Counterfeit Hero

kill! ! !

Stiller struggled to put the ion dagger into the chest of the Judge in front of him, and then stepped forward to the left. As he flipped his wrist, a terrifying crack suddenly appeared on the black body of the Judge.

The Adjudicator stood blankly on the hillside, like a big tree sawn by a lumberjack, swaying unwillingly, finally losing his balance and falling to the ground. The flames licking from the crack grew stronger and stronger, quickly sweeping through the whole body.

The firelight reflected the Ranger's transparent cockpit red.

Stiller, who narrowly escaped death, gasped violently, like a fish in a dry pond, breathing the turbid air in the cockpit desperately.

This was the fourth Arbitrator he had killed.

The battle that lasted just over twenty seconds was full of dangers.

The opponent's hand speed was too fast, and his attacks were ruthless and poisonous. He was obviously a veteran who had been on the battlefield for many years.

From the beginning of the fight, his opponent had at least three chances to kill him, but he only had one chance.

If it weren't for the mecha martial arts, if it weren't for the experience of fighting for the rest of his life over the years, if it wasn't for the hellish training that he gritted his teeth and persisted day and night, I'm afraid he would be the one lying on the ground today.

Recalling the dazzling light that bloomed when the opponent's ion light knife streaked across the mecha's shell, Stiller felt as if he was exhausted. He was covered in sweat, his hair stuck tightly to his forehead, and his lips were wet due to the bad air in the cockpit. whitish.

The difference between life and death is within one centimeter.

***, I am still alive! He reached out and pressed the switch of the air circulation system, but there was no response. He looked up at the damage system light above his head and punched the console hard.

"Zi", a familiar voice sounded from the vents, fresh air was injected into the cockpit, and breathing became smoother.

Stiller breathed greedily.

At this point in the battle, at this level, he no longer expected to leave the position alive.

The flashing red light of the damage system showed that the knight was covered in wounds. One of the mecha's hands was broken off at the shoulder, and the electronic auxiliary system and energy shield had also failed. The external armor cracked into pieces hanging on the body, and the outer shell was full of gunfire marks and holes.

If it were in another place and the mecha was so injured, Stiller would have been able to retreat long ago.

But now he can't leave.

Beside him, there were less than a hundred mechas left in the special battalion. Even with micro-mechas protecting their lives, the casualty rate exceeded 50%. More than two hundred soldiers from Leray and Mars will always stay at the front of position 1.

These are the elites of the bandit army. Their blood allowed the small hilltop of the ls2 position to remain firmly in the hands of the Fiji Alliance, even after more than a dozen violent attacks by the West York Army! Since the establishment of the bandit army, this army has never disappointed anyone! It was like this before, it is like this today, and it will be like this in the future! The Lelei people are optimistic and indifferent to everything; the Mars people, who have suffered humiliation and want to use this war sweeping mankind as an opportunity to establish an upright identity for themselves and future generations, have already put life and death aside.

This is on the land of Chakge, this is the position of Chakse. However, isn't this Leray's position or Mars' position? ! On the opposite side is the life-and-death enemy who provoked this war, invaded his own motherland, and destroyed his family and compatriots.

Facing the same enemy, everywhere is a bandit's position! This army, from small to large, from weak to strong, from Lelei to Chakna, has only one belief - to end this war with victory! As long as there is breath left, this belief will not disappear.

As long as there is one soldier left, the bandits' position will not fall! This group is destined to become the strongest voice in this war! Being able to be one of them, being able to face the most powerful enemy in the world, being able to turn things upside down in Mozic, being able to make the final decision in the Longbow Galaxy, being able to create and witness the miracles along the way, is what makes every bandit warrior of honor.

Several energy cannons exploded beside him. Through the smoke and flying dust, Stiller saw an Adjudicator grabbing a bandit mecha and desperately pushing the ion light knife in his hand forward.

"Fuck you!"

Stiller roared angrily, and the scarred mecha turned into a wounded lion at this moment. He suddenly flew up with a kick and knocked the enemy to the ground. Then he jumped up and started fighting together.

At this time, all moves and tactics were forgotten. All that's left is the most primitive and bloody fight! With the addition of several other Judges and Rangers around, the scene suddenly became lively. The fists and feet of the mecha were flying in the smoke, the ion daggers and ion light knives were flying and spinning, the deafening collision of metal, and the screams of the mechas as they were dying came one after another. On the hillside, thousands of mechas from both sides were strangled in the same brutal and crazy manner.

A wave of Bosus mechas poured down from the hillside opposite the position, and reached another level! The hilltop where the position is located. These gray, simple and heavy steel giants were crowded together, pushing and jostling, rushing towards the direction of the grassroots commander's finger.

Clusters of mushroom clouds rose in the gray tide. The covering artillery fire first appeared one after another in scattered dots, and then joined together and spread out rapidly, like a continuous rolling red cloud.

However, no matter how fierce the artillery fire was, it could not stop the Suss people's crazy attack. In the gray steel torrent, the mechas kept turning into flying fragments, and the mechas kept falling down and disappearing into the surging waves.

However, the distant torrent will never stop. Under the repeated attacks and indiscriminate bombings of the Soviet army, the hilltop positions have long been turned into ditches whose original appearance cannot be seen during the battle. In the charred soil, blood has flowed into black and red streams. The blood flowed from high to low, swirling around the burning mecha wreckage, soaking the warrior's corpse and dyeing the combat uniforms red. The fragments finally accumulated in the trench full of twisted guns, broken metal structures and bulletproof walls, and were sent to the sky by accidental falling shells, turning into a rain of blood in the sky.

The front line of the position, which was only two kilometers wide including the hillsides on the left and right sides, was like a Shura hell.

In order to block the attack of the Suss armored group, the Chakna Army committed troops to launch counterattacks again and again.

One regiment was pulled into position and within an hour it was all gone. Another regiment was pulled up, and within an hour it was all gone again.

The front of the position was filled with mecha wreckage from both sides. These burning steels, even if they are blown to pieces, can easily weigh tens of tons. Thousands of debris were piled up together, making the entire mountain look like a graveyard of a steel giant. .

So far, Seuss has launched twelve attacks.

The intensity of each attack was greater than the previous one. The frantically surging Sussian army tried to break through Chakna's defense line with this intensive attack. When the number of mechas attacking the defense line is large enough to suppress the firepower of the Chakna army, or simply to prevent the Chakna people from even having time to kill them, breaking through the position is a sure thing.

Unfortunately, their luxurious attack arrow consisting of two hundred Advocates was firmly blocked at the front of the position by the bandits. The Chakna people fought back again and again regardless of the cost, and were equally determined and tough.

As the troops attacked the hills again and again and retreated again and again, the morale of the Sussian army had dropped to the extreme.

They looked up at this small hilltop. Watching their companions attack the defense line that seemed likely to collapse at any time amid the criss-crossing energy cannons, and watching waves of fearless Chakna people leaping out of the flaming positions, letting their expectations rise. Hope comes to naught again and again.

The combat effectiveness of the Chakna people and the bloody spirit of the Chakna people were completely displayed in front of the Soos people at the 152nd position.

In the early days of the war, the forbearing, constantly retreating, and always worried about gains and losses disappeared.

Instead, there is a team that dares to rush into a company alone, dares to embrace the opponent and die together, dares to break his legs and disembowel him, crawls around in front of the position with bundled fusion grenades, and even chases the Seuss mecha. The army rolling down the mountain.

Whether it is the country's economy, technology, industrial capabilities or the performance of mechas, the equipment level of the army, the military literacy of officers, and the combat effectiveness of soldiers, Chakna is far higher than the militaristic Soos.

When the country's army finally broke out in desperate situation, even standing on a hilltop a few kilometers away from the battlefield, one could still feel the terrifying power and the chill brought by the tenacity of never compromising or giving up. .

When the Sussian army retreated again and again, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and wreckage after brutal tug-of-war, the Sussian officers could no longer maintain their courage.

In their minds, they have some of the same questions.

So what if Highland 1 is conquered? How many LS2 Highlands are there in this country? Can they really be conquered by the Suss Empire? ! Also, that army that stood firmly in front of the Adjudicator, obviously inferior in combat effectiveness to its opponents, but showing their desperate and ferocious fighting style from beginning to end with life-threatening fighting methods, how many others are as crazy as them? companion?

When the entire Chakna, like the Chakna soldiers in the ls2 Highlands, risk their lives behind that army, where will this war go? These problems are too profound and complicated, or too scary and chilling, and no one wants to think about them.

They could only stare straight at the hellish mountaintop, letting their moods soar and fall between expectations and disappointment again and again.

There are less than forty mechas left.

And that damn position, although shaky, still stands in front of them.

"Your Excellency Longman!"

With a serious call, Longman moved his head away from the observation hole and looked at Lieutenant General Poirot, his mainstay partner in the staff headquarters.

"Your Excellency, I think you should come and see for yourself." Lieutenant General Poirot looked serious, with uneasiness flashing in his light blue eyes.

Longman frowned slightly, and then saw Poirot nod affirmatively.

He walked up to Poirot without saying a word and took a red electronic folder from Poirot's hand.

The dense data and text had just come into view. Before Langman had time to discern the meaning expressed in these symbols used by humans to transmit information, a nervous voice that could be suppressed sounded in his ears.

"General, this is what we have just discovered. The enemy's troops that have been deployed to Sunset Mountain, plus the original troops on the position, total more than six divisions." Poirot said quietly. The deep voice sounded as if the vocal cords had been torn away, leaving only the airflow in the nasal cavity and mouth.

Langman's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his face suddenly turned livid.

The unexpected intensity of resistance of the Chakna people had already made him feel that something was wrong. Poirot's words confirmed his judgment.

And this also means that relying on the dozen or so divisions on hand, it is not as easy as previously imagined to capture the Sunset Mountain defense line.

Perhaps it should be said that it was not easy in the first place, but it is even harder now! Since the troops are only half less than their own, the Chakna people can definitely hold on for two days.

This is a good calculation. Usually, when the combat effectiveness and other factors are roughly the same, the attacker's losses will be twice as high as those of the opponent. This also means that when the Chakna people lose 50% of their troops, they will lose six divisions in this position! Fifty percent is the lowest casualty rate for a position to collapse. Obviously, the current defenders of Sunset Mountain are not included in this list. Their high morale, tenacious style, and prediction of the consequences of losing Sunset Mountain are enough to support them in fighting to the death even with 70% casualties.

Moreover, our current casualty ratio far exceeds the opponent's two losses.

This means that even if he devotes all his troops, he may not be able to win Sunset. Langman's mind is spinning rapidly. The more I think about it, the more my heart sinks. If the opponent only has six divisions, he will consider making a desperate move. However, what if the opponent does not only have six divisions, but ten or even twenty?

Looking at the battle map, a thought suddenly passed through my mind, fleeting like a shooting star.

Although this idea was not clear, the sense of danger it produced made Langman suddenly feel like a wolf attacking a rabbit's nest. Hidden in the dark hole was a pair of deadly eyes, looking at him greedily.

"General, an order has been sent from the base camp." In front of the Skynet communication desk, a staff officer pulled out the folder on the computer, stood up quickly, took the folder, and Langman entered his permissions to decrypt it, and felt a sigh of relief. bitter.

"Your Excellency?" Poirot asked tentatively when he saw that Longman looked wrong.

"Marshal Bellev asked us to capture Sunset Mountain as soon as possible." Longman handed the document to Poirot: "He seems to be a little impatient to wait. The headquarters staff headquarters has moved forward."

Poirot's expression changed, and he quickly scanned the order in his hand.

Although modern technology has already allowed the General Staff Headquarters to guide operations from several galaxies away. However, army operations still follow the thousands of years of tradition, locating the staff headquarters strategically deep behind the warring planet. The distance from the frontline staff headquarters changes with the battle situation. .

The move of the General Staff Headquarters forward is a strong signal.

That represents the supreme commander's dissatisfaction with frontline operations. It is a traditional Xishe tongue, but an unquestionable way of urging.

For any frontline commander, the staff headquarters moving forward step by step are like reminders one after another.

Once the headquarters staff headquarters is moved forward to a position that can replace the frontline unit staff headquarters, or even overlap, it means that the frontline commander will lose his command and can only watch in humiliation and be demoted after the war. Even subject to questioning and trial.

"Your Excellency Longman," Poirot pondered for a while and whispered hesitantly: "Marshal Bellev has always been calm and cautious. In our battle plan, the deadline for breaking through Sunset Mountain has not yet arrived. Why did the base camp ignore it before? , but now you are suddenly anxious?"

Longman suddenly looked up at Poirot. When their eyes touched, their hairs stood on end.

The thoughts swirling in his mind quickly became clear, and Longman turned around and ordered: "Check for me how long it has been since Frenzo's battle report came over there!"

"d.''"''''++"'r''''"'''', "q1'r'''."''r'"'"'""''. "'Xiushui River is located on the bank of Xiushui River, adjacent to Qixing River in the north. The distance between the two towns is only 20 kilometers.

Although they are both located in the mountainous area in the west of the Sunset Mountain Basin, in addition to having a complete highway system, the two places are also connected to the No. 5, 6, and 8 Feiyuan Highways, making the transportation very convenient.

It is the first gateway from the northwest mining area and cold zone to the warm southeast.

Only ten years after the discovery of Leifeng Star, human immigrants appeared in Fengsu Plain.

The early Sunset Mountain Basin was not yet a human settlement. It's just that as time goes by, the population of immigrants to Leifeng Star is increasing, and with the reproduction of human beings themselves, the demand for land and resources is also increasing.

When the Sunset Mountain Basin discovered metal ores and energy resources such as natural gas and oil, which were low in efficiency but had huge reserves, human footprints extended here.

With the discovery and development of the northwest mining area, the Sunset Mountain Basin, which already has a complete industrial foundation and convenient transportation, has become the most important industrial satellite city in Phoenix City.

Qixingyu and Xiushui River are the two major attractions of Xiyangshan Satellite City.

Seven Stars is built against the mountain, and Xiushui River Town is built next to the water. The center of the city is a prosperous commercial district with numerous shopping malls and office buildings. Surrounding the airport terminal are several major industrial zones and material distribution markets. Both city buildings have a typical spider web layout.

In peaceful times, if you stand in the distance and look out, you can see the busy traffic flow, the bustling crowds, the loading and unloading arms that are constantly extending and retracting back and forth, and the transport ships and shuttles that frequently take off and land.

But in these war years, everything has changed.

The curtain wall of the space city in the center of the city has a large black hole, and the collapsed floors reveal incomplete floors and messy rooms.

On both sides of the city streets, there are ruins piled up with broken bricks and rubble.

Waist-high weeds have grown out of the cracks on the ground of the airport. The riddled waiting hall stands silently, looking desolately at the maintenance workshop, which has mostly collapsed.

The factories and warehouses in the adjacent industrial area have been abandoned for a long time. The steel frame was covered with brown rust. The originally bright signs and advertisements have become tattered, and the fragments are swaying in the wind, and the earth magnets are occasionally making a clanking sound on the iron frame.

If it weren't for the dense trenches and fortresses built on factory buildings outside the city, if it weren't for the densely packed Suess mechas and the fierce firefights that came from the distance from time to time, people might have thought that these were two dead cities.

Corporal Dou Mi ducked down and got out of the gap between two concrete floors. He glanced warily at the intersection at the south end of the street, and then quickly rushed across the street with a portable energy machine cannon.

It wasn't until he ran to the corner of a collapsed gray building that he sat down against the wall and gasped for air.

Next to him, several Chakna soldiers who had been following him also stopped and sat down in a row. While breathing heavily, they observed vigilantly with a pair of relatively clear eyes on their dirty faces. Watching the movement around.

Two soldiers, one behind the other, blocked both ends of this corner. They placed their guns on the ruins and scanned the intersection for possible enemies.

This is the Xiushui River Feeding East District-0. Ever since Susi's lightning invasion of Sunset Mountain, the Xiushui River defenders have relied on relatively solid positions on the periphery and sufficient supplies at the base to resist.

From the highway to the suburbs of the city, and then from the suburbs to the downtown area, in the end, it was an endless battle in the dark.

The west and south districts of Xiushui River have fallen into the hands of the Susi people.

Doumi heard that last night, the Sussian troops entering from the Western District and outflanking troops attacked the friendly positions in the Northern District. Blood flowed from the fighting all night, and many streets in the North District had fallen into the hands of the enemy.

This news is obviously true. Because when he got up from the basement of an abandoned building in the Will Industrial Zone in the morning, he saw that there were many more wounded soldiers and medical staff in the temporary camp.

Most of the wounded soldiers were soldiers of the Second Regiment stationed in the North District. A heavy rain in the morning turned the whole sky gray. In the open space between the ruins, gray-black sewage was foaming and reached up to the ankles. The temporary medical tent set up in the ruins made a crackling sound in the rain.

Factory workshops with sheds and ceilings full of holes were turned into temporary hospitals. Hundreds of soldiers lay on the litter, staring blankly at the rain falling from the holes in the high ceiling.

Medical staff are busy working nervously. Some civilian pregnant mothers acted as nurses. When they saw the horrific wounds of the wounded or the white and red bones piercing the skin, their faces turned pale. Those with weaker nerves either vomited to death or cried until their whole bodies became weak.

When so many soldiers gathered together, the scene was indeed spectacular.

Doumi believes that those girls\\{! -Survived this. At least before he led his team away, he had seen a few girls with still ugly faces mustering up the courage to start helping.

Among these girls, there is a girl with long, smooth black hair and curved eyebrows, very delicate.

Dou Mi naturally thought of her and felt that if he could get to know her, even if he had to lie in the hospital bed, it would not be a big deal.

I just don’t know if I still have a chance.

He spat hard and looked at the time. .

We were still a block away from our destination and twenty minutes away. This meant that he took action ahead of schedule and still had enough time to be stunned for a while.

He gasped and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

This city is full of Sussians and their ugly mechas.

If the North District is lost, the troops will only have one stronghold in the East District. If today's counterattack cannot achieve any effect, the enemy may rush into the East District by night.

At what point can that girl hide?

This may be her last battle, and it may also be her last day.

What was she doing when she fell in front of the enemy's mecha? Was she dressing the wounded's wounds, or trying to stuff her long black hair into a nurse's cap? When time passes and the war ends, if she survives, will she know that on this morning, a corporal who was dirty and smelly looked at her blankly for ten minutes?

Doumi shook his head, amused by his sudden random thoughts.

The armored battalion he belongs to belongs to the Chaknari I Armored Division. The main force of the division has retreated to the Sunset Mountain Satellite City.

Only this battalion stayed in Xiushuihesuo due to the cutoff.

After a long and fierce battle, there were less than a hundred mechas left in the entire battalion. Not only did the mecha who lost his mecha picked up the weapon of the infantry, several of his companions beside him were even mechanics or cooks playing with spoons in the cooking class dozens of hours ago.

Thinking of this, Dou Mi turned around and looked at the bearded Allen who was following behind him.

Allen stared at Dou Mi with wide eyes for no apparent reason.

Dou Mi smiled, revealing a row of white teeth on his face that was so dirty that no skin could be seen.

Allen, a shady cook, is really good. Yesterday he actually killed two Suss soldiers with a kitchen knife.

At that time, the situation changed, and he was standing on the ruins with a murderous look and covered in blood, which completely broke his sinful face of blowing his nose and cooking at the same time. For a time, the soldiers were shocked and fawned over him, and they took turns flattering him all night.

Unfortunately, there are too few cooks like Allen.

This was the last counterattack by the defenders of Xiushui River. The Li Division, the 1ql3 Division, and some Chakna soldiers of different numbers who had retreated from the front line farther west, all drilled concrete from all corners of the city today and gathered to fight.

Although there are less than a thousand mechas and the rest are infantry, the command still hopes to launch an offensive southward at the last moment to delay the Suss people's advance.

Doumi looked at the time again, stood up, hurriedly walked to the alert soldier, and asked him in a low voice about the situation around him.

The soldier's answer, shaking his head, made Doumi a little confused.

Although the Sussians have not yet invaded the East District, their attacks have never stopped on the outside of the East District's defense line.

On the way here, I had already passed through two blocks where Sussians would not normally rush towards me, but I didn't find any Sussians, and I didn't even hear the sound of any exchange of fire.

Everything seemed so abnormal.

However, this is a good thing for Dou Mi after all. Just by crossing the next block, he could get into a predetermined position and then, fifteen minutes later, launch a counterattack against the enemy.

At that time, there will be many Chakna people pouring out from every corner of the ruins of the city and "rushing towards the enemy without hesitation."

He made a gesture and was about to give the order to move on. Suddenly, several gunshots were heard in the distance.

The sound seemed to come from a very far away place and suddenly entered the range that the ears could receive. It was distant and slight at first, and then gradually became louder. In the end, it turned out to be a continuous thunderous sound, sweeping towards this direction. .

Doumi looked at his watch for the third time, waved his hand to the bewildered soldiers, and immediately jumped out to attack.

The troops must have mobilized in advance! he thought, running frantically down the empty street. .