear of death. However, he did not like to analyze the data that represents each life without emotion, and calculate how to sacrifice for victory.

Unlike that, he would rather drive a mech and fight on the front line with thousands of young people who came out of the Leray neighborhood like him.

He never denied that he was a small citizen, even complacent.

In his view, as a small citizen, to subvert this war, defeat those so-called famous generals, and put their war complexes and military talents in their **, it is tens of millions of them in war The innocent civilians who died in the Zhongjia family also gave a loud slap!

The target this time, in addition to the 20 Sijo armored divisions of Sunset Hill, and Belif!

"Fat," Wagstaff's voice came from the regional communication channel: "Command mech is up."

The fat man turned his head and looked at him suddenly.

I saw a few command mechas, under the guard of the security battalion, through the running queue and rushed towards the hill. Even across the mech enclosure, he could imagine Bonnie looking coldly and looking at himself.

"It's time we played!"

The fat man jumped and jumped down the hill first.

Behind the 500 special battalion warlords burst into laughter. In the laughter, an agitated charge rang from the top of the mountain.

The soldiers marching under the mighty line of the mountain raised their heads in surprise. They are already familiar with the sound of the charge. That was the charge of the Leray Federal Army, and when it sounded here, it represented the attack of the special armored battalion of the bandits.

In the field of vision, five hundred black mechas followed closely behind the tattered mecha, like a black mudslide flowing down from the mountain.

The mud, rocks, and trees on the hillside passed by the black mechas, which seemed to be crushed by the falling black cloud.

They flew at nearly free-falling speed, and from time to time they tapped a foot on a steep cliff to change their direction. Hundreds of mechas were ejected one after another on the cliff, and the roar of the broken air was like a typhoon blowing through the lonely valley. The scene is extremely spectacular.

The soldiers under the mountain all held their breath.

In an instant, the black torrent jumped down the mountain. With the first row of mechas on one leg on the ground, a radio shot came out, followed by the second row of mechas, then the third and fourth rows. .......

Where is this mech, this is hundreds of tigers going down the mountain!

Their high-speed rushing figure was so fast that they could not see clearly. The winds that rolled up when they broke out of the air blown all around.

When they jumped down from the mountain, they still looked messy, but when they fell from the fall to the forward blast, a neat triangle attack formation was instantly formed!

Blood suddenly flooded the heads of the Fiji soldiers.

They stared at these black mechas dizzyingly, as if they saw a peerless sword that could blow off the iron and mud.

On the battlefield, a burst of shouts burst through the sky.

This voice was first heard in the team near the mountain, and then passed on to the north of Xiushuihe Town like a relay.

Soon, the voice caught up with the black mechs, and accompanied them, rushing towards the Soss.

Along the way, countless Filipino soldiers who saw the bandit special battalion joined the ranks of the shouts invisibly. The sound became more and more anxious and louder with the dash of 501 rampage. Finally, when the first vehicle rammed into the Sousse line, it turned into a thunder that resounded in the world.

"kill!!!"

The fat man's straight fist, like a cannonball, burst into the chest of a Sousse [Madman] mecha on the front. The sturdy right arm directly penetrated the chassis and emerged from the back of the madman.

The pierced Suzanne mecha, like a paper doll, hung on the right arm of the logic and flew backwards as the logic advanced at a high speed.

With a loud bang, the fat man's arm flicked, throwing the madman out.

When the nearly 20-ton madman smashed another Sousse mecha, the fat man had made a mistake, and flashed ghostly in front of a Jeep [Dragon] heavy mecha.

As the ping-pong banged for a while, there was a symphony of gold and iron, and the dragon's firepower poured out like a storm, and it stopped like being pinched by the neck. The barrels of the six energy guns were actually smashed into six twisted pieces in one second.

Fatty fights are always grabbed and fight to death. When the hand kept moving, the logic stepped forward, and his arms drew two circles in the air, entangled the dragon's left forelimb with a strong twist.

The dragon's left foreleg fragmented at a rate visible to the naked eye. When the shell, the joint engine and the fragments of the crankshaft, and the twisted transmission rod exploded like a cloud of smoke, the logic had twisted his hands and shook his hand, punching his back forehand on the right front limb of the dragon.

This punch is fast and heavy. The dragon's sturdy forelegs shattered in an instant. Countless small pieces of parts are ejected.

Looking at it from the side, the fat man's one punch, although there are successive, the dragon's left and right forelimbs seemed to burst at the same time.

The Feimen warriors next to them could only watch the breath and dazzle. There seemed to be an electric current in his body, and he rushed along the back of the head with the raging roar of the ragged mech.

The ending word of the killing word in the soldiers' mouth still echoed in his throat. Five hundred vehicles ran across, and they had been shot into the Meso group of siyu.

Behind the fat man was Wagstaff.

This civilian mech warrior, with a fist, blasted the air and blasted the head of a Jie Peng Ling cat.

The tomcat bears a rotten watermelon head and shakes in front of its position. The artillery fire around was like intertwined neon lights.

In this chaotic light and shadow, the black devil flashed away, and the next moment appeared behind the spirit cat.

The left leg, swinging and swinging a fist, stepping on the knee, hitting the elbow, the right leg ... A series of movements, with his figure, changing among the five sieu mecha Only a series of loud noises like firecrackers were heard, and five Sijo mechas have been destroyed at the same time.

Wagstaff is a master figure in close combat. After studying mecha martial arts and understanding the core techniques, his close-knife combat distance is closer, his movements are faster and stronger.

The use of punches, knees, elbows, and shoulders makes him seem to be attached to the other person's body when fighting. And his speed and strength, the kind of invincible momentum he formed, often make people have not touched, and the fighting spirit has collapsed.

If Wagstaff is an iron rod waving in the sky, then the Hargrove on the right side of the fat man is a long whip that tears the air.

Under the control of Hargrove, the black rampage was so fast that only a residual image could be seen.

Every punch and every leg of him pulled out a fiery red in the air. That is the color of air burning in violent friction.

One punch and one kick, maybe just one or two shots of fire, but Hargrove broke out in an instant, not only dozens of punches and dozens of legs. For a time, I only saw the black devil's hands and feet leaping from the fire of hell. The firelight is intertwined with arcs, magnificent and gorgeous.

The air was exploded by fists and feet, at the same time the exploded, there were stones on the ground, and there were a number of Sijo mechas.

The concrete block of the collapsed road turned into a mass of fine sand. The thick armor and shell of the Sijo's armor were peeled off. The hands and feet shattered and broke, and the chest suddenly collapsed.

Along with the loud noise, the smoke formed by the slabs of shards of steel suddenly exploded from the body of Sijo. There are no exceptions to the Cyr mechas that are within ten meters of Hargrove. Even the armor that had fallen to the ground shivered in a burst.

After the attack arrow formed by the fat man and the two gods of war, hundreds of mech warlords who stabbed into the armor group of the West Testament like daggers.

A rampage directly hits the opponent's chest. While hitting the opponent, his fists and feet are all out, knocking the opponent who is rolling in the air.

Another rampage swam through the enemy mecha like ghosts, and the ion beam in his hand drawn a stunning arc from time to time.

Every time the axe hacks out, there must be a strange place in the head of the enemy armor. The angle is tricky, the speed is fast, and the shot is fierce. Even the soldiers of the Fiji Allied Forces looked at it and were frightened.

Behind them, beside them, black devil mechas or flying legs, or straight kicks, or hooks, or swinging fists; or leaning forward, leaning shoulders and turning wrists, a powerful player who fell; Or hold your head and stand on your knees, before the radio bursts, a soaring sky hammer.

Where have the soldiers seen such mecha martial arts? They opened their mouths and saw only those stiff and stiff Mecha mechas, trembling, shattering, and exploding in this flying mecha group.

The black torrent is surging forward.

The bandit sergeant who grabbed the opponent was excited, punched and kicked, and smashed the opponent in front of him like a sandbag. The robbers who weren't rushing were anxious. Often, several enemy armor had just appeared in the field of vision, and they were snatched up by their wicked dogs and smashed into pieces.

No one can stop the progress of these 501 devil. Any enemies who dare to meet them are nothing but stones thrown into the flood. After the waves flash, they disappear without a trace.

"Hold up, go up!" The roar of a major Sousse was crazy and desperate.

He threw all the troops at hand in front of the position, trying to delay the enemy's advance. However, a new batch of mechas that were punched and kicked to the forefront of the position had not yet stood firm, and they were rushed back to the trenches by the devil's mechas.

Some mechas fell straight into the trenches, and horrible wounds suddenly appeared on their bodies. Some mechas kneel to the ground helplessly, and the whole body seems to be dismembered, falling all over the place. More mechas are retreating, turning into fireballs in vain resistance.

A series of explosions spread from the center of the position to both sides, like a row of waves rising from the surface of the water swept by the fighter plane.

Major Sousse's roar eventually disappeared into the black tide.

Five hundred gods of war of the bandit special battalion that rushed across the position began to cover both sides. The joint positions of the Suss and a small number of Jeppen collapsed one after another, the gap was rapidly expanding, and countless Xiyue soldiers fled in panic.

Admiral Pereira, the commander of the 33rd Army, quickly seized this opportunity. Under his command, a regiment of the 332 Armored Division of the Thirty-third Army quickly followed up and continued to make breakthroughs in depth and extended to both wings.

The Fiji League fighters who had been slashed and stimulated by the strong hacking of the special battalion of the bandit army ran forward desperately. They stood shoulder-to-shoulder, stepped through the gap that the bandit army had expanded, and advanced deep. The billowing dust rolled up during the high-speed movement of the armored cluster covered the sky.

At this time, they did not even have time to pay attention to the soldiers who had raised their hands and surrendered.

Run forward.

The officers roared loudly, and the soldiers yelled.

Five hundred devil mech wolves entered the flock of attacks, making them feel very excited in shock.

It was a kind of power they had never experienced, it was a kind of pride from the same camp, it was a real destruction!

The defense line of Su Jie's coalition forces in front of him is already full of holes. With the constant impact of the fierce armored groups of Filipino armor, the positions were lost in the flames one by one, and the Sujie mechas smashed in the explosion.

They came here from the town of Franço, and their victory was already in sight!

The battle continued towards the city center.

Seen from the air, the vast armored clusters, like floods without levees, poured into the city blocks. Black, cyan, and dark green mechas diverged in all directions. In front of them, the gray West Rio armor was scattered.

When the outer defense lines collapsed one after another, the entire Xiuoshui army in Xiushuihe town could no longer organize effective resistance.

The bandit armoured troops advanced along the city streets at high speed. One block after another fell into the hands of Fiji soldiers.

The retreat of the West Rio troops was driven backwards like a mess of ducks.

From time to time, some of the NATO troops who rushed to the periphery for reinforcements collided head-on at the intersection, and the commander who led the team had no time to order the establishment of a blocking position. Next, there was another round of defeat.

The fat man jumped his teeth and jumped to the front of the team.

The 500 vehicles he led ran like a spear that penetrated the center of the enemy line. In just over ten minutes, they had thrown away large units and penetrated the southern area of ​​Flenço. After defeating several Sousse armored forces along the way, they crossed the city center and reached the junction of the eastern area.

"Boom!" The fat man grabbed the arm of a Sousse Mecha, stepped sideways, and swiped his backhand, smashing the Mecha onto the ground. On the hard ground, a few cracks suddenly appeared. The mech shattered in a huge impact.

In the flying dust, logic gently kicked his legs, and his body spread, just like the dragon walking in the clouds. Within a few strides, he had already caught up with another fleeing Suzian mecha.

The so-so sergeant Soss, who had just turned around and made a fist without aim, felt that he was losing a tattered devil shape.

The logic at this time had already penetrated with a ghostly polyline, flashing behind the armor of Sousse.

Facing the back of the unsustained Sous Mecha, the fat man did not choose to kill with a blow, but grabbed the opponent's shoulder, shook his hand, and threw it high.

Under the staring gaze of the surrounding Sussex pilots, the ragged [logic] rose into the air and punched out. I saw phantom fluctuations, and the fists and feet that I attacked instantly turned into dense meteors, so that the Soss mech could only roll and tremble in the air.

The violent beating sounded for a total of five seconds.

In these five seconds, the Sousse mecha rolled over in the air and could not land. The original intact body broke at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it finally fell heavily to the ground, it had become a pile of scrap iron!

"boom!"

The sound of the mech crashing down on the ground shocked the surrounding Sussex pilots.

The dust was everywhere, and the tattered devil armor dropped gracefully in the light sprayed by the auxiliary thruster.

The Sussex pilots' eyes were split, this **** devil's armor had thick shoulders and arms, a gritty head, a devil's tendon with a neck that was thicker than the head, and a peeled frog-like belly And thighs, but made a gesture of self-pity for the fairy under the shadow of Gu Ying ...

A Sousse warrior raised his hand high and opened the mech cockpit.

Immediately afterwards, it was the second and the third ...

In the face of hundreds of weasels seeing the black devil mecha that is as excited as chickens, and facing the pervert of the rotten mecha in front of them, they can't think of any other way than to surrender.

When the Suzian mechs in the street raised their hands high, no one knew that in the rubble beside them, several gasping Chakner soldiers were staring at the scene in front of them.

Their dirty faces were swept out of a gully of gully by sweat. In the eyes, tears of incredible disbelief flashed.

Boom, Dou Mi's portable energy machine gun fell into the ruins.

The sound attracted the attention of several black mechas. These gruesome and terrifying demons turned their heads and scanned the messy ruins with blue eyes.

Dou Mi hesitated and finally took a brave step, and the shadow of the collapsed building disappeared. The golden sunlight shone warmly on him.

He walked toward the black mech. In his eyes, these grisly devil are not only not terrible, but extremely cute and intimate. Where they stood quietly, like a **** descended.

With a whisper, the vehicle opened the cockpit sideways. When the pirate in the uniform of the bandit smiled and waved at Dou Mi, when Dou Mi's tears burst out of his eyes, he cheered and rolled up from all corners of the city.

Among the ruins in all directions, countless ragged Chakner warriors rushed out. They jumped, screamed, and waved their weapons vigorously.

Soldiers ran out one by one, as did the scarred mechs. In the ruins, on the building, countless Chakner defenders cheered.

The sky seemed to be brighter at this moment. The golden sunlight shone in the devastated city. In the distance, artillery fire thundered, and countless Fiji armor surged like tide. The roadside, the Sousse mechs with their hands raised high, are the most exciting background in this picture.

At this moment, so happy.

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