Counterfeit Hero

The lights in the cabin were dimmed. 3q　Chinese

Helen sat quietly by the bed and looked at the sleeping fat man.

The alloy bed frame with simple lines is fixed to the cabin wall. The large and soft mattress is covered with rice-colored sheets. The fat man was lying in the middle of the big bed, sleeping soundly with his arms spread out.

He slept deeply.

Helen's long, fair fingers gently stroked the fat man's face.

This is a chubby face. The nose is very straight, the eyes are actually not small, and the ears are a bit small. If he were two times thinner, he would be a man who, although not handsome, could be liked by many girls.

However, for some reason, Helen didn't want this guy to lose weight. He is naive now, with a child-like naivety unique to fat people. This feeling gave Helen a special sense of closeness and ownership. She would feel that no matter what kind of hero or warrior he was outside, in front of her, he was just a naive fat man with a lustful heart but no lustful courage.

The touch of your fingertips is light. Helen carefully approached the man who had occupied her entire heart. At this moment, this guy belongs completely to him.

The sleeping fat man reached out and scratched his face. Helen trembled in fright and quickly retracted her hand.

The fat man scratched his face so hard that his chubby cheeks were deformed by his fingers. He was still babbling a series of meaningless syllables, and he had no idea what he was talking about.

He is too tired. Helen felt a little distressed.

Hamilton died. Put a heavy burden on the fat man. Another layer was added.

Helen leaned sideways. Carefully snuggled up next to the fat man. let myself. Curled up under the fat man's open arms. Long golden curly hair. Like ocean waves in the sun. Slender waist. Beautiful and slender legs. Curled up together. Like a holy and spotless baby.

Under the fat man's arm. Helen felt safe.

Time passed by minute by minute. in the room. Quietly.

The fat man was half asleep and half awake. He felt a soft mass close to his body.

Huh. what. Round, smooth, fragrant, soft and somewhat elastic... Seals are playing with a rubber ball - look up at it first.

** Straighten your back...

There was a sudden hum. Let the fat man open his eyes. What appeared in front of him was a crimson and charming face. A pair of big, watery eyes were looking at him with a hint of shyness and a hint of coquettishness.

Who is this? He has charming eyes and is like a vixen. In a daze, a fire in his heart suddenly rose. The fat man took Helen's soft and sweet lips into his mouth.

"Well......"

Helen closed her eyes and body. Like a fragrant snake, wrapped softly around the fat man's body.

The fat man's hands tightly grasped Helen's firm and smooth buttocks. The other hand passed through the hem of the clothes and reached into the clothes. With just a gentle touch, Helen's pink lace bra was unhooked.

Amidst the suppressed and lingering moans, the fat man's hand touched Helen's firm breasts. They were a pair of erect, smooth breasts like peaches. With the movement of the fingers, it was shaking tremblingly. The bud at the top is getting harder and harder.

The two people were entangled in a passionate kiss, and their breathing became heavy and rapid. The bodies are getting hotter and hotter as they rub, explore and caress each other. During the fierce caress, Helen's top was pushed to her shoulders. The pants were also down to the thighs. The exposed breasts are dazzling in white.

Helen's eyes were blurry, her chin was raised high, her hands and fingers were inserted into the fat man's hair, and her moans were trembling. Slender legs, wanting to close. Want to bend. But it was straight. A layer of pink particles covered every inch of her skin that was touched and kissed by the fat man.

she felt. The fat man on his body is like a fire, warm and warm.

His lips and hands moved all over her body, as if there was a kind of magic power. No matter which part of her body he touched, it made her ecstasy like an electric shock.

Helen, who had never had any experience in this area, was conquered almost instantly. In the clutches of the fat man, she struggled and indulged, moaning and screaming, completely unable to control herself. She felt like a flower, being peeled away bit by bit under the touch of a bee, revealing its trembling stamens. This wonderful feeling made her tremble.

The fat man thoroughly enjoyed the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms. This feeling had been away from him for too long. At this time, he had no consciousness, everything was a man's instinct.

Infinitely charming, just about to... The fat man stopped. Helen let out a long sigh, and her delayed reaction suddenly became sober. ..first release

The fat man looked at Helen blankly, shook his head, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

It was not a dream, Helen was still curled up in his arms, pressing against him, trembling slightly. Her legs were hooked around his waist, closed with slight force, and then hesitantly released, like a timid little flower, hesitant in the wind, shy about letting go.

"Helen..." The fat man's excitement was completely diluted by the excitement.

This is the most beautiful woman in Leray and the dream lover of countless men in Leray. In peacetime, her fan base spread all over Leray. But now, she was curled up in her arms, her clothes messy... She was worried about herself and allowed herself to ask for whatever she wanted.

The fat man waved his hand and patted Helen's plump breasts, and held her in his arms amidst Helen's sweet cries. In the cruel world of war, there are always some areas that are warm.

Helen, An Lei, Bonnie, Milan... These girls have become a part of his life without knowing it. In this war-torn era, love always sprouts in various unimaginable ways. Being able to cuddle up together and care for each other is already a kind of happiness. The rest...who the hell cares!

"You don't look good..." Helen's watery eyes were full of charm under the fat man's slap. She blushed and said, "I was a little worried, so I came in to take a look..."

"What are you worried about?" The fat man kissed Helen's forehead: "I want to see, but don't tease me. Fortunately, I am strong-willed and stop at the brink... Otherwise, our innocence will be completely ruined. "

** said in his mouth. It seems that he has not noticed that his hand is still covering the trembling breasts, and is still gently stroking and stroking...

Is this called innocence? Helen blushed with embarrassment, slapped away the fat man's magic hand, covered her white breasts with her arms, and spat.

"It's a pity that I don't have time... I have to find trouble with the Suss transport fleet." The fat man looked at the clock on the wall. Help Helen put away her clothes. He said proudly: "You want to destroy my innocence... If you don't toss me for hours and make me live and die, I won't give in.".

"Go away..." Helen threw a pillow on the back of the fat man who was rushing out the door, biting her lip with a winking look: "Damn fat man, be careful."

"How's it going?" As soon as the fat man went out, he saw Markovich waiting at the door: "Has the battle plan been released?"

"It's out!" Markovich handed over the plan in his hand: "However, the Operations Department still has some arguments about this plan."

"Argument?" The fat man was in a daze. In this era, because of the highly developed military theory and technology. It’s quick to put together a battle plan. Hundreds of plans for a certain campaign are usually made, and then. After repeated calculations, the most suitable one is selected.

As early as two days ago, the combat department was conducting combat drills against the Sousse logistics fleet currently appearing in the main channel. And this kind of deduction will be re-formulated every two hours. The various conditions have been mastered to the point of being extremely familiar. It should be easy to come up with a battle plan and reach a consensus.

Who knows, at this time. There will be arguments.

Fatty opened the folder. After just one glance, he knew why there was an argument.

In addition to the six Suss transport fleets previously tracked by the bandit reconnaissance ships, another Suss logistics fleet also appeared in this combat plan.

This is a logistics fleet composed of six large transport ships and sixteen medium transport ships. Unlike other fleets, this transport fleet is escorted by a D-class battle fleet consisting of one Typhoon-class battleship, six Roar-class cruisers, and twelve Ruimang-class destroyers.

And in the battle plan in the hands of Fatty, there is a plan to attack this fleet. Was ranked first. This also means that the Operations Department is inclined to use this plan as the main action plan.

"Now, Major Karl and Major General Fang Xiang have big differences on the choice of the main plan." Markovich said: "Major Karl believes that this heavily escorted logistics fleet is our attack on the Sousse logistics line. The best target. Judging from various signs, there is reason to believe that the supplies or something transported by this fleet are very important to Suss' base on Blue Stone Star. General Fang is opposed to taking risks. She believes that it should Choosing an easier target is the goal."

"How about..." The fat man looked at the time, then looked back at the door of his room. Thinking of the charming Helen on the bed, he was distracted and asked tentatively: "...I'll go back and sleep for a while. Sleep?"

There was a moment of silence....

"Forget it..." The fat man was no match for Markovich's iceberg-like expression, and said angrily: "Go and see, go and see."

As soon as he angrily walked into the deduction room of the base operations department, Fatty was startled by the atmosphere in the operation room. The deduction computer screens surrounding the oval-shaped deduction room are densely packed with three-dimensional diagrams and data labels of various star fields, galaxies, and airspaces. Countless deduction plans are being run on automated programs. The parameters representing the strength of both sides changed rapidly as the deduction process progressed. From time to time, after clearing, it turns into another deduction process.

In the center of the thousands-square-meter deduction room, dozens of newly established combat department staff officers have been divided into two groups. They are surrounding the central deduction stage, arguing with each other and making their faces red-faced.

"Major Karl." The speaker was a round-faced female staff officer from Salega. Fatty knew this girl named Cecilia. She was Fang Xiang's deputy and she was almost inseparable from Fang Xiang. She gently tapped the target airspace in the virtual light curtain with her finger to enlarge a meteorite group. He asked Karl angrily: "Please tell me, when will the enemy fleet arrive at this obstacle area?"

"Sixteen hours later." Big-headed Karl used his hand to draw a line between a ship-shaped mark on the virtual screen and the target airspace. As the fingers move, a series of data changes rapidly on the lines.

When Karl's fingers stopped, time, distance. Speed, number of ships and ship types are fully displayed.

"What about our ambush location?" Cecilia asked.

"This is our ambush position." Karl clicked on a few marks on the virtual light screen, but his eyes never looked at Cecilia, his big head swayed around, and he answered whatever Cecilia said. What, the attitude is quite upright.

The fat man sneered, this carrot head has something up his sleeve!

"This is the 2nd jump point of the third leg of the main channel. It is a distance from us. It will take at least ten hours." Cecilia curled her lips and said: "If you add the enemy's surveillance and reconnaissance ships that are out to explore the way, it will be compressed. Time, should I think that we only have two hours to spare. Setting up an ambush in this dangerous obstacle area? Don't you think it's too risky?"

"It's a bit risky..." Karl nodded, and then said anxiously: "However, the value of this fleet far exceeds that of other transport fleets we are tracking. Moreover, with the speed of our fleet's warships, we can complete it ahead of schedule It takes two to three hours to arrive at the ambush point and complete the ambush and concealment."

The fat man saw Karl shaking his big head. His eyes were bloodshot. He hadn't slept for a long time because of these battle plans.

From the time they worked together in the Sixth Research Laboratory, Fatty knew that Karl's ideal in life was to become a famous general on the list of famous generals.

For this reason, this seemingly careless carrot head is actually engaged in military theory and combat case analysis and research. Considerable effort was put into it. Coupled with his own talent, he had already demonstrated his talent as early as when he was a trainee staff officer and formed his personal tactical thoughts and style.

This is a genius who loves to walk a tightrope.

This evaluation was the conclusion reached by Fatty after countless deductions and confrontations with Karl.

At that time, Fatty was still a complete rookie in terms of military command, if it weren't for his extremely fast and weird deduction skills. I have been abused by Karl countless times.

Karl's tactics were always adventurous. but. His genius lies in the tactics he chooses. Often unexpected. It is extremely deceptive. There were several times when Fatty failed to spot the killer move planned by Karl even though he had repeatedly deduced it. Several counterattacks were thrown in, but Karl easily resolved them. It wasn't until he did some research after the war that Fatty discovered that Karl was actually not feeling well either. In some places, it's just a piece of paper. As long as he uses a little brute strength, he might be able to get through.

However, during the confrontation, Fatty clearly felt that he had chosen the wrong direction, and no matter what, it was impossible to continue to invest troops in that direction. .

After knowing Karl's characteristics, Fatty started acting rogue during the confrontation. For example, it is clear from the deduction analysis that Karl protected the flanks very tightly, but Fatty chose to invest his troops in a fierce attack. Obviously Karl's strategic plan was to prevent sneak attacks, but Fatty decided to carry out a sneak attack when the fighting was at its most intense.

This unreasonable style of play, which had no data support or basis at all, made Karl extremely frightened for a time. He didn't understand how Fatty could see through his tactics. Asked the fat man, the woman smiled faintly again, pretending to be profound and silent.

In the end, Karl really had no choice but to abandon the risky strategy that he felt was outstanding and that he would rather die than change. In turn, it turned out to be false and true, and the fat man suffered a lot. Until the fat man left the staff.

Judging from his resume, Carl seems to have nothing worthy of special achievements. From what Fatty knows about him, he is definitely a rare and weird tactical genius, a tactical planner who likes to go eccentric and knows how to alternate between virtual and real. Moreover, the war has made him more and more mature! This time, when establishing the bandit army's operations department, he directly appointed Karl as the chief of staff of the operations department.

The fat man believed in his own vision, but in the eyes of others, it was different.

There were no achievements worth boasting about, and not even a single, individually formulated combat plan was successfully executed. Isn't it a joke that such a rookie becomes the Chief of Staff of the Operations Department? You should know that although the positions of the Operations Department are set up, there are also chiefs of general staff, deputy chiefs of general staff, and heads of other department groups. The chief of staff at the same level, but the current bandit army operations department only has one team and twelve staff officers! Karl is the actual first staff officer.

This position, which is equivalent to the brain of the bandit army, is placed under Karl's underground chamber, and there is no way to reassure people. This time, it was the first time that Karl performed the duties of chief of staff. Carrying the heavy burden alone was also the first time he formulated a battle plan that would be implemented immediately.

The bandit army did not have the strength to pay Karl's tuition. Therefore, all he can do is fight tooth and nail.

This is his first battle, his first test on the road to becoming a famous general. He didn't want to screw it up.

The fat man quietly looked at Karl who was arguing with Cecilia. Originally, this carrot only needed to choose a weak target to hand in the answer sheet steadily. However, when he saw this newly discovered logistics fleet, he still chose his own tactical style.

this person. He is also a stubborn madman!

Cecilia was not satisfied with Karl's explanation: "Major Karl, two or three hours in advance cannot completely guarantee that we will arrive at the designated location and successfully conceal ourselves. Moreover, what we are facing is that the strength is not weaker than ours." Suss fleet. With your four-star deduction level, can you guarantee that your deduction is completely flawless..."

Karl lowered his head and muttered: "The evaluation of the four-star deduction happened a long time ago."

Cecilia didn't hear Karl's mumbling. He continued: "Besides, combat plans are based on known conditions. If conditions change, the plan will be in danger. The smaller the room for maneuver, the greater the danger, especially when the enemy is outnumbered. In this case... of all the known conditions we have now, how many of them are your speculations?"

"My speculation is well-founded..." Karl stammered, trying to explain.

The fat man shook his head. Just based on Karl's virtue and his plan. No matter right or wrong. I can’t even explain clearly. What is needed now is to review the plan through deduction calculations. program. You have the most say.

Ignoring a group of arguing staff officers, the fat man walked to a deduction computer against the wall, stuffed the combat plan folder in his hand into the card slot, called up the program, and displayed the data on the screen based on the data in the plan. The symbols used for ancient deduction techniques were drawn and marked on the interstellar map.

"What do you think of the battle plan?" Fang Xiang spotted the fat man and walked to him and sat down next to him.

"What?" The fat man kept working on his hands, and his eyes secretly glanced at the overlapping beautiful legs under the square incense tube skirt.

Fang Xiang's legs are slender and straight, and her ankle bones are small and delicate. They look very attractive. The fat man secretly praised in his heart, this cheap sister is really a charming beauty. The fire in Helen's heart that was aroused seemed to become much stronger. Whenever a battle approaches, his adrenaline secretion is always particularly strong.

"Don't you think such a plan is too risky?" Fang Xiang frowned slightly: "The other party's escort fleet is a D-class fleet!"

"Are there any loopholes in the combat plan?" Fatty continued to draw symbols on the virtual screen. "No." Fang Xiang pursed her lips, thought for a while, and finally shook her head: "However, I think we should choose a target that is easier to win."

"Easy to succeed..." The fat man shook his head: "That means the value of the target is reduced. I know you are worried about our first attack on the regular Suss logistics fleet with escort ships. However, just because This is our first sneak attack, so we should cherish the opportunity. Otherwise, we will waste the first time on a worthless target, and we will get nothing except alerting the snake. On this point, I quite agree. Karl’s opinion.”

"But..." Fang Xiang looked at the fat man with some worry in his eyes: "I always feel that planning such an attack at our current stage is itself an impulse caused by anger."

"Even if you are impulsive." Fatty's deduction was over. He looked at the virtual screen blankly: "Soldier, if you don't have any impulse, how can you still be called a soldier?"

"This is war! The duty of a soldier..." The fat man turned around and stared at Fang Xiang: "It is to fight for this country. The more enemies we destroy, the better our country and our nation will be. The safer! So...we need a little appropriate impulse!"

The fat man said, patting Fang Xiang's leg: "Don't worry, I am not carried away by anger. There are many ways to avenge Hamilton and everything that this country has lost. Trading a life for a life is the stupidest way. .I’m not that stupid!”,

A simple and honest smile appeared on his face. Behind the seemingly sincere gesture, the fat man was secretly delighted - his sister's legs are so white, tender, thin and smooth. I didn’t get home until almost 11 o’clock. I really didn't do anything bad outside. The reason why I haven't been able to update is because the schedule is too full. It's not fun. It's just running all the way, constantly rushing to the next attraction to be tortured. Besides, I don’t have the hand speed of those beasts. In the time it takes someone to drink a cup of tea, they can tell me that I have coded several thousand words... This stimulation is really too great. Decided to make up for my weakness with diligence.

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