Counterfeit Hero

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"We're back!"

With this roar, the bandit fleet punctured the void!

Each warship showed its mighty body in the cloud-like white light. The dense space fighters, at that moment, directly appeared in the center of the battle group!

Many years later, a federal colonel Puditok sat on the terrace of his small building, looking up at the starry sky and telling his grandson about this battle, he said.

"At the beginning, we thought that Admiral Marchi and his Lere fleet were a group of lunatics."

The colonel's first sentence fell into memory.

He had put on his military uniform and had grown into a grandson of a young and handsome soldier. He sat beside him and quietly watched this grandfather who came from that grand and magnificent era with great merit.

"But we didn't expect that there is a group of people in this world that are more crazy than their companions!"

It was already late at night. This is the time for the elderly to go to bed.

But now, the old colonel is full of energy, and his face glows with red blood. He looked up, as if at this moment, he had already traveled through time and space, returned to the battlefield where countless energy cannon light clusters staggered like meteors, and returned to the epic battle of Newton's jumping point. The soundless bugle!

"The jump they chose to end the airspace, right behind the Shelton Fleet. Do you know what that means?" The old colonel's eyes were bright, "That's like a racer driving a flying car with more than five hundred per hour The speed of kilometers is approaching to the corner, but the braking point is set within 30 meters from the bend collision wall ... he is not prepared to slow down at all! "

"They hit it?" The young man held his breath nervously.

"Bumped!" The old colonel laughed. "Their fleet of forwards hit the tail of the Naval warship at one end."

"At that time, we could clearly see through the screen of the farsightedness that those warships in the tail formation twisted, deformed, and exploded under their collision angle. You cannot imagine the magnificent scene ... ... "

"No," the young soldier clenched his grandfather's hand, "I can imagine!"

Although the war had ended for many years, the old colonel's hand was still shaking slightly.

"Their space carriers are bigger than all the warships we have seen. They have more space fighters than the ones I have fought in my lifetime. The entire starry sky is obscured by them. The distant star light, Under their figure, they became broken shadows, and the distant nebula became a torn stage curtain. "

The old colonel's breath became hurried: "The dense white light of the jump, as well as the flames of the explosions of the warships and fighters of the West Atlantic, illuminate the entire starry sky, reflect red, and stab our eyes!

"And then ?!" The young man only felt a rush of electricity, and he was full of blood, and he was full of blood, and he wished that he was in the battle of history at the moment.

"Then, our sir, ordered to go back!" The old colonel proudly said: "we went back, much faster than when we retreated! All the battleships of Pudi Touk have their engines turned to the maximum. One battleship, Just outside the porthole of the flagship where I am, go side by side, go fast, go back like crazy! "

"We are rushing back, the Chakna Fleet is also rushing back, and the guys in Catania are also rushing back." The old colonel's eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky: "At that moment, every All the officers and soldiers of the Allied Forces are crazy. We have never found that our blood can be so hot, our heart can jump so fast, so powerful! "

"Do you know how long it is to go back?" The old colonel grabbed his grandson's hand tightly, and suddenly burst into tears with excitement: "It's like a lifetime!"

The young soldier felt the power his grandfather passed from his palm to himself, and nodded hard!

"The happiest are the delayed warships and those fighter pilots who haven't had time to return to the mothership," the old colonel's lips trembled. "They turned their heads and entered the war group, firing at the enemy as they pleased. This time, They are no longer at a disadvantage. Those lunatic soldiers and generals are by their side and fighting alongside them! "

The old colonel has completely fallen into memory. He pointed at the starry sky: "They are flying there and firing. Cover each other and cooperate with each other."

"Those silver-white fighters, and those warships with sharp angles of attack, like a group of bees stabbed in the nest, don't attack in desperation. Everyone's eyes are red, surrounded by enemies that invade their homeland, and they are in front of them. Brave compatriots, they have seen each other. "

"The entire starry sky is a light signal for the Lereans shouting long live! Whether it is a battleship or a fighter, whether it is a bandit army or the Marchi fleet, every time the lights flash, they are synchronized. Gradually, the countless lights are connected together. . First, a line, then a group, and finally a big piece covering the sky ... "

The light in the old man's eyes flashed.

For a long time, he looked back and looked at his grandson, who was already in a state of mind, and smiled and said, "Yes, they will learn!"

The young Puditoike soldier threw his fist fiercely.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the roar of the famous General Leray under the stars.

"kill!!!!"

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"Kill!" The roar of thousands of Lei Lei soldiers echoed under the stars!

The bandit squadron finally broke through the Shelton fleet and killed from the rear to the center of the regiment.

The bandit warships, which had just opened their energy shields, merged with the Marchi fleet like flowing water, and surrounded the wounded Lelei battleship regiments to shield them from the surrounding artillery. A fighter plane swung its wings and flew to the porthole of the old Leray battleship to **** them and march with them in the endless void.

Niya drove a Lightning Falcon fighter, slowly rising to the parallel position of the flagship's porthole to escort.

Through the silver-and-white petrel-like fighter hatch, the Lelei warriors saw this pure and beautiful female pilot with a ponytail, wearing a Lelei flight suit.

They looked at her, and she looked at them.

The men and women who belonged to this starry sky had tears in their eyes and raised their hands to salute.

In the joyful cheering of the female soldiers and female nurses of the battleship, Niya pulled the joystick, and the fighter plane rolled in the air, flew into the fighting group, and bite a Binarte fighter tightly, regardless of how the opponent rolled Dodge, keep up. Until the energy cannon hit it into a ball of fire in the universe.

The spaceship USS President Hamilton, like a giant black whale, advanced at high speed under the stars.

A Binaert battleship that was crashed into broken copper and iron, like a dead rat caught in a cat's mouth, hung on the bow of the ship's head and wobbled as the battleship moved forward.

On the podium, there were still horizontal tears on the fat man's face, and his eyes were red.

It has been five years since Gacharin's invasion in 2059 to the present. In the past five years, the Lerei Federation is like an orphan who can be bullied by no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one.

More than 30 million Lelei youths died on the battlefield, hundreds of millions of people were displaced from their homes, their cities were turned into ruins, the economy collapsed, and the whole country was torn apart. Hamilton was dead, Brown was dead, Schneider was dead, and many people died for freedom and dignity, for the people fighting in this country.

Looking at the Leray battleships that are still fighting, and looking at the dense cascades of debris in the airspace at the jumping point. The fat man only felt distressed like a knife.

He was an orphan since he was a child, and the worst thing in his life was being bullied by others. And these Siyos came one after another, a group after a group ......... **** your fucking, are there any end?

When the three allied fleets turned around, when the energy shields of a bandit warship lighted up, when the Marche fleet was already protected in the center of the bandit fleet ... Fatty also I saw a gap in the center of the Shelton fleet.

"General Fei Owen!" The fat man shouted while operating on the tactical computer.

"Here!" Fei Owen, the battle officer standing in the command hall, looked up.

"Along this slit, toward the other party's command cluster, poke me in!" The fat man transmitted the operation diagram to the computer screen in front of Fei Owen. Taking off his coat, he fell to the ground with his backhand, and went out with red eyes.

"Directly under the special camp, gather!"

"Fat!"

Russell yelled.

The fat man stood still and turned back suddenly.

There was silence all around.

Blatter, Fei Owen and other General Leray, all looked at the two quietly.

Everyone knows what fat people want to do.

But they know more about what the current fat man means to the bandit army and the entire Leray Federation!

Those warriors from Mars, the most convinced is this fat man who trains with them, fights together, and is more puffy than them, and worse than them. In the eyes of the soldiers of the bandits, this fat man is the heir of Hastings, and is also a common hero of the two countries, Chakner and Lere!

His meritorious record has become a legend! His personality has become the personality of this army! He is the apple that God and Lere people put together on this chessboard. He ignored the rules and rammed into the dark clouds where he couldn't see his fingers, breaking a big hole with the light of hope!

How can such a person be in danger? !

But, the fat man himself never realized this. On weekdays, he may be honestly staying on the podium, but once his temper comes up, he just throws his clothes to the ground like he is now, looking for someone to kill with red eyes. This is the case in Canglangxing, this is the case in Leifengxing, now back to Lelei, he is still like this!

Now, the only thing he wants to do is to bring his

A group of thugs, killing all the people who broke into this country!

Just as he did when he sniped Stephen and killed the Duke of Victor, he was going to kill Shelton!

Use his way!

The rampage designed with the arbiter as a hypothetical enemy can be used not only on the ground battlefield! In the tactical system of the bandit fleet, the role of rampage is even higher than stealth attack and impact tactics! As long as you can get close to the enemy's flagship, not to mention the special battalion 500 rushing into the battleship, even if you enter the twenty or thirty, Shelton is dead!

However, in this chaotic battle group, no one can guarantee safety, in case ...

Now, apart from Russell, no one can stop the fat man.

"Are you going?" Russell asked.

"Go!" The fat man stuck his neck and twisted his head, looking at the grave of the battleship floating in the distance in the light of the stars, only to feel sore nose and sore chest.

Thinking of Lelei being torn apart, people don't talk about life, thinking of those Lelei young people like himself, lying in the cold space, he could not control the tears in his eyes.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time. In a foreign country, every day is as good as ever!

He vowed to come back, and when he finally returned to this familiar place, his heart was aggrieved, angry, sad, like a volcano, erupted completely in depression!

Now the bandit fleet is advancing at high speed.

He has a chance to do what he and everyone in the Lere Federation want to do!

"Well," to everyone's surprise, Russell, who has always been calm and serious, nodded. "Some things we must do. Sometimes, we don't need reason!"

A warm big hand fell on the fat man's shoulder: "For example ......... revenge!"

The fat man's body was trembling slightly, and he turned back. Seeing this one is his teacher and middle-aged man like his father.

Russell stared at the fat man and said, "If you really want to go, then do it. No reason is needed! We have too many reasons to stay under this starry sky!"

The blood rushed into the chest suddenly, rolling endlessly. Tears blurred everyone's eyes. Yes, there are too many reasons. Each one is a ray of heroic soul!

"Fart," Russell said slowly to the little boy around him: "Is it connected to the domestic Skynet system?"

The little fart boy had a sullen face and gave a thumbs up to the fat man and Russell.

"Connect!" Russell said.

With that said, he turned around, looked at the fat man, and said lightly: "Stop you because they have been waiting for us for too long."

"Tell them that we are back," Russell twisted his head and stared at the silent battleship cemetery at the jumping point: "When we left, they had been defending the freedom and dignity of this country, and giving them the best The reward is to let them know what we are doing at the moment! "

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