Counterfeit Hero

"Helen...Look, let's discuss it again." The fat man moved his arm and touched Helen. This move touched a towering soft ball...Ouch... .. He was about to die. The fat man felt that his head was dizzy and his body was numb and numb. When he spoke, his throat was shaking like ice and fire: "I have been busy since I came here. We haven't been here yet." We had a good exchange..."

"What do you want to say? I'll tell you what you want to say?" Helen hung on the fat man's arm, with a faint blush on her cheeks. She smiled and bit her lips: "Anyway..."

Having taken this step, Helen felt as if she had left the prison of her soul, and her whole person became full of energy. All the hesitation, hesitation, and worry about gains and losses in the past few days were completely lost.

Women are all emotional, and few men understand that in every woman's heart, there is a pure sky. This sky is full of beautiful fantasies, longings, and all beautiful things, which have never been polluted by the outside world.

No matter how hard life is, no matter how old they become, people can always feel happy when they hold up the flowers sent by their lover, when they face the hugs and coquettishness of their children, when they get a beautiful dress that they have longed for for a long time. The charming and shy beauty revealed reveals the world in their hearts.

Once this world is occupied by people, a woman will no longer be herself. She belongs to this occupier, her lover, child or lover, for whom she can give everything.

In this troubled world, the meaning of life. Just stay alive. No one knows how long they can survive or what the future will bring.

Helen didn't want to regret it. She loved this annoying fat man. When the fat man threw himself on her without hesitation and shielded her from the explosion, he had already entered a territory in her heart that was completely different from this troubled world. In that warm and peaceful world, he was everything.

He fascinated her and made her care. It made her confused. Every move of this man was infinitely magnified in Helen's eyes.

Helen knew it when she saw the fat man's crying back, when she felt sad for the nurse named Mei Duo. I have no choice but to wait any longer. She couldn't stay further and further away from him, and she didn't want to live by lonely memories in the days to come.

Traditions, rules, laws...all the constraints that humans have set for themselves become insignificant in the face of life and love.

Helen hugged the fat man's arm. a heart. Jumping like a deer. She felt shy. Shortness of breath. A little suffocating and a little sweet... It turns out. Even in this cruel and chaotic world. You can also have this feeling of being in love. What war. What a displacement. What death... nothing matters anymore.

Helen confessed. Let the fat man's mind go blank. He is not a sanctimonious saint. Just one look at this man makes my heart beat fast. Countless fantasies about the most beautiful woman in Lelei come to mind. He couldn't help but be tempted. But. He still felt like a failure. Grandfather Tian Bo’s light shines all over the flowers. Come and go with ease. No leaf touches the earth's style. How desirable. I actually...sigh. Real estate speculators become landlords. Become a shareholder by speculating in stocks. Pick up girls and become husbands. The most useless thing in the world. There's nothing more than this...it's embarrassing to even say it!

Feeling Helen's firm breasts rubbing against her arms. The expression on the fat man's face can only be described as distraught and sanctimonious.

The crew member who just served. Came over again. The expression on this face. Seems surprised.

The fat man felt aggrieved. I'm the one who gets taken advantage of, okay? Look carefully at my ice-cold arms!

Helen obviously also saw the surprised and ambiguous looks of the crew. but. She didn't let go of Fatty. He just buried his deeply red face in the fat man's arms. On hand. But he hugged her tighter.

It was a hot and torturous journey.

While the fat man was still twisting his arms slightly, wandering in the sky, struggling repeatedly in his mind, thinking about the philosophical question of whether to follow or not, the spacecraft had already arrived at the No. 1 base.

Seeing that the fat man had no intention of getting off the boat, Helen rolled her eyes charmingly, patted his mischievous arm, and whispered: "We've arrived at the base." So fast? "The fat man was surprised and disappointed.

"Pervert..." Helen bit her lip, looked at the bandit soldiers waiting at the cockpit entrance, pulled hard on the fat man's arm, and whispered shyly: "Get up."

"Wait..." The fat man pressed his palms down, curled his body, and took a deep breath: "Let me calm down."

calm? Helen's eyes dropped suspiciously...

dying! ! ! !

Ten minutes later, the fat man walked out of the cabin door.

The port hall is already crowded.

The bandit soldiers in blue uniforms lined up upright, like tall and tall pine trees.

At the front of the queue were the sect leaders of the major sects who had arrived early, as well as junior officers such as Cozmo and Wetherill. Further in front were Barbarossa, Chekov, Audrey from the Logistics Department, Belch from the Logistics Research Department, and a group of Salega officers headed by Fang Xiang.

When the fat man walked out of the cabin door, suddenly, a burst of thunderous applause and cheers erupted like a volcano - the owner of the sound was the crowd of local people behind the port.

A few days ago, they were still wandering in the universe and were still being bullied by the Suss and the Jiepen people, but now, they are lucky enough to stand here, looking at their own territory and their own army with tears in their eyes.

Their moods were already agitated beyond measure. There is a name that has been holding in their chests.

When that familiar figure appeared in front of them, no one could control themselves anymore.

Scream it out, roar it out. All grievances, all pain, and all pride.

"Tian Xingjian! Tian Xingjian!"

This sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami swept through the entire base port in an instant, violent and fiery.

"Long live LeRae!"

"Long live the bandits!"

Amidst the cheers, the fat man's face suddenly turned red. Looking up, I saw the balcony of the port hall. The white skirt was fluttering, and the girl was filled with tears. The girl, who looked like a deer, was looking at him quietly.

"I'm so glad to see you, General Tian. I thought we would never meet again."

After leaving the port where cheers filled the sky and returning to the central command room of the base, Fang Xiang shook hands with Fatty.

This was the first time she and Fatty had met in real life, but they felt like they had been enemies for many years.

That bargaining session left a deep impression on Fang Xiang, no matter how others praised the fat man. No matter how she cheered for him, Fang Xiang wanted to bite off a piece of this fat man's flesh. She twitched the corners of her mouth expressionlessly and gave him a smile. The words he spoke were filled with provocation and revenge. .

Didn't you say that I can do whatever I want in half a year? When the time comes, I will leave. It depends on what you do!

Women have the natural right to be petty!

"General Fang..., I've always wanted to say..." The liar held Fang Xiang's hand, his eyes a little straight: "You look really like my sister."

Fang Xiang was stunned. She didn't expect the fat man's first words when he saw her. It turned out to be this. She looks like his sister, so why have she made so many video calls and never heard from him?

Seeing the fat man holding her hand blankly, Fang Xiang was about to pull her hand away, but suddenly she saw the fat man's eyes. I don't know when, but it has turned red. From such a close distance, she could clearly see the mist rising in those clear eyes, and the mist full of longing and pain...

Fang Xiang's heart suddenly trembled.

"Sister..." Fatty murmured somewhat absentmindedly. His confused, struggling, and aggrieved look made Fang Xiang at a loss. I couldn't bear to refuse. After a while. The fat man came to his senses and let go of Fang Xiang's hand with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I lost my temper."

"It doesn't matter..." Fang Xiang retracted her hand in a daze.

"You look so much like my sister..." There was never any sister liar. The emotions had already been brewing for a long time, and now they were expressing themselves freely, recalling affectionately: "When I was young, I was my sister's follower. I would follow her wherever she went. We quarreled and argued about things every day, but, No one can live without the other. I thought that we would be together for the rest of our lives, but this damn war..."

The fat man closed his eyes in pain, gritted his teeth tightly, and a teardrop appeared in the corner of his eye.

In the sad silence, the liar took a deep breath, raised his head, and blinked his eyes quickly, as if he wanted to hold back the tears that he could no longer hold back.

Finally, when Fang Xiang's eyes turned red with compassion, the fat man trembled: "General Fang, from today on, you are my sister, and we are a family! Believe me, one day, I will be with you, Return to Salga, take back your land, expel the invaders, and avenge General Tolstoy!"

Fang Xiang couldn't help but nodded. The slightest awkwardness before the meeting had long been forgotten.

In terms of IQ, Fang Xiang is superhuman, and in terms of emotional intelligence, she is not weak either. However, the person she faced was a fat man who could control emotions tens of thousands of times in front of the mirror and was proficient in psychology. With mental arithmetic but no intention, how could Fang Xiang be his opponent? At this moment, Fatty showed his true feelings. Facing his gaze towards her, Fang Xiang saw an indescribable attachment. It seems that she is really his sister.

"Okay!" Chekov choked, wiping away the tears that actually came from laughter: "Let's not mention these sad things. I believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to defeat all enemies!"

Chekov patted the fat man on the shoulder and squeezed it, good acting skills. The fat man wiped away his strong tears and gave a thumbs up behind his back. Damn it, this old boy is good.

Barbarossa stood nearby and had a clear look, his face twitching. None of these Lelei people are good birds, especially those who have been led by Fatty. They are simply a bunch of top-notch bastards! look. Major General Le Lei, whose eyes were red, was so moved. The eyes he looked at the fat man were also full of care.

This sister has probably been brought into the drama by the fat man.

"Fat man, this is the distribution map of the space station and the galaxies with Skynet detectors currently under our control." Chekov handed an electronic folder to Fat Man, pointed to the interstellar plan on the folder and said: "Designed by the Logistics Research Department The performance of the micro-detectors is very good, with a large detection range, strong interference, and communication transfer functions. The most important thing is that it is easy to manufacture. These galaxies. We have scattered nearly one million micro-detectors, and the combined induction It includes all jump channels. Now, the manufacturing department is working overtime. In a while, we will be able to spread our micro-sensitive detectors on the galaxies in the most important part of the Mars Channel."

With that said, Chekov took out another document and said: "In terms of communication, although it will still be interfered and tracked by Xiyo, there is a geometric transfer of micro detectors. It is impossible for them to lock our position. It's just that the quality of the communication is affected, and sometimes it's interrupted due to a malfunction of a micro-detector." Handing the folder to the fat man, Chekov continued: "This is the intelligence sent by General Bernadotte. At present, the two mixed fleets of Chakna have entered the main channel. It is estimated that they will arrive at Mars first. Major General Carolina, the commander-in-chief of the Mars Front, is in this fleet. They will and have already A Feian B-class mixed fleet that passed through the Resk system formed the main force to fight against the West York fleet in the main channel. On the Mars planet, Carolina will lead a Feian B-class fleet that arrived together with the Feian B-class fleet. Division, cooperate with the Longxing Society, use Mars planet as the core base, and open up the second battlefield in the southeast star field. To the south, it can contain Xiyo's attack on Fisichella, and to the north. It can echo Chakna's attack on Fisichella. The Lesk Galaxy launches a counterattack."

"Use the planet Mars as the core base?" Fatty seemed to have no idea, and got very close to Fang Xiang: "Sister Xiang, what do you think?"

In the harmonious atmosphere and natural tone deliberately created by this bitch who is proficient in sexual theory and liar skills, Fang Xiang did not have the slightest resistance to the sound of "Sister Xiang". Instead, because of the obedience and respect shown by Fatty, Le Lei's heroic brother, Fang Xiang Feel a little joy. Moreover, in fact, she has already integrated into the bandit army. He pondered at the moment: "Our strength is still very weak. We cannot bear the loss. Fei Meng and Chakna are attracting Xiyo's attention on the Mars planet. It is a good thing for us. However, after all, it is the League. If we want to get the space and time to develop and grow, we must help Carolina and hold off Siyo."

"I agree with Sister Xiang's opinion!" The fat man understood the truth that flattery can never wear out, and he praised loudly: "Sister Xiang is indeed an excellent commander, and she hit the nail on the head. To put it bluntly, Xiang Sister and I have the same vision as heroes!"

As he said this, the shameless bitch and Fang Xiang looked at each other and smiled. There are many heroes who cherish heroes, and there is a deep feeling of brotherly love.

"But..." Chekov and Fatty have been together for a long time, and they have already become very skilled at the work of admiration. He frowned and said: "Mars Freeport is the distribution center for materials for the entire free waterway. According to statistics, after the faction war ended, the flow of merchant ships and material throughput returned to the fourth level in just one week. It is still rising. Although we obtained some materials in the early stage, if we do not put Ma Having Seers in our hands will have a great impact on our future development. If the Southeast Allied Forces Command insists on declaring this organization illegal, I'm afraid..."

"Colonel Chekov, in terms of strategic review, you are much worse than Sister Xiang." The fat man smiled honestly, and there was no trace of his flattery: "The development of the bandit army must not be tied to the Mars Free Port. On the ground. The Mars Free Port and the Mars Free Channel are two different things. As long as we have the channel, our tentacles can extend further."

"Yes!" Fang Xiang glanced at the fat man approvingly and said with a smile: "Actually, before blocking the Suss fleet, General Tolstoy left a way out for the Longbow fleet. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to Come to the Mars Free Channel." As she spoke, she took off a ring on her hand, pushed it gently, and popped out an electronic document pin interface, inserting the electronic document in the fat man's hand: "I will also hand it over to you today. After all... This is the material procurement channel designed by General Tolstoy for the Salga fleet. The list above is the smugglers and businessmen who have received his favor in Salga. They They have two things in common. One is that they have great magical powers. The other is that they do not belong to the two major camps of Fei League and Xiyue."

"1.6 billion Feiyu!" The fat man's eyes glanced over the list and suddenly saw another data: "A lot of money! Dowry? Private money?"

"Military expenses!" Fang Xiang rolled her eyes at the fat man and put away the ring.

"By the way..." The fat man thought of his belongings. During this period, all the business was done without capital, and the funds were not used at all. Mars was defeated, and now it is time to reap the results! He immediately asked Chekov: "How much money do we have now?"

"Haha..." Chekov rubbed his hands and laughed foolishly.

"Say. How much!" The fat man grabbed Chekov's collar anxiously: "Say it quickly!"

"I don't know either." Chekov said with a silly smile on his face: "... During these days, I just grabbed them. I have to ask Audrey how many there are."

"Audrey?!" The fat man felt guilty. From the moment he stepped out of the transport ship, he noticed that the girl's face looked wrong.

It is said that. After Mei Duo arrived at the base, Audrey stayed with Mei Duo every day.

This is fatal. Fatty took advantage of Audrey. Fatty also understood what she was thinking. She already had a headache, and then she knew Milan. Now that he was still in control of his wallet, the fat man felt like the hairs on his back were standing on end, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face.

This is what happens when someone with a mean mouth, a mean hand, and an eye eats tofu.

The fat man turned his head and saw Audrey turning her face away, as if she didn't hear the conversation between him and Chekov at all.

I don't want to ask, but I feel itchy and can't bear it. The fat man scratched his head for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He approached Audrey with a flattering look on his face: "Audrey...how much money do we have?"

"I don't know!" Audrey wanted to keep a straight face. After all, the fat man's face was charming, his pursed lips fluctuated, and he couldn't help but smile.

"My money..." The fat man squeezed Audrey ambiguously, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Isn't that your money? I just want to know a number."

"Bah..." Audrey burst out laughing and spat: "Who wants your money...9.2 billion Feiyuan!"

"How many?" The fat man's eyes widened: "Nine...nine..."

"Ninety-two billion!" Audrey said angrily, "What? Do you think I'm too slow to handle your stolen goods?! Find someone else!"

"No...no...I didn't mean...that." The fat man stammered and swallowed several times: "I mean...how much money do we have left to sell?" s things?"

"Unused department stores, luxury goods, medicines, ships for exclusive sale, ores...all the messy things added up, there are still 70% left!" Audrey said angrily. : "It's not that I'm slow in handling this. Who asked you to snatch so much back like wolves and tigers?"

"Sold 30%, sold for 9.2 billion..." The fat man grinned, his expression stiff.

Although he knows. Mars specializes in trade and smuggling. The amount of materials going in and out is very huge, but. When he heard the number 9.2 billion, he was still confused and hopeless.

Ninety-two billion divided by zero point three, that’s 30.6 billion! Coupled with the supplies that continue to arrive later, what a fortune this is!

Not only the fat man, but also Chekov, Barbarossa, Fang Xiang and others were confused.

Everyone looked at each other, with infinite surprise in each other's eyes!

The approximate cost of a destroyer is $90 million. A current top-notch Feiyang Shark heavy destroyer costs 400 million Feiyang dollars, while the most expensive Feiyang Unicorn-class battleship costs 1.2 billion Feiyang dollars. Even if we build a God-class aircraft carrier and equip it with fighter jets, it will only cost 8 billion Fiji!

what does that mean? Everyone is a bit overwhelmed!

The fat man calculated on his fingers for a long time, and finally raised his head, with a confused look on his face: "The Chunzhitang top-quality ice-skinned children's voice simulation inflatable doll costs 18,888 yuan each. How many do you have to buy?"

I was put in more than a hundred reminder votes of 12,000 words. I was doing calculations at home, thinking about how much I could earn, and my mouth was watering all day long, but I couldn't write a single word.

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