Counterfeit Hero

The fleet communication that Thelwall wanted was finally connected.

However, what appeared on the screen was not the commander of the Bloodwing Fleet, but a major captain. He and his armed merchant ships were fleeing from the pursuit of the Longxinghui fleet. The Bloodwing First Fleet, Second Fleet and Renaissance Army mixed fleet staying at Airports 13 and 15 suffered a devastating blow.

"Their sneak attack was too sudden!"

The embarrassed major's face was ashen: "Their black flag and yellow flagship fleet made a threatening fake move towards our Airport No. 19, and all our attention was attracted. By the time the main force of our fleet had just arrived, At the port, the Qing flagship team’s sneak attack began..."

"It was a disaster..." The major's face was filled with horror at the memory.

"They actually had ten destroyer-class armed merchant ships equipped with military weapon systems, and two cruisers. As soon as we left the port, they jumped in front of us. The warship in front blocked the exit, and we didn't even have the power to fight back. The warships patrolling the periphery tried desperately to disperse them, but there were too many of them..."

On the screen, the major was choking. The painful memories made him burst into tears.

Behind him, the crew members ran around in panic, and the roaring never stopped. From time to time, the ship's hull would shake violently, and the communication screen would keep distorting and flickering, as if it would be disconnected at any time.

Everyone's heart sank to the cold bottom.

Longxinghui, this poisonous snake that had been standing there for a long time, finally showed its fangs. With a Pearl Harbor-style sneak attack. Gave a fatal blow to the Northern Alliance!

actually. The Northern Alliance has always been wary of the Longxing Society.

But now, the staff admitted that after maintaining this vigilance for longer than expected, the vigilance has become lax.

These Chakna people are too forbearing. Their posture of self-preservation has been maintained since the beginning of the genre war. Regardless of whether the Northern League is fighting among the three major factions. In this battle against bandits, Longxinghui turned a blind eye to the flaws and temptations exposed by the Northern Alliance. Time and time again I judged that they would take action, but time and time again they failed.

Therefore, the Northern League has developed a habit of thinking about the Longxing Club, and everyone will have a feeling in their subconscious. It seems that these guys will maintain their posture forever until the Northern Alliance launches an attack.

It is this illusion that cost the Northern Alliance a heavy price!

There are one hundred free ports and airports in Mars. The top twenty airports occupy twenty airspaces covering the entire planet. Other airports were built around them later. Airport 13, Airport 15, and other airports within the control of these two airports. It is the docking port of the first airport in Central City.

Thelwall turned around and looked at Fairler blankly: "If Longxing transports the army through Spaceport 13, how long will it take them?"

"One hour. (. Starting)" Fairler's voice became a little hoarse: "If they had planned it in advance. In just one hour, they could gather the strength of two armored regiments through the First Airport. Five. Within an hour. They can transport five armored regiments and ten infantry regiments through Airport 1!"

"What about us?" Thelwall asked: "Central City has more than one ground airport. If we gather troops from various ports now, how long will it take to mobilize them back?"

Fairler said nothing.

This question does not need to be answered. Not to mention that those small airports only have one-thirtieth of the transportation capacity of the First Airport. The time it takes to assemble and resupply the troops alone takes at least two hours! More importantly, these airports are all within the attack range of the Longxinghui fleet!

Now the main force of the Bloodwing Fleet has suffered a fatal blow. The fleet currently stationed in Mars Airport. The quantity is pitiful. How could they support such a large-scale airdrop when they were still waiting to be rescued by the fleet coming back from other routes?

A drop in the bucket. This old Chinese idiom left a bitter taste in Fairler's mouth. The electronic sandbox in front of him was like a game of chess in which the opponent trapped the dragon.

"You are worthy of me calculating..."

The fat man's voice kept echoing in Fairler's mind. The frustration of failure made him breathless.

Recalling everything that happened that day, Fairler had to admit that he had failed miserably in the field he was best at! That fat man is a real calculation master. Since the beginning of Perfume Street, he has been leading his own nose. I had already entered into his commanding rhythm and was induced to think by him. Until he rushed towards the first airport, he thought that under the pressure of his heavy troops, he would hit and run like the bases he attacked along the way.

"What should we do now?" Seeing Fairer staring at the electronic sand table without speaking, Thelwall turned and asked the staff officer next to him: "How long will it take for the reinforcements at the First Airport to arrive?"

"Fifty minutes." The staff officer looked at the time, then looked at the electronic map and said: "The Blood Shadow First Armored Battalion and an armored battalion ordered to call back from the Southern District are closest to the First Airport. They are rushing there at full speed."

"Pick up the garrison infantry regiment at the first airport and tell their regiment leader that after fifty minutes, he will be the hero of the Northern Alliance. I will give them whatever he wants!" Thelwall closed his eyes and spoke in a voice as loud as ever. Squeezing out from between his teeth: "Tell him, even if he dies, he will die on the battlefield for me. Any behavior of retreating will be severely punished! If you defend it, it will be heaven, if you cannot defend it, it will be hell!"

"It's useless." Feier said in silence: "The First Airport can't last that long, and our armored forces can't make any difference even if they rush over."

Fairler took a deep breath and stood up. Although, the pride he had developed over the years prevented him from accepting such a failure. However, as a qualified commander, he knew. All personal emotions must be excluded!

"Now we need to trade space for time.::. First-Fa*zi*tang::" Fairler's indifferent face showed no expression: "Although we are facing difficulties for the time being, don't forget that our troops , is launching the final attack on the bandit army's Puluo Town. A breakthrough may be achieved at any time! Even if we give up the central city to the enemy, as long as our main force is still there, as long as we can capture Puluo Town and annihilate the main force of the bandit army, this game of chess, We can’t lose.”

"There is still an hour before Longxing will land at the First Airport." Fairler pointed his finger. Extending to the Port of Lille on the electronic sandbox: "In an hour, until our fleet stationed on the waterway and the Sousse Empire reinforcements arrive, we will face an arduous war. Resistance step by step, fortification layer by layer! As long as If we can delay the Longxinghui attack, we can retreat to the Port of Lille, capture the town of Plo, and eventually form a confrontation between the north and the south!"

Fairler's analysis lifted everyone's spirits.

Indeed, Northern Alliance has not failed yet! In Central City. There are also nine infantry regiments and four armored battalions including the 1st Battalion of Blood Shadow! In the other five major port cities, there are a total of six armored regiments and ten infantry regiments, in the town of Pulu and on the Bering Port line. There are also five Northern Alliance armored regiments and two mixed regiments!

Establish a blocking position to cover the retreat of the main force to the port of Lille. It's just a routine strategic shift! As long as we can survive until Sussian reinforcements arrive, we can get back everything we lose! As long as we can eliminate the bandit army, which is a serious concern, this battle will not be considered lost!

"Order!" Fairler quickly ordered: "The 3rd Motorized Infantry Division and the 5th Motorized Infantry Division, build blocking positions west of the inland river and southwest of the First Airport to cover the main force's evacuation!"

yes. A staff officer raised his chest and saluted. Go quickly to deliver the order.

"Order the First Battalion of Blood Shadow to recover immediately. Establish a blocking position northwest of the First Airport to cover the transfer of materials from the base..."

"Order that the 3rd and 5th Armored Battalions of Blood Shadow, which have retreated from the northern industrial area, immediately change their movement route and march quickly via the 5th Resource Highway to the 1005th kilometer of the 3rd Resource Highway, and establish a barrier to cover the main force before noon tomorrow. Second blocking line!”

"Order, the Warriors' 1st Mecha Regiment and 2nd Mecha Regiment must launch an attack on Puluo Town at 10 p.m., incorporate the 1st to 9th Blood Shadow Sharp Knife Companies of the mixed regiment, and prepare for battle in advance. Artillery fire Prepare to increase two bases to ensure success the first time."

"Order.........."

Fairler's voice became faster and faster, and he issued orders one after another. The staff officers beside him raised their chests and raised their heads and loudly accepted the orders.

For a time, amid the decisive orders and the loud replies from the staff, the entire Northern Alliance headquarters swept away the previous haze and had high morale.

Longxing will want to form a superior force against the Northern Alliance, at least in three hours, what are they afraid of! With the 3rd and 5th Infantry Divisions blocking the attack, the 1st Blood Shadow Battalion assisting in defense, and the 3rd and 5th Blood Shadow Battalions diagonally inserting themselves into Resource Highway No. 3 to establish a second blocking line, are you still afraid of being bitten by the enemy? ! By the time the town of Puro was captured and Sussian reinforcements were parachuted into Mars, the Northern Alliance would still dominate the world!

The entire command center is operating at high speed, clearing away the fog. They want to strive for another ending!

Suddenly, a voice froze everyone's movements and footsteps. People looked around in shock, trying to find different expressions on their companions' faces.

However, they were disappointed. From each other's frightened eyes, they were sure that it was not their hallucination, but the base's shrill alarm!

"Woo..." The alarm in the command center finally let out a hysterical scream after a second delay. The red light was spinning desperately on everyone's face.

"Chief of Staff..." The staff officer who had just reported that the fleet was under attack stood up from the center console again.

His face was pale, and his body was shaking constantly, as if he might fall at any time: "The gate of the base was attacked by bandit mechas..."

It’s the bandit army again! Fairler felt as if his head had been hit by a big stick, and stars were flying out. "Chief of Staff..." The communications staff also stood up in front of the central console: "Commander of the Bandit Army, I want to talk to you!"

"Take it!" Fairler's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.

The communications officer quickly pressed the connect button...

"Fairler! Wash your butt and wait, I'm here!" The moment the communicator was connected, the fat man's howling sounded.

Now...not waiting for everyone to come to their senses. Communication was cut off again.

"Bang!" A coffee cup flew to the corner and was smashed to pieces.

Cheng Zhixuan stood in the control tower hall of Airport 13, looking through the 360-degree floor-to-ceiling windows at the planet Mars occupying the entire field of vision on the left, sighing in a low voice.

He likes the feeling of standing on the airport. On one side is the huge planet that is about to be controlled by the Longxing Society, and on the other side is the deep and vast universe.

Spaceport No. 13, like a flat manta ray, floats quietly in the orbit of Mars. This is a giant steel monster built entirely by humans. Standing at the console overlooking the entire airport, Cheng Zhixuan always laments the insignificance of human beings. At the same time marvel at the great creativity of mankind.

Watching a medium-sized transport ship with anti-collision lights flashing up and down its wings, being towed by a huge automatic towing arm, disappeared into the port's external channel. Cheng Zhixuan turned around, looked at Su Kezhou who was closing his eyes to rest, and said, "I can't believe that all this came so easily."

"Tenacity..." Su Kezhou opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Isn't it the core quality of the Chakna nation?"

He stood up, looked at the Mars planet outside the window, and said slowly: "Chakna is a broad nation. A tolerant nation, and along with broadness and tolerance is the tenacity in our nature! It is exactly This kind of tenacity has brought us victory again and again. It has allowed this nation to remain independent after the great integration and great turbulence of the world."

"Yes." Cheng Zhixuan sighed: "When the Earth Federation disintegrated, all nations were integrated together, and all cultures could only appear with certain symbols. However, Chakna culture, with its broadness and tolerance, integrated With other ethnic groups. Perhaps, compared with the ancient earth period, Chakna civilization has changed a lot. However, her roots have not changed."

"How many wars..." Su Kezhou said: "This is how we have come. Those who conquered us were integrated by us, and those who invaded us were crushed by us. Resilience, let our nation always have The power of late strike!”

"Speaking of these..." Su Kezhou poured a cup of tea for Cheng Zhixuan, then refilled his own cup, and said slowly in a recalling tone: "I will always think of my mother."

"She is not beautiful, she is a little thin, but she loves beauty. She has a somewhat fickle personality..." Su Kezhou's expression was unusually gentle: "When I was a child, my family was very poor and my father died young. My mother worked as a dispatcher at the port. , when I am busy, I work overtime day and night. After work, she guides my brothers and sisters and me in our homework, and takes care of my grandparents and grandparents. There are eight people in the family, and she carries all the burdens alone. , that carried it for decades. I have never heard her complain of pain or tiredness. I really don’t know how she can have such a powerful force in her body. "

"Do you believe it?" Su Kezhou took a sip of tea, pulled himself out of his memories, and said to Cheng Zhixuan: "If it were other ethnic groups, I'm afraid they would have collapsed long ago. It's easy to say, but it's a bit bitter, but they will never It was unbearable. When I grew up, I realized that there are countless people like my mother in Chakna. This nation has a backbone that is born to bear suffering."

"What happened next?" Cheng Zhixuan asked, "I mean, your mother..."

"We sent away three old people. When the youngest one got married, she went to play." Su Kezhou smiled bitterly: "I found a companion and traveled around the world. She came back to see us once a year. When we had children, she She refused to leave and helped take care of her for two years. Later, while sitting on a wicker chair, she saw a joke and laughed to death. She was eighty-nine years old when she died."

"Report..." Su Kezhou's adjutant walked into the hall and saluted: "The First Assault Regiment and the Second Assault Regiment of the Iron Armored Division are ready to board the ship. Please give instructions."

Su Kezhou and Cheng Zhixuan turned around and smiled at each other.

"It's up to us! If the Northern Alliance wants to trade space for time, we will let them know that their space is seriously insufficient!" Cheng Zhixuan saluted Su Kezhou and said with a smile: "The only drawback is that the limelight They were all snatched away by that fat man."

"It doesn't matter." Su Kezhou returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "Wherever he goes, he is also a Chakna! All glory belongs to Chakna." He continued to ask for monthly votes.

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