Counterfeit Hero

The fat man is indeed running away.

Even if he thought he was a legendary fat man, with thousands of mechas chasing him, he could only run away.

"What happened to this!" The fat man burst into tears, crying until his whole body became weak.

He has completed the almost impossible task of sniping Stephen. The dangers along the way had already made him lose the intention to stay any longer.

As long as he thought of that shot, Fatty would be afraid. In fact, while hiding in the mud, he peed in disgrace. Half of it was suppressed, and the other half was frightened. At that time, the patrol was only fifteen meters away from him.

Fifteen meters, that’s hardly a distance! That's right under your nose! The fat man still doesn't understand why he fired that shot and why he was so stupid!

Could it be that this is self-expansion after gaining some strength? The fat man wanted to slap himself in the mouth. This was an unforgivable mistake!

Even if my hand speed exceeds 70, even if my physical strength is better and my speed is faster than before. No matter how powerful he is, can he kill a division?

Fatty felt that he had to deeply examine his changes in thinking.

He warned himself, never do these things again in the future. Only by being low-key and cowardly can you live longer. The matter of killing Stephen this time must also be kept secret. Otherwise, if others know about it, next time you say to yourself, Fatty, go assassinate Sobol, why don't you pee your pants on the spot?

What is past is past, and Stephen is dead. The next days should be better.

This is a chain of cause and effect. Without Stephen, as long as Feiyang's armored division is not too bad, it can be defeated by adding mistakes.

The Battle of Gacuo was ultimately defeated, and the Stephen Group had absolutely no way to stop the overwhelming expeditionary force. The collapse is irreversible.

And the Independence Army. Under the leadership of two old foxes who know the details of the aristocracy, they can use the banner of democracy or the eldest prince George to coerce and induce the aristocratic armed forces attached to Stephen to divide them.

The eastward advance of Dercek's armored forces also lost its meaning. Defend Plisk. Joining forces with the Reinhardt Group is their best choice. If you insist on going eastward. Their result was a bloody encounter with six elite Feiyang armored divisions.

The 19th Division was relieved and the Battle of Mozchi was won. The freedom front has a broader space for development, and the fat man has no more responsibilities.

Thinking of this, Fatty felt that it was time for him to retire and return home. Simply the pinnacle moment of life.

That's what Fatty thought when he killed the two patrols who came to his door and grabbed the mecha. At that time, his greatest wish. Just get out of this damn place quickly. Go back and fool around with Bonnie or Nia with a shameless face to see if there is any chance to take advantage and make up for the trauma in your soul.

pity. Everything happened after the order to close the team was issued on that damn communication channel. Started to embark on a different path from the ideal. Other members of the patrol team ran over excitedly, shouting and calling for them to go back to the base together. The fat man was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. If you don't act quickly, you will sink the two corpses into the mud. Almost exposed, voice

Ventriloquism, again, came into play. After pretending to be Allen and pretending to be searching for the sergeant's traces with everyone for a long time. Fatty finally figured out the identity recognition in the communication channel. Then he announced in the voice of a sergeant that there was something else important. Everyone returned to the base happily.

The base has become a mess. Everyone is worried. It seemed like the sky was about to fall. Search team. Transport convoys and patrols came and went. As soon as the fat man entered the base. I was so happy. Such a situation. For him to slip away quietly. It couldn't be more advantageous.

Finally I found an excuse to repair the mecha and separated from a few patrols. Under the watch of the patrol, the fat man pretended to drive the mecha towards the maintenance workshop of the logistics department.

When passing by the competition venue. Things started to get out of control.

The Thirty-ninth Division's more than 6,000 combat mechas, thousands of vehicles of various types, and hundreds of logistics mechas were densely lined up in square formations, gathered in a huge arena, and listened to a speech by an old noble man.

Fatty knew this aristocratic old man. He is Stephen's uncle, the most powerful nobleman in the Gacharin Empire. Grand Duke Victor.

Seeing that Stephen was dead and Victor could actually gather the Thirty-ninth Division for mobilization, the fat man was a little unhappy. Later, when he heard Victor's words again, the fat man became even more angry.

Victor said: "Prince Stephen is not dead, nor is his life in danger. He is just slightly injured and is undergoing treatment..." What follows is a joint analysis of the situation and words of encouragement.

Fatty didn't listen to what he said next. . All he could think about was the anger at Victor for lying to his face like this. He felt that the fruits of his labor had been shamelessly tampered with. The achievements he had put in so much effort and risked so much were wiped out by the old man's words. The fat man was so unjust that he shed tears.

Who knew, Victor’s next words would be even more vicious. He angrily condemned the assassin's despicable behavior in every loudspeaker throughout the base, and declared that the assassin would become a public enemy of the Gacharin royal family, the Gacharin nobles and even the entire Vibo tribe.

He waved his arms and swore that no matter where he was in the world, he would catch this despicable assassin and make him pay the heaviest price! He also promised a huge reward that made Fatty himself want to hand him over. And claimed that a foundation has been established with the reward money. 75,******

This foundation with an international background means that even if Gacharin is destroyed and the Howard family disappears, a fatwa will be executed in the days to come that will never be withdrawn!

The frightened fat man couldn't bear it any longer. He felt aggrieved and sad and angry. Thinking of the tragedy, anger arose in my heart and turned to my guts.

Gritting his teeth, he controlled the mecha at a speed of seventy movements per second and rushed over two hundred meters away, stepping on Duke Victor who was eloquent. The huge mechanical feet of the "Holy Sword" Type 18 mecha weighing more than 20 tons immediately trampled Victor into a ball of flesh and blood.

Immediately, the fat man ran away!

This can be called the most rampant public murder in human history. Every soldier, officer, general, nobleman, etc. present was stunned and stunned. A commander who was giving a public speech to thousands of mechas was trampled to death like a mouse by a mecha that suddenly jumped over.

By the time everyone came to their senses after looking at the bloody mess on the stage, Fatty had already reached the gate of the base. The mecha warriors were temporarily absent-minded, and all the mechas were in a non-combat state, giving Fatty time to escape. However, the sentry mecha at the door and the unfamiliarity with the path shortened this time. .

Therefore, during the subsequent escape, hundreds of high-level mecha warriors from the 39th Division who had gone crazy chased the fat man end to end.

For the Howard family, the battle could no longer continue. The Duke's son Rhett issued an order to pursue and kill him. All the garrison troops in the entire Clijsters Army Base, as well as all the armed forces in the direction of Fatty's escape, joined in this unprecedented and massive siege. 7% sound, so a shocking picture appeared on the Skynet surveillance of the Nineteenth Division. The fat man drove the mecha in front and fled like crazy. Hundreds of mechas behind him pursued relentlessly. Behind them, thousands of mechas poured over the mountains and plains. In front and on the left and right, countless infantry and armored units abandoned their positions and swarmed in under unified command.

These are not fatal to the fat man whose hand speed has reached 73 movements. After all, his speed is much higher than that of his pursuers, and there is too much space for him to escape in the eastern mountains, jungles, and hills. Even if Rhett used all his troops, there would be nothing he could do against this fast-moving mecha for a while.

What caused the biggest blow to Fatty was a small oversight on his part. After all, this mecha belongs to the Stephen Group. Although Fatty used Allen's identity to obtain and tamper with the mecha control system. However, he didn't know that this mecha also had an internal monitoring system.

When hundreds of electronic mechas were monitoring and communicating with the "Holy Sword" 18 driven by Fatty at the same time, Fatty was still unaware of this. It wasn't until Rhett's voice appeared in his ears that he discovered, In the enemy's command system that he invaded, an image of himself piloting a mecha appeared!

Rhett said: "It's you!!!"

After the fat man realized what he was doing, he immediately sucked his mouth into a small cherry mouth and said urgently into his eyes: "It's not me!"

Such a distinction is naturally ineffective. His face has been exposed to the broad daylight. This made Fatty extremely sad and angry. After finding the camera of the internal control system and smashing it to pieces, Fatty burst into tears.

There is no way I can live this day. .