Counterfeit Hero

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When a group of black mechas appeared on the hillside of the horizon, Reinhardt stopped.

Behind him are forty-one adjudicators and two Sousse armored regiments. About three kilometers back, Longman's command cluster. The seven regiments trailing behind have already expanded nearly ten kilometers to the left and right. However, since they approached the tenth km of the Fifth Resource Highway, they have never encountered obstruction.

There was no one along the defense line set up along the D88 intercity highway. Judging from the color of the exposed soil and the degree of clutter in the position, it is clear that these Fiji defensive units have just left. It seems to be to make way for them. Judging from the news of the breakout troops from other directions, the Fiji Allied Forces have strengthened their blockade against them.

The abnormal behavior of the Fiji Allied Forces made everyone uneasy.

The fog of war is always everywhere. No one knows whether the commander of the Fiji Allied Forces made a mistake, which just gave the command cluster a rare opportunity, or they deliberately set a trap and waited for the turtle to be caught.

However, at this point, no matter whether it is an opportunity or a trap, everyone seems to be able to rush forward with their eyes closed.

The morale of the nine was low, and most of the armored regiments of the logistics and fire support forces were lost. It was just a gambler with red eyes but few chips. To turn the book, they have no other choice but to let go. If you are careful about the consequences, waiting for this unit, it is the result that the enemy will be annihilated.

It is difficult for the soldiers of the West Covenant to accept the change from breaking through the bamboo to fleeing from the desert.

Reinhardt's eyes narrowed dangerously.

He can already see the intersection of D88 and Fifth Resource Highway. You can also hear the faint gunfire from the west of the Fifth Resource Highway.

On the road ahead, the only unit that blocked him was standing on the small dirt **** up to 20 meters high. Five hundred devil-like black mechas, holding their arms, like a group of thugs. At the forefront of them, a mecha of the same model but with a ruined appearance squatted on the ground, looking coldly at this side.

Needless to say, Reinhardt also knew who was standing in front of him.

The filthy and frivolous fat man always likes to pretend to be a poor worm who doesn't feel dangerous, a beggar without any threat. He used to drive this Warcraft, but now he changed to a new mecha.

He gently waved his hand, indicating that the soldier behind him changed into an attack formation. Scouts scattered to the surroundings have successively sent back reports. Within 10 kilometers of the D88 inter-city highway, no trace of the Filipino forces was found. Longman, who was trailing behind, had ordered the troops to spread to the left and right, establish a blocking line, and cover the main force.

That fat man wants to fight against himself with these 500 mechas that he has never seen before? !

Reinhardt thought to himself with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth. He had to admit the fat man's courage. The guy who was honest and innocent in Mozic and was a little wronged as if he would cry out soon was challenging himself in the craziest way and with the strongest voice.

He knew very well that these 500 mechas are definitely not that simple.

This should be the strongest force of the bandit army. According to some sources, Filipino has developed the latest twelve-generation mecha, which may be the ones that appear in front of us.

Those who can drive these mechas will certainly not be ordinary mecha fighters. The fat man is now the ruler of Mars's free world. There is nothing else there, but the ultra-high-speed mech commander mech warrior is much more. It is easy to block your own bandit special camp from Sunset Mountain and speculate on the strength of these devil mechs that follow behind the fat man.

Reinhardt is sure that the 41 judges at hand will not be opponents of these 500 devil armor. Even if there is one-to-one advantage, the gap in quantity is too great. As for the Messiah in the back, let alone. Even if all nine regiments rush up, it is impossible to annihilate these 500 mechas.

From the outbreak of the war between Leray and Gacharin in 2059 to the present, the mech combat mode is undergoing profound changes every day.

From long-range firepower and precise shooting as combat elements, to high-speed advances based on wave cover and triangular attack formations, it takes an average of 500 shells to destroy a long-time saw with a full-energy shield armor, to close combat The instantaneous destruction attack, the armor, an army weapon that evolved from an ancient thin-skin tank, is constantly evolving.

Evolution means elimination. Any force that cannot keep up with the times will be abandoned in a brutal war.

Now in 2064, when the small country is still developing nine generations of mechas, a small amount of equipment is purchased for ten generations and several levels. When the troops were fighting, the mechas had actually entered the era of high-end mechas.

The emergence of the twelfth-generation mecha is a sign of the beginning of this new era.

An adjudicator may not be much. However, ten and one hundred adjudicators can lead a battle and even capture a battleship in space!

Presumably, the devil armor on the opposite side is about the same level.

This is what Sauber most wants to know! In order to defeat Hastings, he needs to master everything.

Reinhardt slowly checked the mecha's energy and system status. Forty-one adjudicators behind him looked silently at the enemies on the hillside, while the two Sousse armored regiments were noisy at the moment.

"There are no enemies within ten kilometers of the left and right wings. There is a good chance. What are you doing here? Let's rush over!"

"Who are these mechas? Bandits?"

"In this plain without any fortifications, to use 500 mechas to stop us? It's ridiculous !! These lunatics, do they really think they are the omnipotent God?"

"I haven't seen this kind of mecha, they don't seem to deal with it ..."

"Do n’t be frustrated! No matter how hard to deal with, they only have 500 people. This is a plain, we do n’t need an offensive position, we just need to pass quickly. No matter how powerful they are, they can intercept us in such a wide area Can you eat us all ?! "

"That's right, everyone is fighting. The failure of the Battle of Sunset Mountain is due to the battle area of ​​Flenço, not ours! How could the Sous soldiers be defeated, even the most basic morale was lost!"

"Everyone listens to the voice, and Marshal Belif is in front of us. Our troops are squeezing here. No matter who they are, they have only 500 mechas. It is absolutely impossible to withstand our front and back attacks. ! "

"Push over! On this planet, in the entire galaxy, we have a great advantage, whether it is the space fleet or the army. As long as we rush over, we still have a chance !!"

"Can't die here, kill them!"

Under the deliberate guidance of the officers of Sousse, Sousse's low morale, like a flickering candlelight, was filled with gasoline, and for a time the flames rose, and the sound of shouting and killing passed through the cracked stone.

Regardless of whether the Philippine Allied Forces were intentional or unintentional, whether it was a trap or an opportunity, the opponent stood on the D88 intercity highway with 500 mechas, blocking nine armored regiments, and even including the Belif Office from the west The arrogance and arrogance of the ten armored divisions made all the West Rio officers and soldiers feel incredible and angry.

The five hundred black armor holding his arm, and the one crouched on the ground, like a rogue armor waiting to observe the blackmailed object at the school gate, is a naked humiliation to them.

Forty-one adjudicators have been silent. They stared fiercely at the hillside, their eyes as fierce as injured beasts.

The adjudicator is the world's top armor force!

Even if he failed to break through the sunset mountain, the adjudicator would not damage his glory. Although the opponent is strong, it also has to rely on the advantage of quantity and rely on the position to achieve a nearly two-to-one battle loss ratio.

If the strength of the adjudicator is measured by the sunset mountain battle, then the enemy is very wrong! ! !

The true strength of the adjudicator is not the confrontation, but the endless strangulation! These five hundred mechs, even if they blocked nine Sousse armored regiments, could not block forty-two arbiters.

Every adjudicator believes that he and his companions will, like wolves, penetrate the opponent's interception line, escape into the forest, and then turn around and bite off the flesh and blood of them bit by bit!

The black adjudicators formed a triangular attack formation. Behind them, thousands of Sousse Mechas spread out to form a larger attack cluster.

Longman ’s command cluster has come up. In addition to the two regiments dispersed to the two wings, the remaining five regiments were all in the cheers of the grassroots officers, one team after another, as if flowing into the attack cluster, ready for the assault. On the empty plain, a huge formation spread endlessly.

The sunlight was shining straight down, shining on the tidy steel giant, reflecting the dazzling glare.

The engine was roaring, the sky was surging, and the shadows of swimming swept across the ground, and the light flickered. The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became abrupt.

After inspecting the mech, Reinhardt subconsciously looked to the left and right. Suddenly, a beating flame in the distant hill attracted his attention.

The top of the mountain, the waist-high grass, folded to the side in the wind, revealing a giant steel ladybug-like mecha. A petite, but extremely familiar figure stood quietly beside the mech. Dozens of bandits and mechs guarded her tightly.

The wavy weeds undulated beneath her knees, and the mountain breeze brushed her long hair like a beating flame.

Reinhardt slowly adjusted his farsightedness and looked at the beautiful figure that was so beautiful.

Suddenly looking back, the broken armor was still squatting on the hillside.

The flame on the top of the distant hill crouched on the ground like a ruff in front of the hill, staring at his eyes tightly, so that his eyes were suddenly covered with bloodshot eyes!

Several commands flashed across my mind.

The arbiter, start running!

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