Counterfeit Hero

"The bandits are taking advantage of this?" The mechas looked at each other in astonishment. They naturally remembered the long-distance attack on Silicon Valley that caused a huge commotion in Mars. At that time, the 240 mechas were rushing all the way, and the forces along the way were not wiped out. Annihilation means surrendering, which shocked the entire free world of Mars and caused an uproar.

It was also from that time that their sect master began to pay further attention to the faction mutual aid alliance. Only later did all the major factions gather in Puluo Town, and only then did the current bandit army come into being.

Does the fat man mean...

The terrifying speculation made the pilots open their mouths. Looking at the fat figure doing warm-up exercises in the dark, they felt that their brains went blank.

This deranged lunatic!

Even if the location of the Northern Alliance's main base is not a secret, it is the Northern Alliance after all. It is a powerful force with more than a dozen armored regiments, backed by the Suss Empire, a large number of military weapons prepared, and countless party members! Instead of the hundreds of Kass al-Shabaab who were holding rags and guns and were trapped in Silicon Valley!

After defeating the three major factions, the Northern Alliance has controlled nearly 70% of the Mars planet. Several important port cities, transportation arteries, key industrial areas, and Mars' material reserve areas are all in the hands of the Northern Alliance! Now the Northern Alliance has begun to become the dominant player in the eyes of the Mars people.

The entire south, east, north and central areas of the central city are their sphere of influence. Even if there are other forces in the surrounding areas, they are all dependent on them. Not to mention that there are still three Blood Shadow Armored Battalions stationed in their base, there is also a mixed regiment and two Blood Shadow Armored Battalions in the northern industrial area not far away. The mere mention of inserting garrison troops into the area where Central City passes is enough to make everyone drink.

Even if the bandits are all pulled up, they may not be able to get in. With these fifty mechas, where can they go? Just one spit from one person can drown these colors alive!

"Do you want to attack the Northern Alliance base?" Hargrove, the third-level mecha war god of Mingxinliu. He has a big beard and a burly body. However, his tone at this moment was somewhat inconsistent with his mighty appearance: "It's not true, it's just us?"

No wonder Hargrove's voice was trembling, everyone present. They all just felt terrified. No matter how unafraid of death, no one would ever think of such a crazy way to die.

"Yes!" The fat man raised his hands high, put his arms against his ears, and lowered his waist.

Everyone watched stupidly as this fat man with a fat belly easily folded himself up and kept his hands and feet on the ground at the same time. After a moment, the guy continued to toss and finally succeeded in getting his head out from under his crotch. .

This fat monster!

The monster held his dick and said solemnly: "Judging from the intelligence and deduction results obtained so far, our opponents have obviously grasped the weakness of our inability to easily let go of Puluo Town. Puluo Town is too small. But it is us Once we choose to lead our troops out of the encirclement of the base area of ​​the Mutual Aid Alliance, our relatives and our logistics personnel will all be massacred."

"By that time..." The fat man turned his legs backwards and landed, ending the warm-up exercise, and said: "Without them chasing us, we will be torn apart! When the Northern Alliance and the Suss Empire forces join forces to control the Marathon, No matter how much we run, we can't escape their grasp."

"So..." Fatty took out an electronic folder from the mecha's cockpit and opened it: "At this stage, there is only one way we can protect Puluo Town and deal a heavy blow to the Northern Alliance!"

The map on the electronic folder was densely marked with all kinds of weird symbols. The fat man squatted on the ground and traced his fingers on the map: "Attack!"

"But Colonel..." Colter murmured: "The comparison of strength between us and the enemy is really huge. They are pressing down with a large army, and there are only fifty of us... "

"The victory or defeat of this battle does not lie in the pure comparison of strength." The fat man said with a simple face. There is a rare air of arrogance. This made him seem like a different person: "We are competing with our opponents to see who can achieve the strategic goal first!"

"This is a game..." Fatty's voice. In the light wind of the dark night, it seemed a little erratic: "...One, let's compete with our opponent to see whose calculation is more accurate! Time, troop strength, route, attack intensity, offensive coordination...ours The opponent has made a combat plan that concentrates all their advantages. They have absolute advantages in every aspect, and now they are preparing to turn these advantages into a victory!"

The fat man lit a cigarette, and his face flashed in the firelight.

"It's a pity that they underestimated the combat effectiveness of our third regiment, and they didn't know the existence of our super sharp knife company. More importantly, they didn't know that the thing I'm not afraid of the most is calculations!"

The fat man is not bragging about this. The first chapter of the ancient deduction technique he learned is called "Successful Strategies". Practice over the past few years has proven that this kind of deduction technique, which even the average person would find painful to watch, is unrivaled in the world in terms of computing power. Coupled with the thousands of battle examples, tens of thousands of offensive and defensive postures, deployments, lessons and experiences that Russell put into his mind, when it comes to calculations, he really is not afraid of any of them.

Although he has not yet formed his tactical thoughts and style, it is not very difficult for him to do such an offensive and defensive exercise based on known information.

In today's free world, neither side has the Skynet system and large-scale and high-intensity electronic countermeasures to interfere with each other's intelligence, communications and command, fake actions, fake routes, fake positions, fake bases, electronic deception, covert detours, etc. There are still very few things. Without the fog of war during large-scale battles, military commanders almost put the cards on the table and spread them out to calculate.

It's really not that challenging. The fun in it is only a small part of the hidden strength of each.

"Our third regiment is an elite group that has prepared ninth-generation mechas. This is definitely not comparable to that of the Northern Alliance. You don't understand where their combat effectiveness ranks among the armies of mainstream countries. I understand. !" The fat man's finger drew a big circle on the map at the location of Puluo Town, and then said: "In conjunction with our peripheral defense line, the strength of a regiment. It seems that it is not enough to sustain for twenty-four hours. In the eyes of the enemy , we divide our forces for defense, which is like an iron chain, and once their several groups of troops join forces, we will collapse quickly."

Wei Jianshan, Colter and other pilots gathered in a circle quietly and looked at the electronic map that Fatty spread out on the ground. At the beginning, they didn't quite understand the reason why the enemy's four armored battalions on the east side were divided up and down. At this moment, it seemed that the two groups of troops, echoing up and down, could launch attacks independently. It is also possible to join up with other nearby attacking units for a short period of time. The same is true for the attacking troops from the south and west.

Once the three sm groups are split into five parts. If the five attack arrows are used to block the enemy's attack arrows, then the enemy only needs to make slight adjustments to use one line of troops to involve the bandits' armored units, while other units will quickly merge. Like a needle pricking a balloon, one point breaks the whole situation.

As long as there is a breakthrough in one direction, then the troops on other defense lines in Puluo Town will be defeated. They have all become decorations.

These things are completely unknown to Wei Jianshan and other pilots who have not been exposed to formal military theory. However, when the fat man pointed at the map and said this, they understood immediately.

Everyone was secretly stunned. If the person responsible for the command was not the fat man but themselves, I am afraid that they had already made the mistake of dividing their troops for defense.

"Then how should we defend ourselves? Colonel." The impatient Colter couldn't think of a solution after thinking for a long time. The fat man couldn't help but asked: "I heard what you just told Markovich. They need to persist for thirty-six hours..."

"If the enemy doesn't invest more troops..." The fat man chuckled: "Markovich and the others will not only hold on for thirty-six hours..."

He pointed to a ring road on the map of Puluo Town: "I have ordered the peripheral defense troops to shrink to the third ring road defense line. Retreat here. Although it seems that we have lost many peripheral positions, the defense depth is only a few dozen kilometers. However, our forces are more concentrated and our defense intensity is much stronger than before.

Moreover, due to the obstruction of Luoye Lake and several surrounding mountains, the enemy's attack route options are limited, and the room for tactical changes is much smaller than fighting us on the periphery. more importantly......."

The red light from the cigarette butt in the fat man's hand dangled between the Fourth Ring Road and the criss-crossing interregional highways outside the Third Ring Road in Puluo on the map: "...We can liberate the combat effectiveness of the Third Regiment and transform it into a new one." Turn passive into active, divide the troops into two groups, and conduct circular maneuvers in a diagonal manner!"

"That is active attack defense." Seeing that the pilots were a little confused, Fatty explained: "If you divide the three regiments into five teams, the combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened. If you divide them into two halves, each will lead two battalions to roam around Puluo Town. In the outer ring area, we can take the initiative. The enemy is playing with the coordination of region and time, and we are also playing with the coordination of region and time. They fight theirs, and we fight ours."

"I did some calculations." Fatty stood up: "Judging from the strength of the defense line that we have rearranged after shrinking, if the enemy does not join forces to attack, it will take about five hours of high-intensity continuous attacks to break through the defense line. In our battle plan, they will not be given the opportunity to attack at will. The three regiments will form two fists and conduct circular mobile operations. They can appear in any place at any time and choose any combat target. As long as they can destroy the enemy's ground By continuously attacking, or using sneak attacks to massively destroy the enemy's effective force, our defense line will be able to hold on."

The Mecha God of War and the Mecha commanders' eyes widened when they heard this. They didn't expect that there would be so many changes in the siege of the Northern Alliance. If it weren't for Fatty's in-depth analysis and explanation, they wouldn't have been able to guess the enemy's intentions. When the enemy's army pressed on, they faced the changes in the enemy's tactics. , can only do nothing. Not to mention developing an effective defense plan tit for tat.

He is worthy of being a disciple of Russell, the hero who fought in Le Ray’s three years of the Patriotic War! Fatty's battle plan marked on the electronic map was almost accurate to every minute and every ambush location was detailed. Even the enemy's alternative attack routes, attack methods, the number of troops that the battlefield can accommodate, and possible problems were all marked by him.

For a moment, everyone was in awe of the fat man.

"However, no matter how hard we fight at home, we can't last too long after all." The fat man sucked the cigarette in his hand to the end, threw away the cigarette butt, looked at everyone present and said: "So, the key to this battle still depends on us. !" He replaced the map in the electronic folder on the ground with the map of Central City, raised his head and said: "Since they dare to attack, we will naturally retaliate in kind. In this attack, we need to complete the fatal attack within thirty-six hours. One blow. The enemy is coming in the open. There are few of us, so we naturally go sneakily!"

"Although the enemy is in the central city and has a large number of troops, as long as we do a careful calculation, we can find that most of these troops are nailed to death in place!" The fat man pointed to several points on the map. Said: "We can ignore the general mecha regiment, but we need to pay attention. There are only three armored battalions that defend their base. This is the main force of the Blood Shadow mecha regiment. It has just been equipped with Suss standard energy cannon. Its strength. Not weak."

Speaking of the raid again, this time, although everyone was worried, no one questioned it. They know that even if the fat man is not in good shape on weekdays. But at the critical moment, he is more reliable than anyone else. He would never do anything stupid like throwing himself into a trap.

"You may not be familiar with the tradition of our bandit army." The fat man looked at the wind. He lowered his voice and taught seriously: "What we pay attention to is poisoning, tripping, black guns, and sap. Therefore, our operation this time must closely focus on these twelve words. As for tactics, it is the other two Ten words - when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy flees, we pursue."

"What tactic is that?" Colter was ignorant.

"Rogue tactics!" Fatty explained.

"Rogue tactics?" Colter's eyes widened. Obviously he didn't expect this military war. There is also such a tactic. He scratched his head and asked: "Then the enemy is the enemy and I am the enemy. What does that mean?"

"If you can't remember, you just think like this... When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance..." The fat man was frothing at the mouth and said, "This is like you dancing with a bad bitch. , when she takes a step forward, you naturally take a step back, and when she takes a step back, you take a step forward. Anyway, you have to keep an ambiguous distance from her..."

Colter nodded his head and listened to the fat man's nonsense: "The enemy is here to harass me, and now something has changed. The music hasn't finished yet, you are having sex with her so passionately, that girl stopped dancing and stopped dancing. Of course you should take the opportunity to harass me, and ask why by the way."

"That's right." Colter listened in rapt attention, slapped his thigh, and said with a pinch of his neck: "If you can't tell me one, two, three, and fool me, I'll give you a good beating!"

"This is because the enemy is tired and I beat him!" The fat man also slapped his thigh: "She said she was tired, which is obviously not a tenable reason."

"After being beaten, the girl will definitely run away, so I chase her. If I catch up, I'll beat her up." Colter drew inferences: "Is this because the enemy ran away and I chased her?"

"That's right!" Fatty finally finished: "What do you mean, if this isn't a gangster tactic? Let's just beat up those grandsons from the Northern Alliance!"

"That's enough of a hooligan." Colter was stunned for a long time and clicked his tongue.

In the dark mountain forest, a group of people staggered around laughing. The dangerous journey that is about to begin seems less scary.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after chatting and smoking, and smoking the last cigarette, fifty Rangers left the Lourenco No. 5 Bridge, heading east in mecha stealth mode. Under the cover of darkness, they will pass through the Lourenco agricultural area and enter the central city from the northwest.

The stars in the sky are like diamonds. The faint starlight made the fifty figures galloping across the plain look like night elves sprinkled with silver powder, chasing their prey in the darkness - if they didn't have that exaggerated belly... ..

Fatty drove the No. 1 Mecha and ran at the front of the team. Five kilometers behind him was the Super Sharp Knife Company's team. The fat man increased his speed very quickly, constantly changing directions and choosing the most concealed route. And no matter how he changed direction, the team behind him was not in any disorder.

The fat man felt happy. This is a super armored force composed of mecha commanders and above! Searching the whole universe, I can't find another team like this! Even now that all countries have raised the mecha close combat training to a strategic level and tried their best to cultivate high-level mecha warriors, they can only significantly increase the number of seventh-level and eighth-level mecha warriors, and the mecha warriors who can reach the ninth level have not yet been able to reach the ninth level. Only three to five hundred.

But behind him, there were a total of fifty, and several of them were level 10 mecha warriors with hand speeds exceeding 60 moves. Anyone who sees such an army will drool with envy!

If there is another year and a half, the bandit army's combat effectiveness will be even stronger. Mecha fighters and mecha knights, who have the largest base, have made rapid progress under the influence of mecha martial arts. Their cultivation bottlenecks in their respective schools have already been broken through. The level improvement can simply be described as rapid.

Coupled with the increasing effect of mecha martial arts on hand speed, the current bandit army will be an absolute elite army in any country.

Now, all you need to do is sharpen this sharp sword on the whetstone of the free world!

After undergoing strict training in accordance with soldiers' drills, accumulating war experience, understanding combat procedures, and seeing blood, they will have the power to change the world.

Ranger, running lightly. The footsteps in the stealth state are as silent as those of cats.

The four-circuit dual-engine is kept at a low consumption level, and its powerful performance is completely useless.

The new suspension and shock absorption system developed by Black Devil Laboratory, coupled with the twenty-four layers of composite filler metal from Popov Studio, gave the mecha, which was originally rigid and solid, a strange flexibility.

Terrain Dragon Studio's multi-body transmission system accurately transmits engine kinetic energy to every part of the body without any unnecessary consumption. The data on the computer can make any mecha enthusiast's eyes red.

The bionic drive of Mueller Studio did not give the Ranger a pair of reverse-jointed legs. However, combined with the drive system of Casper's work log, the Ranger's running and movement performance was 32% higher than that of God's Gift.

Clover Studio, Titan Studio, Constantine Studio, Jacques Studio, Pyramid Studio... The free world, Casper's wisdom, and Fatty's experience have jointly created this car that surpasses the judging criteria. Mecha.

Fifty mechas are like fifty civet cats. They stretch their limbs and muscles, tightening and loosening under the smooth fur.

At two o'clock in the morning, the Super Sharp Knife Company, led by Fatty, crossed the Lourenco Agricultural Triangle and entered the southwest of the central city.

The fat man raised his fist.

The mecha behind him stopped.

On the telescope, ten kilometers ahead, space cities towering into the sky were vaguely visible in the darkness. There is the defense line of the Extreme Mercenary Group.

The fat man looked at the time. There were still five hours until dawn. They need to reach the core business circle of Central City before dawn.

And along the way, there are five forces that cannot be avoided!

The fat man looked at the space city with an average height of about 2,300 meters, chuckled, and ordered: "Turn on the hummingbird thrusters, put down the light-blocking shutter, let's jump in!".