Counterfeit Hero

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In the interstellar channel leading to the Galileo galaxy, one spaceship sailed silently.

These diverse spaceships are like a team of silent trekkers in the desolate Gobi. Following behind the escorted Lere warship, he moved slowly and hard. From time to time, a spacecraft sends out a fault signal, and then falls behind with the maintenance ship and warship rescued by the past, and disappears from a distance.

The rooms on each ship are already overcrowded. Even the dirty cargo compartments of the cargo ships and even the mining ships have been filled with rows of capsule sleeping cabins. It looks like a bee's hive.

Silent people walked back and forth in the aisle that was only two people wide, squinting, the engine next door to the cargo compartment was deafening, and the crying of children and the sighs of adults sounded from time to time in the cabin.

The pain of leaving the hometown and the confusion about the difficult way forward, like an invisible cloud, shrouded in this quiet waterway.

Everyone knows that the Galileo Galaxy in front is already the last land of the Federation. After Gacharin's occupation and a long war, Galileo's industrial base was weaker than the Newton galaxy. In addition, the Federal Fleet is actually exhausted at the jumping point of the Newton Galaxy, and guarding the Galileo Galaxy is almost fantasy.

Where can people in this country flee, and how long can they fight under this free federal flag?

A middle-aged man in his forties stood quietly in the corridor of a small passenger and cargo spaceship and lit another cigarette. The woman beside him gently tugged at his sleeve, but did not complain and restrain him as usual.

The woman half-turned her head, listening not far away, a young mother holding her sleeping daughter, shaking gently while singing a ballad.

It is a traditional folk music of Lelei that all Lelei people are familiar with. As long as the tune is gently hummed, even if there is no word about the weather and the girl throughout, she seems to be able to see the beautiful girl standing under the branches of flowers under the bright sunshine, the red face and a pair of smart Playful eyes.

The song lingered in the ear. The woman grabbed the man's sleeve and leaned her head on the middle-aged man's arm, and suddenly she couldn't cry.

The spaceship, sailing in the lonely star sky, is in front of unknown suffering. The bright spring in the song, and the days of laziness and softness, have gradually gone behind him, turning into the roar of countless Lei Lei soldiers, blasting energy cannons, blasting flames, broken warships ........

When can I return to my home?

Even if the husband hides his hippie and smiles on the balcony, even if the naughty son is in trouble at school, even if the new clothes he happily buys are criticized by a group of girlfriends for the individual's unfinished skin, even if the days are dull ... ...

The middle-aged man silently extinguished the cigarette he had just lighted and gently embraced his wife who was no longer young.

He looked out the window and clenched his teeth.

Time, a minute and a second passed in a quiet hug. The middle-aged man looked out the window heavily and suddenly found a mining ship not far from his spaceship stopped. Soon after, another medium-sized passenger ship stopped. Gradually, more and more spacecraft slowed down and stopped on the entire channel.

What happened?

When the people in the corridor commotioned and talked around the porthole, the spaceship shook slightly, and it stopped like other spaceships! People panicked, and suddenly, with the virtual light curtains all over the corridor flashing and changing at the same time, everyone's eyes were frozen.

Seemingly feeling the sudden silence of the crowd around, the woman raised her head and turned her head to the screen following her husband's frozen gaze.

What appeared on the virtual screen was the familiar airspace of Newton's jumping point.

And in the background of the Ganoderma Nebula in the distance and in the metal wreckage that can't be seen at a glance. They are countless magnificent warships painted with Lere and bandit logos and overwhelming space fighters. They are also the fireballs that countless binalt warships and fighters were hit in the air.

A face familiar to every Lerei appeared in front of him.

That's a chubby guy. It looks a lot more mature than the conscription poster a few years ago, but the ears of the little strokes, the eyes like the Garfield, and the signature sternness are all none Don't tell everyone clearly ... this is the fat man they are familiar with.

The fat man they like!

The darling in the eyes of all Lelei people! !

At this moment, the hero of the Lere Federation stands in front of himself. alive! With tears in his eyes, he smiled at himself.

The world is dead.

"I'm back," the fat man was like a little son who pushed open his parents' door during the New Year. "We're back!"

Although his smile is even uglier than crying. However, a huge happiness hit everyone at this moment.

Russell, Blatter, Robert, Feowen, Mickey ......... Familiar faces appeared in the camera. Every high-weight general Le Lei smiled awkwardly and hard.

"One is uglier than the other!"

The woman chuckled and burst into tears, but burst out of her eyes. She just covered her mouth with her hand. The people who couldn't hold back beside them all jumped with a hula.

The whole spaceship thundered with joy.

No one thought that at the last moment when the jump point of the Newton galaxy was about to be broken, and when countless Lereans desperately trekked towards Lere ’s last galaxy, the fat man and his bandit army came back!

He returned to this country with a huge fleet and fought against Admiral Marchi's fleet!

The earth-shaking cheering sounded like the tide of the ocean.

"General Tian is back!"

"It's our fleet, it's our fleet!"

The men were so excited that they either waved their fists and cheered, or spread their arms and hugged their wives tightly.

The women burst into tears and laughed with joy. They either hugged their husbands or hugged the sleeping child and kissed them bit by bit, making the child's confused face full of tears.

The silent universe suddenly boils at this moment!

Also boiling, there is every immigrant planet of the Federation!

Seen from the air, every city has become an ocean of joy in an instant.

Ecstatic people rushed out of the house and joined the already crazy crowd. They chanted Long Live Lere in the square and waved the Lere flag on the street. Like a lunatic, they squeezed out all the air in their chests, exhausted every effort in their bodies, and shouted long live Le Lei towards the bright starry sky.

They couldn't believe that the minute before, they were still praying for the Leray fleet led by Admiral Marchi. One minute later, the miracle came to this country with the appearance of their favorite fat man!

But the fact is right in front of us.

The fat man's face is so sweet and lovely. On the small screen next to him, the bandit fleet has already reached the cluster of the Binalt fleet. They guarded the old Leray battleships of the Marchi fleet, just like their brothers. They rushed through the enemy fleet, like a group of bulls!

The most exciting thing is the huge and nearly horrible cluster of bandit fighters.

No one knows how the bandits have so many fighters. Everyone only knows that this time, because of the lack of a space carrier and the bullied fleet of Leray, they are fighting against the other party's fighters!

The silver swallow-like Chuckner [Lightning Falcon], fluttering in the void. Often five or six bandit fighters, biting a [Vampire] of the Binart, squirting crisscross chains of energy cannons, launching lightning-like missiles that pierced the void, and desperately tumbling and fleeing Enemy planes, hit a fireball flying forward!

The absolute advantage of the number has given the bandit fighter cluster the upper hand. This kind of nearly devastating killing makes people want to roll a few times on the ground!

The people of Lerei stared at the TV light curtain with great eyes, applauding each bandit fighter that shot down the enemy, cheering for each firing of the bandit fleet, and even slapped red.

"Long live Lere!" Cheers rolled across the city.

Thousands of soldiers threw military caps and helmets into the sky in the endless trenches surrounding the city. Some guys crawled on the trenches with their buttocks, blew the assault horn, and waved up and down the military flag.

In the remote mountainous areas, all the evacuation vehicles on the road stopped, and people jumped out of the car and walked in the traffic, embracing everyone they knew and did not know.

The sound of car whistle, cheers, resounded through the clouds.

Gary Palan, the interim capital, was rushing back to Flavio in the president's office, sitting in a speeding car.

The advisor and confidential secretary on the side looked at this Lele veteran who had just been crying and stunned. He shouted at the red light of the car TV: "Fight, fat, give me a hard fight!"

On the TV screen, the fat man and Russell hugged, then turned and walked out of the command hall.

The battle on the small screen continues, and the central cluster of bandit warships has cut into the center of the Binalt fleet. The main screen shot followed the fat man, watching him walk into the mech cabin and climb up to the mech.

Each of the equally majestic and powerful devil mechas are already assembled, forming a huge triangle of imposing force. The fat man's mech is at the forefront of the triangle.

"What do fat people do?" People looked at the fat people dumbfounded and talked.

The fat man puts on a tactical helmet and starts the mech. Before closing the canopy, he said to the camera.

"Old man, I know you are here."

Flavio haha ​​laughed, looking left and right, pointing at himself with his fingers, especially proud.

The confidential secretary aside could not laugh or cry. I could n’t believe it. The old boyish boy was standing upright and led Lerei to the president who had persisted for so long!

"Aren't they bullying us?" The fat man on the screen grinned as he gritted his teeth.

"You wait, I'll beating Sheldon's bastard!"

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