Counterfeit Hero

March in a hurry, attack, break through, and march in a hurry again.

Longxinghui is going strong all the way.

The Northern League is obviously making its last ditch effort.

All the troops that could be gathered to stop him were gathered together.

From the electronic sand table, with the vanguard of the Longxing Society as the center, the entire enemy and friend icons look like a radial galaxy. The further out you go, the fewer the icons, and the further in, the more concentrated the icons are.

One after another, Northern Alliance troops appeared on the Longxinghui's advance route.

Whether it was infantry or armored troops, they fought almost as soon as they came into contact, desperately trying to slow down the progress of Longxinghui. Those improvised and crude blocking positions cannot be regarded as positions at all. They just occupied some of the better terrain around them to stall for time.

Such obstruction was not in the eyes of Cheng Zhixuan and Cage at all.

The Longxinghui Armored Regiment has been trained for many years under the guidance of the Chakna Armored Training Standards. It only takes a few charges like actual combat training to win.

Invincible along the way, the soldiers' morale became higher and higher. Some people have already shouted the slogan of sweeping the entire Mars and completely annihilating the Northern Alliance. The team moved forward faster and faster, and the light beams of the mecha spotlights swayed, making this mighty iron flow look unstoppable, and also made Cheng Zhixuan and the armored division commander Cage feel very relaxed.

The two even drank tea and played chess. At the same time, he was still guessing about the current situation of the fat man who dared to go deep into the enemy's lair with nine people.

Until they ran into the defense line deployed along the inland river by the Northern Alliance's 3rd Infantry Division.

This time, the two remaining infantry regiments of the Northern Alliance's 3rd Infantry Division, which had no retreat, directly blew up the only bridge for communication on this route. And relying on the city on the west bank of the inland river, a solid defense line was built between the ruins and buildings. Soldiers, mechas and self-propelled artillery on the surrounding defense lines. They collected everything they could, and they were determined to block Longxing from the east of the river!

Detours are impossible. Almost as soon as they arrived at the inland river, the first regiment of the Longxinghui Armored Division launched artillery fire on the other side of the river.

Until they were convinced that their opponents had lost the courage to resist under the fierce fire, they dispatched the armored engineer battalion and began to build bridges for mechas to pass!

Until the bridge was halfway built, the Northern Alliance 3rd Infantry Division, which had been passively beaten, finally began to fight back.

The distance between the two sides is only more than ten kilometers, and there are tall buildings overlooking the distance, so there is no need for Skynet to guide the shooting of Zhu Yuan. You can also point out where to hit. For a time, the long-range artillery fire was extremely lively. Often, the opponent's artillery position had just been destroyed, and before it had time to move, it was covered by the opponent's artillery fire.

Although the Northern Alliance's infantry division suffered greatly in this regard, they still succeeded in destroying the bridges they had built and destroying many engineering battalions' operational mechas. Longxing will use all its firepower to suppress it. None of them could stop them.

This setback delayed a lot of time in the advancement of Longxing Club, and also made Cage very angry. After rejecting the bandit's mecha squad's request to participate in the attack, he personally went to the front line to direct the battle.

The second build failed faster than the first time.

In order to suppress the opponent's vitality, Cage arranged both armored regiments to conduct unlimited fire suppression. He swore that he would smash every mecha and self-propelled artillery across the river into scrap metal. And the engineer battalions of the two regiments. During this almost luxurious artillery suppression, bridge construction began at the same time on the upstream and downstream sides five kilometers apart.

However, the commander of the 3rd Infantry Division gave Cage, who had been away from battle for a long time, a profound lesson. Two precise and ferocious artillery strikes. Their work was interrupted when the approach bridge was built directly at the engineer camp. This made Cage understand that in the huge urban area on the west bank of the Inland River. Within a radius of nearly thirty kilometers, it is impossible to determine where the opponent's hidden long-range artillery troops are.

But Longxinghui can only be restricted to this river. The bridge was naturally built because of this river. The other party only needs to understand this and monitor it from the west bank of the river.

Standing in the temporary observation post, looking at the twisted broken bridge on the river and the enemy's fortifications on the other side, Cage went crazy with anger. If it's in Chakna, there are fighter jets. There is the Skynet system. With a three-dimensional strike system, he has ten thousand ways to break through this damn river. But now, he could only stand there and pluck out his beard one by one!

"Lieutenant Colonel Cage!" A staff officer took off his headphones: "The bandit team requested to launch an attack. They said that if you don't agree, they will do whatever they want. (\u0026子\u0026堂\u0026头\u0026发)"

"I admit that they are very good at combat." Cage's loud voice made the temporary observation center tremble. Adding fuel to the fire, he almost roared: "But there is a damn river in front of us! What can they do with their shabby mechas?!"

"Wait, Cage!" Cheng Zhixuan, who had been silent all this time, waved his hand and frowned: "Maybe we should let them give it a try. Don't forget, they have besieged them to the inland river line several times in the Northern Alliance. time to escape."

"Okay!" Cage hesitated for a while, then turned to the communications staff and said: "Let them prepare for the attack and report the battle plan..."

Soon, the Longxinghui mecha warriors located on the east bank of the inland river were surprised to find that the bandit mecha squad that had been marching silently on the left wing of their brigade appeared on the edge of the inland river. . In order to make room for them, a company of the regiment was also moved to the rear.

Looking at these ruins walking silently through the neighborhood, and the big-bellied mechas lined up in a triangular assault formation on Norris Street on the east bank of the inland river bridge that had been blown up, the Longxing Club mecha warriors couldn't help but feel a commotion.

The people sitting inside these mechas are all their idols. The person they long to be! In the past, to watch one of their group matches, you not only had to have money, but you also had to have a place in the genre. For most Mars youth, this is simply a dream!

But now, they appeared in front of him collectively, not only did they prepare to take action collectively! What's even more exciting is that they are in the same camp as him!

This thought. Let every Longxinghui warrior born in Mars go crazy with excitement.

But... no one can figure out how these mechas will act.

While concentrating and holding their breath, the bandit mecha team's triangle assault formation was activated.

Start, sprint, as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the triangular formation, fifty meters apart from the front and back, had already rushed to the river bank? .

"They want to jump into the river?"

As soon as this idea appeared in the minds of the Longxing Society soldiers, they saw it. The cyan mecha at the front kicked hard on the river embankment. The blue light from the auxiliary thruster nozzle was bright. The entire mecha was like a cannonball, shooting toward the other side of the three-kilometer-wide inland river.

The moment the first mecha shot out, the two mechas in the second row also stepped onto the river embankment. Same movement, same speed. This time, it was two fired shells.

Immediately, there were three vehicles in the third row and four vehicles in the fourth row... With a sharp sound breaking through the air, the rows of mechas flying into the air shocked everyone present. .

At a speed of 900 kilometers per hour, it takes twelve seconds to cover a three-kilometer-wide inland river!

These twelve seconds, under the stunned gaze of soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, seemed as long as a century.

Especially Cheng Zhixuan and Cage in the observation station. His eyes almost popped out of his head. Flyover, what this word means to mechas, every mecha warrior knows!

This means that there will be no obstacle zone for those who own this mecha! In ground war. They can truly get rid of the constraints of the road and appear in any location! No matter the mountains or the swamps, as long as they want to. There is no place that cannot be passed!

This kind of all-round movement ability that ignores terrain cannot be solved even by the eleventh generation mecha recently developed by Chakna. This is also the ability that armored weapons have dreamed of from the moment they appeared!

Cheng Zhixuan finally understood why the bandits could come and go freely in Central City. Why can ten mechas sneak into the Northern Alliance base? All the answers lie in the flying ability of this mecha! He clenched his fists tightly and determined to defeat this armored force. Control in hand.

Twelve seconds. Fleeting.

When the Northern Alliance soldiers on the west bank came to their senses and opened fire one after another, the bandit mecha team. Already landed.

It was in a triangle attack formation when it started, and when it landed, it was also in a neat triangle attack formation, without any mess.

Attack, break through, cut, strangle.

The Northern Alliance's 3rd Infantry Division, which was dispersed in various neighborhoods to avoid being covered by Longxinghui's artillery fire, was simply unable to organize a formal resistance. After tearing through the defense line, the bandit troops cut through and cut all the way, constantly sending back messages to guide the east coast bombardment. ==.. First release== In just ten minutes, the two infantry battalions and more than a dozen artillery positions of the Northern Alliance's 3rd Infantry Division were annihilated in organized areas.

At this time, Longxinghui Armored Regiment, who was trembling with excitement from the attack of the bandit team, began to build the bridge again. The Northern Alliance infantry was so confused that it was impossible to organize sufficient firepower. When the first Northern Alliance armored company crossed the bridge and excitedly joined the idol team's offensive, the defense line of the 3rd Infantry Division finally collapsed. .

The torrent of steel rolls forward. When the bandit mechas completed their sweep like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves and returned to their left wing, a Longxinghui mecha warrior who had witnessed the entire battle spoke out the heartfelt wishes of all Northern Alliance soldiers.

"So fucking awesome!"

In the silent hall, Feier and Fatty stood face to face.

One was smiling inside the mecha, and the other was holding a gun outside the mecha with a livid face.

"Everyone else who wants to surrender, put down your guns." Ignoring Fatty and Fairler, the energy cannons of the other three micro-mechas gathered entangled light filaments and walked into the crowd: "The men stand on the left, the women Stand on the right side, pick up the gun and stand in the middle if you want to die..."

After a second, Thelwall simply threw away the gun in his hand.

Then came the second and third branches. A moment later, Fairler was the only one left in the command room with a gun. Everyone else was disarmed and detained.

"Have you washed your butt?" The fat man raised his chin at Fairler.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Fairler looked at the hateful fat face in the transparent canopy of the mecha. Pull the trigger one after another. The bullets hit the transparent armor of the mecha, leaving no trace at all, and were all bounced away.

With the last bullet left, Fairler put the gun into his mouth. He hoped that after the gun went off, everything would be a nightmare.

The lightning-fast mechanical arm accurately grabbed Fairler's wrist, and with a crisp click, the gun in Fairler's hand fell to the ground.

The fat man looked at Fairler with a smile. His eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Do you think I will let you die so happily?"

"What do you want to do?" Feier said in a hoarse voice, holding the hand with the crushed bones, and looked at the fat man fiercely: "You are a soldier!"

"Have you remembered your identity as a soldier now?" The fat man opened the cockpit, jumped down and kicked Fairler in the stomach, roaring: "I don't want to be a soldier now, I am a gangster now!"

He grabbed a handful of Fairy's hair as he doubled over in pain. Revealing Fairler's dark and stern face, he slapped him with all his strength. Blood spattered, and the fat man's face was extremely ferocious: "When you ordered the bombardment of Puluo Town, why didn't you remember that you were a soldier? "

Half of Fairler's cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, and nosebleeds dripped down the tip of his nose: "The winner is the winner and the loser is the enemy. War is war. Winning the war by all means is the responsibility of a good commander..."

"Fuck you!" The fat man kicked Fairler in the stomach again, kicking him three or four meters away. Then he strode forward and kicked him repeatedly: "Are you worthy of being called Commander? Let me tell you, you are a complete bastard!"

He twisted Feierle's hair with his left hand and lifted him up. The fat man put his right hand under his left arm and twisted his waist. Another slap in the face with his backhand: "In order to conceal your whereabouts, you dare to bloodbath all the refugee settlements along the way, do you know. Those are people, not livestock!"

Fairler was slapped to the ground. His face was covered with blood and he was completely deformed. He groaned: "In order to achieve the strategic goal, no matter how many people die, it is worth it! They are just some ignorant people living in this world." The life and death of the humanoid beasts above depend on other people’s thoughts.”

The fat man's eyes were bloodshot, the person in front of him. And those photos in the famous generals directory. They gradually merged before his eyes. His anger is because. In this world, there are too many such inhuman bastards dressed up as famous generals!

It is these people who make this world so dirty!

The fat man lifted up the dead dog-like Fairer: "Excellent commander... It's a pity that your creed did not allow you to win this battle." He punched Fairler in the stomach. Laughing wildly: "I won!".

Before Fairler vomited out the contents of his stomach in a spurt, the fat man dodged and was already behind him, grabbed Fairler's arm with his backhand and bent it hard.

There was just a click, and Fairler let out an earth-shattering scream.

"You're just calculating, it's all nonsense!" The fat man's words were like poisonous thorns, piercing Feier's heart. The severe pain and humiliation made him collapse quickly: "Kill me! If you have the ability, kill me!"

"They are animals to be slaughtered by others, and you are the animals to be slaughtered by me!" The fat man picked up the gun on the ground, turned the gun handle upside down, and grabbed Fairler's hand: "In order to achieve the strategic goal, no matter how many people die, it is worth it. , this is what you said!"

He raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at the Northern Alliance officer who could not help but tremble beside the wall. He gritted his teeth and said to Feier: "The strategic purpose I want to use you to achieve now is to let everyone here know. What will happen to people like you!"

The pistol suddenly dropped, smashing one of Fairler's fingers. As Feiler screamed crazily, the fat man put his mouth to his ear and roared: "This finger, I collect interest for the refugees on Resource Highway No. 7."

The handle of the gun fell again, and blood splattered everywhere.

The fat man was trembling all over as Fairer howled: "I smashed this finger for the civilians in the Kalif River agricultural area! That's six thousand lives!"

"This root is a refugee from Mishan!"

"This one is from the common people of Puluo Town!"

The handle of the gun was smashed down again and again, and Fairler's screams sounded again and again. The staff officers on the side were already scared to death. A day ago, they were controlling the lives and deaths of others at will. In their eyes, all life is just a series of numbers.

But now, as the gun handles fell again and again, they discovered that it turned out that those numbers represented innocent souls full of resentment!

After smashing his fingers, the fat man stood up and threw away the deformed gun in his hand. He also picked up a pistol and loaded it. Drag Feiler in front of the staff, lift him up, point a gun at his butt, and say coldly to him: "I told you to clean your butt and wait for me. Now, I'm here. Excellent." There are many commanders who enjoy the pleasure of blasting anus with bullets. You are the first!"

The fat man's eyes left Feier's blood-stained face, passed through the wall, the soil, and the starry sky, and landed on the scene of the tragic battle outside the central star field of Feile a few days ago.

One by one, mine warships rotated in the explosion. disintegration.

Faces appeared in front of Fatty's eyes one after another. Admiral Snyder, Lieutenant General Brown...all the young heroes of the Federal Fleet, the elites of the three hundred years of peace.

"This is the first outstanding commander to be presented to the altar." The fat man's smiling face looked strange to the people next to him: "There will be many more in the future!"

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

The bullet tore a hole in Fairler's butt and exited through the back of his vest.

Fairler only trembled violently, and then collapsed in the fat man's hands.

Throw away the body. The fat man squinted at Thelwall with pleading eyes: "Your army is still attacking my territory. Do you want me to teach you what to do?"

"no, I'm fine!"

The first charge was repulsed.

The second time, I almost reached a breakthrough, but was blocked again.

Now, it is the third charge of the Northern Alliance towards the bandit army's northeastern defense line and the starting point.

This time, they have deployed all the troops they can. All invested in it. Blood Shadow's nine sharp knife companies and the 8th and 9th Armored Battalions. The remnants of the two mixed regiments and the logistics brigade were lost. The 1st and 2nd Warrior Mecha Regiments had just arrived and only had half of their energy left.

Red ground, black, iron gray... amidst the deafening explosions, the Northern Alliance armored cluster surged like a tide onto the bandit defense position that had been plowed by artillery fire.

Blood and fire filled people's entire field of vision. The impact airflow generated by the violent explosion swept away everything around it. In the thick smoke, mechas were firing, fusion grenades were flying in the air, missiles were flying around, and on the muddy land, figures were fighting to the death.

A red mecha covered in mud roared into the trench.

Before it could gain a firm foothold, a thin bandit soldier jumped out of the trench and pounced on it with lightning speed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent explosion.

Without any ideological struggle, without any hesitation or hesitation, this suicide attack was so simple that it was outrageous!

The flames soaring into the sky swallowed up everything in an instant. When the light faded away, the Bei Alliance mecha that rushed to the position had lost its mechanical legs and lay crooked in the huge charred crater, unable to move.

Burning limbs, blood, and minced meat were scattered like raindrops, crackling in the crater. The air was filled with fine floating black residue, and a few pieces of blue clothes were floating leisurely in the wind. They seemed to be holding their mouths and laughing at the miserable mecha wreckage beneath them.

"You mecha, I have my life!"

Northern Alliance mechas surged into position in groups. Their energy cannons were firing desperately.

In the red and white fire net, there are bandit soldiers one after another. In the muddy trench, their faces were so dirty that they couldn't see clearly. All that could be seen were figures firing at close range in front of the mecha or swooping desperately. And the most difficult thing to forget is their bloodshot but bright eyes!

"kill!"

Wetherill, whose eyes were already red with blood, let out a crazy roar from his burning throat.

Dozens of black mechas covered in scars, under his leadership, stood firmly in front of the steel torrent of the Northern Alliance. Cross lunges, side kicks, step back and side kicks, backhand slashes, step forwards and punches...all the movements come together to form the most determined word in the world - fight to the death!

Wave after wave of attacks dissipated like waves crashing onto a rock. One after another, the Northern Alliance mechas fell to the ground in disbelief. Until their death, these Northern Alliance soldiers did not understand how the swaying bandit mechas in front of them could knock them down. They could not even stand firm!

Can you go against the will of heaven with just a burst of passion? !

A Zhanjian whose drive system was damaged rolled on the ground and hugged the Bei Alliance mecha beside it. The energy muzzle burst into a dazzling white light after a brief silken entanglement. The white light suddenly spread between the two mechas, swept across the position, and after swallowing the two Northern Alliance mechas at close range, disappeared in the dawn light. .

The light dissipated, and the flames of the explosion rolled into the void. A Northern Alliance mecha saw the gap and rushed over quickly. However, when the height of the position dropped below his level, what he saw was another rickety bandit mecha.

Wetherill's fingers were already cramped. The excruciating pain was unbearable for him. Blood flowed from his forehead. It was the wound that had just been broken after the canopy was smashed and he escaped from death.

He no longer had any thoughts, his mind was blank, and all the fighting was done subconsciously. He didn't know how long he could hold on. Perhaps, in the next second, he would be killed in this confused state.

Pulling out the bloody mechanical arm from the chest of a Northern Alliance mecha, Wetherell worked hard to maintain the balance of the mecha. He looked up at the time on the console... One hour and forty-five minutes had passed since Markovich gave the order.

No reason, no reason.

With the strength of a company, in front of dozens of times the enemy, they persisted for two hours! If you can do it, you have to do it, and if you can’t do it, you have to do it!

With a grin, Wetherill pushed the control stick and rushed towards the Northern Alliance mecha in front of him.

Fifteen minutes left!

However, before Wetherill could pounce in front of the opponent, the Northern Alliance mecha turned around and quickly exited the position. Wetherill's hand shook, and the mecha lost its balance and fell to its knees.

In the sight blurred by blood, the Northern Alliance mechas that had almost broken through the position receded like the tide.

what happened?

On the huge position, there were only less than two companies of infantry and more than forty remaining mechas from the second battalion and third company standing blankly on the muddy position, looking around blankly.

One minute, two minutes...Ten minutes passed, and a loud bugle sounded from behind.

In the golden light of the morning light, the soldiers burst into tears and laughed loudly! Monthly pass.

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