Counterfeit Hero

Zi is holding a gun. Bent over in the traffic trench leading to the front of the formation

The gun is a Chakna military mt-060ii light sniper rifle. silent. The effective range is three kilometers. Use mixed bombs. Can be fired continuously. The rate of fire is six rounds per second when firing continuously. Equipped with a dedicated electronic sight.

The original owner of the gun was seriously injured. When Nash took Fatty to the formation and found the gun. It was lying quietly next to a thin Sergeant Chakna. The sergeant lay in the modular medical bay. Even though his entire lower abdomen was penetrated by shrapnel. He also clutched his gun tightly.

Fatty had spoken to him in Nash. When picking up a gun. I saw the skinny sniper's eyes. It's hard to describe those deep and clear eyes. What does it mean? look forward to. Or ask. Or it may be reluctance and scrutiny. Until the fat man nodded nervously. He whispered in his ear again. The sergeant clutched the gun tightly. Then slowly let go.

The gun was adjusted very well. Fatty knew it as soon as he got it. This is the weapon of a good sniper. Carefully maintained and tuned. Let every part of the gun run in so well. So solid. Reassuring.

In the sky. There was another sound of trains entering the tunnel.

The fat man rushed to the corner of the trench. A deafening explosion sounded not far away. A piece of mecha remains. It was blown up high into the air. Rolling down. Hit the face. There was a dull crashing sound. Kick up a cloud of dust. The shock of the drama. Fatty Zhen's ears were buzzing. The chest on the exposed surface was sore from the shock.

Lift up the soil and gravel in the air. It falls like a drizzle. It made a series of thin sounds on the face it hit. The fat man turned over and got up. He shook his head. Throw away a piece of dirt. Continue to run towards the front.

The explosion-proof shelter on the traffic trench has been blown to pieces. Yang got into the trench. Spreading out a patch filled with gunpowder smoke.

When the fat man walks through the broken sunlight. There was violent gunfire as I crawled to the trench intersection at the front of the formation using my hands and feet. The sound of the explosion has been covered.

The fat man stuck his head out. In the war. More than twenty Kerner warriors. He was lying on the slope of a formation that was more than a hundred meters long. Fire like crazy. Rearranged firepower points and firing positions. Organized into an intertwined web of firepower. The pouring energy could not stop sweeping towards the surging Jieshi line on the gentle slope in front of the formation.

Puff puff puff. Several rounds were drilled into the mound of soil not far from the fat man's head. A row of round holes instantly appeared in the dark brown soil, and a few wisps of fine dust flew out. It was immediately blown away by the wind.

"Damn it." The fat man's face turned blue and white, and he shrank his neck. He gritted his teeth and entered the trenches.

"Just here?" Lieutenant Chuck, who was squatting in the pit and grabbing energy from his body, turned to look at the fat man. Then he looked at the empty figure behind the fat man. A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Are you the only one?"

"Yeah" the fat man licked his lips. nodded.

Markovich and four other bandit warriors who can fight serve as a reserve team. within another traffic. There are more than thirty people in the bandit army. Really standing at the forefront of the formation. He was the only one. There is a little kid behind him. But the gang is going around collecting weapons. I don't know what I want to do.

"Finally, there is a man." The second lieutenant chuckled. He patted the shivering fat man on the shoulder with approval: "Don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the faster you will die." Hearing the sound of bullets drilling into the soil above his head. Fat man | All white.

The second lieutenant looked at the sniper rifle in the fat man's hand. He smiled and said, "Aren't you a mechanic? How can you do this?"

Fatty ordered.

"How's the mecha repairman doing?" Lieutenant Xian just asked casually. When the fat man nodded. He had turned his head away. Look at your companions at the shooting position who are firing desperately. Another random question.

"It's fixed." The fat man followed the second lieutenant's gaze and looked at the Chakna soldier above him who was sticking his butt out and firing. He was talking perfunctorily. His eyes were darting around looking for a suitable sniper point on the formation.

Suddenly two guys were absent-minded. At the same time, their expressions changed and they fell down.

"boom."

A violent explosion. sounded above the heads of the fat man and the ensign. The Chakna warrior in the shooting position was violently lifted up by the terrifying impact. Flying into the other side of the battle. Twisted and fell into the trench. "Medical soldier." The second lieutenant shouted. He quickly lifted up his bloody companion. He took out the hemostatic device he had with him and pricked the wound. Wrap tightly with gauze. soon. The guards who were running around in the trenches bent over and rushed over while rolling and crawling. He took the wounded in his hands.

The ensign grabbed his rifle, which was leaning against the wall of the pit. Climb along the bulge of the metal bulletproof wall toward the shooting position.

While climbing. He quickly glanced around. I found that the fat man just now was not far away. Sneaky probe. shot. Then move like a mouse. Probe again. shot.

Waste of ammo.

The ensign only glanced at it. I decided that the fat man was a rookie.

Fat Man's - One probe fire. It takes no longer than one second. Its action frequency is very fast. It is comparable to the highest level of the video game "Crazy Mouse Fighting". This kind of random shooting is like child's play. Also considered a sniper?

I'm afraid this fat man shot | Not to mention being a sniper’s first choice of valuable targets. He didn't even see where the enemy was.

Quickly forget about the fat man who claimed to be able to use a sniper rifle. The second lieutenant climbed into a sniper position.

On the gentle slope in front of you. Jeppon soldier. It surges like a tidal wave.

At the front of the tide. A [Toyama] armor. It's moving forward slowly. The mecha has an energy cannon on the left arm and two energy machine guns on the upper and lower right arm. Pull out three light chains with different rhythms. Crazy ravaging the formation. The firepower network handed over by the array. Hit it. It's just a layer of dense ripples for its energy shield.

Jiepeng soldiers staggered forward. Partially concealed shooting. Conduct suppressive fire. The other part advances quickly and resolutely.

The hillside is covered with dense gray figures. Just five minutes. They have come from the foot of the mountain

The formation advanced nearly two hundred meters up the hillside. If it weren't for the formation, it would be a pyramid-shaped potential. The wings become narrower as you go up. I'm afraid based on the array's intended firepower intensity. There is no way to stop these brave Jipeng soldiers who are not afraid of death.

Ensign Sampson's rifle. Those who entered the formation sang in unison.

A series of precise bursts of fire quickly suppressed a dozen Jie soldiers who were ready to move in front of the shooting position. These soldiers were forced to stop charging. Get down. Look for small mounds and large trees for cover.

Sampson put the butt of his gun on his shoulder and fired rapidly.

the front. There are also some sparse forests. Raised hills and moss-covered rocks. It provides a good hiding place for Jiepen soldiers. .

The crosshair of the m26 rifle moved rapidly.

A hidden soldier was shot in the chest. He stood precariously on the slope. The gun in his hand had fallen to the ground. The blood on his chest was like a spider web. The gray army finally infiltrated. He fell to the sky with his eyes wide open. Rolled down the hillside.

Jie Pen's mecha discovered this suppressed area. The mecha's energy cannon began to turn towards Sampson's firing position. One emits white light and two:-fine energy light chains. He quickly swept over from the left side of the formation and brought up a flower-like piece of debris.

Although in the crosshairs. A Jeppon officer appears which is a good target. However, Sampson still had to give up the target before being torn into pieces by the opponent's mecha. He huddled behind the metal bulletproof wall at the shooting position.

"Son of a bitch." He cursed regretfully | Looking to the left.

In the mud splattered by mecha fire. That fat man. Like a mouse. Quickly probe and shoot.

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"How about it?"

In the trenches at the foot of the mountain. Corleone, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of Jielu 01 Brigade, stood behind the hidden fortifications. Observing the mountain array with a stand-mounted electric telescope.

behind him. Deputy Battalion Commander Nassera is clutching the communicator. He used his loud voice to desperately urge the two companies involved in the attack.

In the roar of Bernasera. The staff officer reported to Corleone: "The battalion commander's battlefield records so far show that the enemy's formation did not invest any anti-mecha weapons, including energy cannons and portable missiles.

Used in combat. They are all light weapons. and our corollary 1. "

Corleone nodded. Take your eyes away from the electronic telescope.

"***." The deputy battalion commander behind him, Bernasser, dropped the communicator abruptly. He tore hard at the already wide open collar. Blushing and thick-necked, he said to Corleone: "Our battalion, which was guarding the formation, took turns twenty times and fought for eight hours without defeating it. | It's really a shame. Now, the main force is already on the line. Those who broke through the first line are launching an attack on the second line. These bastards"

Bernasera's bloodshot eyes glanced at the soldiers with their heads lowered in the battle. He said fiercely: "Wait until this battle is over. Let's see how I train them."

"This is easy to defend but difficult to attack." Corleone said with a gloomy face: "His formation is well built. There are no loopholes in the defensive deployment of firepower. We can't defeat it. It's because we underestimated the enemy. It's a matter of practice." Let's talk about it when we come down. I think you should consider taking down the formation. How to deal with those Chakna prisoners."

Bernasera laughed ferociously when he heard this: "As long as there is one alive, I can make his life worse than death."

The staff officer on the side looked at Zhou Jiepeng, a low-level nobleman, with wolf-like eyes. I couldn't help but shudder. He still remembers it to this day. During the pursuit a few days ago. The final mutilated state of the Chakna captives who fell into the hands of Nassera.

Jay Empire. The strong believers are respected. Even nobles. They have also lived in bloody battles for a long time. A murderous noble officer. There are many people in Jie's army. And Bernasera. Definitely one of the most varied.

"Battal Commander, you said we won it. How long will it take?" Bernasera gritted her teeth: "The bastards at the division headquarters asked us just now. Do you want to call a fighter group to come over to support us?" It’s too much to bully others.”

"It won't be long." Corleone looked livid: "The last time they attacked, they no longer had anti-mecha weapons. This time, as long as our mechas break in, the formation will be '|'."

Said. Corleone walked over to the marching table that had been set up. With a wave of his hand, he swept away the other messy things on the table. Open the shape diagram of the electron. He frowned and said, "Have you found out the identity of the crashed spaceship?"

The staff officer beside him was packing up the things on his face and replied tremblingly: "Not yet. Mr. Battalion Commander. The message we sent back is to be transferred to the fleet through the division headquarters. The fleet has not responded yet."

"Hmph." Corleone snorted coldly: "Silently wipe out the debt of thirteen of my people. I want them to pay me back double the amount."

Said. Corleone glanced at the staff sharply: "Order the second and third companies. Speed ​​up the attack rhythm. This attack can only succeed and cannot fail. Within half an hour. I will stand on the battlefield."

"Yes." The staff officer turned around and picked up the communicator.

Corleone picked up a pitcher of water. Just as he put it into his mouth, he heard the staff officer yell: "What?"

Corleone spat out the water. Angrily, he smashed the kettle on his face and stared at the pale-faced staff officer.

The staff officer turned around. He stammered: "The battalion commander, the commander of the first company was killed by a sniper. The commander of the second company was also sniped."

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When the mecha's attention finally left the messy shooting position that had been swept away, Sampson poked his head out again. He found Captain Jeppon

|Falled on the fallen trunk of a green willow pine.

his body. Like a gray blanket draped over a tree trunk. his head. Drooping face. On the back of the head. A red and white funnel with a large hole told everyone his cause.

Only Captain Jeppon's epaulettes on his shoulders consist of three bronze wolf heads. Still intact. Rich in texture.

Who killed him with one shot to the head?

Sampson firmly clasped the M26 in his hand and sprayed the energy bombs into an arc at a speed of twenty rounds per second. The bullet chain tore at the face two hundred meters away. Peel back the brown bark of the tree. It made rows of marks with flying sawdust. Several Jie soldiers were charging alternately behind the bunker. Was pressed in the original. He only fired a few shots from time to time and slowly looked for opportunities to suppress fire.

finally. A soldier seized the opportunity and set up an energy machine between a bluestone with a diameter of two meters and a large tree that two people hugged. A row of energy bombs was fired at a distance of less than one meter in front of Sampson. The bulletproof wall buried in the soil made a muffled sound.

"Damn it." Sanson tried to attack the machine gun but was blocked by the cyan rock. Except for the one that kept venting its firepower on itself. He could only see half of his opponent's helmet.

With machine gun fire suppression. Several Jiepen soldiers on the other side. He also started to get ready to move.

These soldiers have undergone the most rigorous army training in the world from the Jeppon Empire. A fast and sharp cover. Pull left and right. One side approaches. One side cooperates with the machine gun to form a crossfire.

After Sampson takes down a Jeppen soldier. Come back.

Panting heavily. He took out the energy box on his tactical vest with difficulty. Stuffed into m2.

Energy bomb on the head. With the heavy rain hitting the eaves. It made a continuous popping sound. From time to time, a few extremely thin light chains passed over the head. In the pit wall behind the trench where the formation was tight. Crushed pieces of mud, big and small, crashed into the pit. .

It seemed like he couldn't survive it.

All over the trenches. Counting comes and goes. There were only about ten people. Lying on the mud's surface. They are all wounded. Those with minor injuries are still being bandaged by themselves. Serious injuries can make several medical soldiers sweat profusely.

The firepower can no longer stop the enemy's advance. I can press it occasionally. As long as Jie Ren gets down to fight back. He was immediately suppressed and came back. When I poke my head out again. The distance was shortened by several dozen meters. Coupled with that [Fushan] mecha that has been showing off its glory. It won't take more than a few minutes. The Jiepen people can rush in. Smash this formation like tofu.

Sampson carefully hung two fusion grenades on his tactical vest. Trigger point in hand. Put it in the most convenient position. This was after the enemy's sudden advance. His most effective method. Just press it lightly. He can take a few unlucky Jeppons with him. Let’s hit the road together.

Machine gun fire overhead. It’s over.

Sampson didn't know how long it had been. How much have people in this area advanced? He looked around. Maybe it's time to change the shooting position. Now available shooting position. There are several more.

"Bang" came a very subtle gunshot from behind.

Sampson, who was leaning sideways, knew it without looking back. It was the fat guy running around with the sniper rifle who was shooting.

really. Before he could look back. The child had already run in front of him. Fang Zhang, who was crawling ten meters away, fired a shot. Then he turned back. The probe fired again. It doesn’t matter whether the shot is hit or not. This guy is like a rabbit. One leg jumped forward again.

“***.

"Sampson grinned: The running position is quite smooth."

He was a little envious of this lively fat man. I don’t know whether life or death has reached this level. It can be regarded as a state.

suddenly. He tilted his head and listened. Something felt wrong.

Machine gunfire overhead. Lost.

Sampson quickly took out a shuttle and swept it out. Two Jiepen soldiers who were charging up with their butts stuck out were shot to death one after another. That's when I discovered it. The machine gun hidden among the rocks and trees. Already misfired. The gunner's helmet is missing. Can be seen. The bark peeled off the side of the big tree and a pool of blood touched the heart.

Look where the blood is. Look again at where you are. An idea that horrified him suddenly jumped into his mind and he turned his head. Twenty meters away to his left. The protruding position of the curved array. The fat man quickly raised his head and fired. A sergeant. He just encouraged the soldiers beside him to charge upward. His head was shot.

This time. Fatty didn't move the formation immediately. Instead, three shots were fired at the original.

One shot at a time. A staff sergeant. A corporal. and a machine gunner who just had a machine gun. Three bloody mists erupted almost at the same time. On the sunny and turquoise jungle slopes. Eye-catchingly beautiful.

Sampson searched quickly. As far as the eye can see. There was no longer a single outstanding officer in sight, those howling and shouting. Driving the soldiers away. Or the officer who led the charge frantically. Those charge every time. They will fill their entire field of vision with officers. Completely lost in this strange sunny world. "God." Sen's mind went blank.

He stared blankly at the fat figure peeping out his head. In this one. The whole world. It seemed as if all the colors and sounds had been lost.

Just in this second or tenth of a second of sluggishness. suddenly. big. Trembling violently. A black shadow flashed past him.

A weird car. Out of the formation. .