Counterfeit Hero

Volume 10 Chapter 86 Approaching

Leray Federation, Central System.

Two red Xyo space fighters, one behind the other, shot out from the ejection channel of the space carrier.

The moment the fighter planes left the ejection channel and entered the universe, their tail thrusters erupted with a dazzling light.

Under the influence of the huge propulsion, the graceful and charming streamlined body of the fighter plane turned into two red lightning bolts, passing over the long port side of a battleship, and flew upwards with its head held high.

A moment later, the fighter planes with their flattened noses were like two falcons, rising above the fleet.

From the fighter pilot's suddenly wide perspective, countless majestic steel battleships are like brightly lit castles, suspended in the silent space. From near to far, from left to right, it stretches to the end of the distant sight, endless.

And directly in front of the fleet, a half-lit green planet shrouded in white clouds was like a prey targeted by countless sharks, slowly rotating silently in the universe.

The fighter plane, like an arrow from a string, broke away from the huge fleet. He wanted to fly towards the group of fighters ahead.

"G1207, G1208, have been ordered to join the combat sequence and request to join the formation." The pilot whose face was completely covered by an oxygen mask and a tactical helmet reported loudly.

"Requesting permission, please pay attention to receiving the code, follow Skynet's guidance to join the formation, and keep a distance from neighboring aircraft. Complete."

Following the instructions coming from the communicator, the two fighter jets accelerated again, catching up and merging into the huge fleet, and together they slowly approached the beautiful planet that was half hidden in darkness and half bathed in the light of stars.

This is a shocking scene. Just thinking about how much trauma such a huge group of fighter jets will bring to this beautiful planet once it enters the planet's atmosphere makes people shudder.

But that's not all.

If you look at it from the Skynet radar, you can find that this huge fleet is actually just one of more than a dozen clusters of the same size. On all sides of the planet, the huge West York space carrier is like a hive, desperately releasing space fighters of different colors and models. The entire planet is covered by numbered wandering points of light.

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In space, a huge white spaceship, escorted by several destroyers, was suspended outside the huge West York fleet.

The bow mark of the spacecraft and the peace flag above the bridge clearly indicate that this is an observation fleet of the Supreme United Council of Mankind. It does not belong to the order of operations of any party in the West or the Fiji League, nor does it belong to any independent Sovereign state.

In the brightly lit spaceship bridge viewing center hall, observers and reporters from different countries and regions looked up at the telescope screen, whispering to each other, and discussing.

Harriman pushed his way forward through the crowd. Move to a seat near the porthole that is closer to the big screen.

This is a tall, thin young man with a beard. His deep-set black eyes, slightly curly hair and wheat-colored skin make him look as charming as the sun.

However, this charm is only for non-racist Feimians. To a group of blond and blue-eyed Westerners, all the features on Harriman's body revealed his disgusting status as a low-class person.

Such a guy is either Kentai or Gabo.

Even though he was wearing pretty good clothes, the sign on his chest showed his status as a special observer of the Supreme Council and a special correspondent of the "United Daily News". He looked like a dog. If placed in Western countries, it would be impossible for such a dirty low-class person to be in the same room with everyone, let alone squeeze around him.

Several Westerners who were near Harriman turned away unconsciously, showing expressions of disdain and disgust.

One of them, a female reporter in her thirties with outstanding beauty, glanced at Harriman several times with hateful eyes, as if Harriman was blaspheming her if he came within ten meters of her.

Seeing the looks in the eyes of the people around him, Harriman stared coldly at them one by one and spat on the ground.

Harriman was born in the Commonwealth of Puttock. His parents are members of the country's middle class. He owns a beautiful single-family building with a front and rear garden on the outskirts of the capital, his own flying car, and even a private mecha.

Harriman grew up surrounded by laughter. In his little mind, everything in the world is so beautiful. This understanding didn't occur until he first heard about the massacre of Gabo Star during the racial war in a history class. .

From that day on, a dark door that he never knew existed opened to him.

As a Gabo tribesman, Harriman found that he had never known that in this era, even in neighboring Desik, there were tens of thousands of Gabo people like him, as well as Kentai people and other ethnic groups, who were called inferior ethnic groups.

From the moment they were born, they were not allowed to live under the same roof as the superior people. If you do not enjoy the welfare of the country, you are not allowed to study in non-designated schools. You cannot even enter the city without special permission. Even in many Western countries, nobles only need to pay a little money to kill untouchables of lower races. impunity

This realization made Harriman angry, painful and confused.

While he was glad that he lived in a country with a democratic system, he also tried to do something for his fellow citizens in Western York. The blood of the Gabo tribe gave him an instinctive sense of mission.

After graduating from school, Harriman entered a news agency and became a military journalist. Within two years, he joined the United Daily News, a newspaper affiliated with the Supreme United Parliament of Mankind, as a front-line reporter.

The Supreme United Council of Mankind, established at the end of the race war, is a lofty but embarrassing institution.

In name, the United Parliament is the highest authority recognized by all human nations. Its main program is to resolve disputes among countries, uphold justice, and maintain peace. But in fact, all this is fart.

In this seemingly fair organization, weak countries have little say. The entire United Council is controlled by those powerful countries.

If they wished, they could push through parliament a resolution authorizing them to go to war. Even if it occasionally fails to obtain parliamentary authorization due to inconsistent interests, that's okay. It's just a fig leaf missing. Anyway, in the name of justice, there is freedom, human rights, territorial integrity, you can have whatever you want.

The Speakers and Members of the United Parliament may sternly warn some ignorant small countries that they will summon major powers to intervene in regional conflicts with force, but they will never interfere in matters between these powerful powers.

Harriman had been working at the Associated Press for just a year when war broke out.

The Supreme United Council of Mankind exists in name only. The parliament building that used to be bustling with traffic is now deserted. Except for some ordinary staff from various countries who stayed behind, all the senior officials had left.

However, this institution has existed for thousands of years. Her influence is not only at the political level, but also penetrates into various fields such as economy, culture, science, education, and charity in the human world.

Among its affiliated institutions, there are charitable foundations, the International Monetary Fund, trade organizations, joint banks, educational and scientific development organizations, human rights organizations, and environmental, religious, natural heritage and cultural protection organizations.

No matter how lively the fight in the human world is, no matter who the winner is, these organizations have a need for their existence. The signboard of the United Congress of Humanity is an excellent prop to give the war a cloak of justice.

If nothing else, at least the "just trial" after the war would be better done in her name.

When many colleagues resigned due to lack of funds and the impact of the war, Harriman stayed. His sense of mission told him that with the outbreak of the war, not only the lower ethnic groups in Western York would suffer greater suffering, but even those tribesmen who originally lived carefree in democratic countries would also lose their lives in the war. Everything about them. Including freedom and dignity.

Maybe his ability is not enough to change all this. However, he is still a reporter for United Daily News. He can use his pen to record everything that happens in this authoritative media under the Supreme Council of Humanity.

More importantly, through the observation mission organized by the United Parliament, he was able to observe the war at close range

For many years, organizing observers from neutral countries and protection groups such as Human Rights and the Environment to watch the war has become the only important wartime job of the Union Parliament. Observers in neutral countries use this to inform domestic foreign policy. The work of observers from major organizations is to try to ensure that human rights and the environment will not suffer major disasters.

This kind of silent observation is usually not rejected. After all, warring parties sometimes need to use these observers to carry out political propaganda and exert influence on certain countries.

The victimized Congress brought observers to the site of the massacre to cry and denounce. The winner will show his strength, calm down the neutral country that is about to make a move, frighten his potential enemies, and win over potential allies. .

Of course, there will be a very strict procedure for the observation team to enter the war zone to observe.

First of all, only those who have been identified and reviewed can be allowed to enter the designated area of ​​the battlefield to watch the battle. Secondly, observers must stay in designated locations, identify themselves with lights and flags, and turn in or turn off all non-permitted electronic devices. Any disastrous consequences caused by misunderstandings must be borne by yourself.

It can be said that every member of the observation team risks their lives.

No one really thinks that their identity and the few frigates belonging to the United Parliament beside them can fight against the Western or Fiji fleets. If this ship goes to a place it shouldn't go or sees something it shouldn't see, then they are likely to remain in the universe forever like those observation ships that crashed due to various reasons in history.

Of course, as long as they stay safe and no accidents occur, the warring parties will not cause any disadvantage to the observation ship. After all, in the case of electronic blockade on the battlefield, an observation ship whose electronic equipment is at the civilian level cannot have any impact on the battle situation.

Deliver videos, reports in real time?

Don't even think about it

This observation ship was allowed to enter the Leray airspace only three days ago. In addition to observers from neutral countries and the major organizations of the United Parliament, the members on the ship also included many independent observers and media reporters from the Fifa League and Western York, but who were unable to enter the observation groups of their respective camps for various reasons.

Even a fool can imagine what will happen when people from opposing camps are on the same ship.

However, after all, we are just ordinary people. Although the antagonism is serious, they can't do anything with guns and cannons, and it's also a bit difficult to use fists and feet. As a result, fights usually took place in quarrels. To ridicule and belittle each other is something they can do and is full of pleasure.

As he pushed his way into the crowd, Harriman paid no attention to his surroundings.

Only when he stood by the porthole did he realize that this was the territory of the Westerners. Centered on the 30-year-old female reporter from West York, there were seven or eight reporters from West York around.

This discovery did not deter Harriman. Instead, he was filled with excitement and pleasure at being able to make these fucking Westeros racists uncomfortable. Over the years, he had often competed with Xyo's colleagues in the United Human Parliament.

Just as Harriman was glaring at the Westerners, tense and tense, a fat young man and a tall man wearing glasses squeezed through the crowd and walked up to him.

"Harriman, so you are here. We have been looking for you for a long time." The fat young man smiled and patted Harriman on the shoulder. While talking, he and the tall young man wearing glasses glanced coldly at the surrounding Westerners.

The fat young man's name is Tom Berg, and the bespectacled young man's name is Ren Shang. They are from the Feyon Republic and the Chakna Republic respectively, and they are both Harriman's peers.

From the moment they boarded the ship, the three became friends. They were all hot-blooded young people, and they often had conflicts with a group of Westerners along the way. At this time, seeing Harriman standing among a group of Westerners with unkind eyes, Berg and Ren Shang walked over naturally and unceremoniously showed their hostility to the Westerners around them.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the fierce look on Berg's face, the female reporter from West York couldn't help but take a step back and shouted inwardly.

"You won't do anything," Berg said with a venomous mouth as he glanced at the woman up and down.

"You" the woman turned pale with anger.

The companions next to her were furious and shouted and cursed one after another.

"Obscene"

"What the hell is Feimeng doing?"

At this moment, suddenly, an observer from a neutral country not far away shouted: "The battle is about to begin."

Hearing this voice, everyone forgot the contradiction in front of them and turned to look at the home screen.

On the main screen, twelve huge groups of fighter planes were already pressing darkly outside the planet's atmosphere like dark clouds. And behind them, the protagonists of this landing battle, eight giant transport ships, have also emerged from the endless fleet.

"It's the Emperor Class." Harriman's heart sank when he saw these eight giant transport ships flying towards the capital star of LeLei under the tight escort of battleships.

As a military reporter, Harriman is well aware of the various main battleships in Western York.

He knew that this kind of transport ship was the largest giant transport ship in the Binart Empire. It not only had the ability to transport ten armored divisions at a time, but also had extremely terrifying defensive capabilities. It has never been shot down since its birth. .

Moreover, after landing and unfolding, it can turn into a huge fortress-type forward base. Its electronic equipment, material carrying capacity and defensive power are enough to support a month-long battle of a group army including an armored division, a mechanized infantry division, and a land-based fighter group.

Due to the extremely high cost and extremely demanding requirements for materials and construction techniques, the Binart Empire has only built a total of twelve ships so far. Over the years, the Emperor-class giant transport ship's 100% delivery success rate and strong logistical support capabilities have earned it the nickname "Nightmare".

In front of me, there are eight nightmares that account for two-thirds of all the Emperor-class transport ships in the Binart Empire.

Harriman, Berg and Ren Shang looked at the big screen, feeling increasingly cold.

Although before entering the Leray Federation, they actually had no hope for this battle. However, deep down in my heart, I still had some luck with the victory of the Fiji Alliance.

But now, the appearance of these eight giant transport ships has made their expectations disappear without a trace.

"Look, it's General Sobol's landing fleet. It's the Emperor class."

"The people of the Haha Fei Alliance are miserable"

"I still want to prevent General Sobol's fleet from landing, just dream about it. Until now, those Fiji allies can't even see their shadows."

"It seems that we can stay at the hotel in Lelei Capital tonight."

In my ears, I could hear the gloating voices of the female reporter from West York and her companions.

The huge Spanish-Japanese fleet outside the window made these Western-Japanese reporters particularly emboldened. Facing the three Harrimans, they deliberately showed that arrogant look.

One of the middle-aged men said: "I estimate that the battle in the atmosphere will be over in less than two hours. Once our army's transport ship lands, the Leray Federation will be finished."

"Then I have to prepare the manuscript in advance," the female reporter pursed her lips and smiled, glancing at Harriman proudly and said: "I really don't know how the loser's media will report on such a battle without suspense. Writing such a report, It must have been excruciatingly painful.”

"Shut up." Berg clenched his fists and glared at the Westerner viciously.

His violent roar not only made the female reporter's face turn pale, but also caused everyone in the entire viewing hall to turn their heads and notice the tense conflict in this corner.

Several guards who had been standing outside to maintain order quickly squeezed into the crowd and moved closer.

"Berg, don't be like these idiots." Harriman grabbed Berg. He glanced at the Xiyue people coldly and said sarcastically: "No one but an idiot can say this about taking down the atmosphere in two hours."

As he spoke, Harriman, who was very experienced, pointed to the West York fleet outside the window and said to Berg and Ren Shang: "Their transport ships are still scattered in different directions and have not gathered together at all. The fighter jet cluster only maintains the current oppressive posture. , has not entered the atmosphere for a long time. All this shows that they are not sure to implement the landing immediately."

He glanced at the Westerners sarcastically and said: "Sending out fighter planes and pulling out transport ships is just a tactic. It creates a little tension for the Fei Alliance fleet and attracts them to appear. Let alone two hours, this situation will happen again. It’s not unusual for it to last ten hours.”

Harriman's analysis received nods of approval from many military observers from neutral countries.

According to these experts, this is indeed the case.

Although on the surface the fighter jet group has been dispatched, the transport ship has also appeared. But the focus of the Xiyo fleet has actually always been on the fleets wandering in the outer waterways.

The appearance of giant transport ships and fighter planes is more of a threatening gesture than preparation for landing. This state may remain this way for several hours before the Phi League fleet appears.

The middle-aged man who had just been raving about taking Lelei Star for two hours turned red in the face of the onlookers' mocking eyes.

"It doesn't matter how many hours it takes, General Sobol will win anyway." He was so angry that he glared at Harriman and said fiercely: "Inferior man, when this war is over, you will understand that talking to a superior man like this will make you feel uncomfortable." What’s the end?”

Harriman's face suddenly turned pale.

These words hit the most fatal wound in his heart. However, what brought him was not fear, but extreme anger.

From the beginning of the war, he knew that once the Westerners won the war, all the people like him in the Fei League would fall from the paradise of freedom to hell.

"Silly*, you're not going to succeed." As people watched quietly, Harriman responded to the middle-aged man's vicious provocation with a middle finger: "Never."

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In the void 3.6 million kilometers away from the capital star of the Leray Federation, the Philippine Alliance fleet was floating quietly.

The atmosphere in the command room of the flagship [Headfield] was a bit depressing. The officers and soldiers worked in silence, raising their heads from time to time and looking anxiously at the Skynet screen and the empty command seat.

Do you just give up?

This question is like a heavy stone, weighing on everyone's hearts, making people breathless.

The fleet has not stopped since the retreat from the Double Star Horn Corridor. The West York fleet behind them was biting like a mad dog and wouldn't let go. After several bloody battles, the fleet at the rear covered the main force and safely retreated into the central star field of Lelei.

What followed was a brutal jump point blocking battle. Although the coalition forces relied on terrain advantages to repeatedly repulse the attacks of the Western Fleet. However, there are so many battleships in West York that they can use their numbers to fill up the three-minute engine stagnation time.

Blocking the opponent for a few days is the limit of what the coalition can do. Before losses could mount further, Commander Tian Xingjian issued the order to abandon the jump point.

This order caused an uproar among the coalition forces. Many officers and soldiers still find it difficult to understand, not to mention that beyond the jump point, there is the capital of the Lere Federation and countless Lere people. Simply speaking, without the final barrier of the jumping point and the base of the Capital Star, how else can the Southeastern Coalition rely on to stop Sobol?

However, an order is an order after all, and you can only execute it no matter how hard you understand it.

After giving up the jumping point, the coalition forces fought and retreated under the command of Fatty. Rely on the waterways, strategic points and obstacle areas of the central galaxy to block attacks one after another.

Compared with the previous fierce battles at the Double Star Corner and Jump Point, the battle at this stage appears relatively mild.

The West York Army directly targeted the Capital Star. After breaking through the jumping point, they did not rush to seek a decisive battle with the main force of the Filipina Alliance and turned a blind eye to several sexual assaults by the Filipina Alliance. They spread out to the left and right, moving steadily and in a network shape as they approached Lelei's capital star. Fight for control of waterways and strategic points along the way.

Around the surrounding waterways, a series of small-scale battles broke out between the two sides.

Although the Fiji Allied Forces could only retreat step by step under the powerful offensive of the West York Army, seeing that the surrounding waterways and strategic points were controlled by the enemy, the officers and soldiers found that the coalition forces were much more united than before. Although generals such as Fujii Tsuyoshi and Barras no longer complained, the officers and soldiers below no longer had disputes over the southward strategy.

Everyone is fully focused on this war.

The battle at this stage was all directed by Fatty. In terms of command skills, although he did not show anything that surprised everyone. But it's still quite satisfactory. Coupled with the assistance of famous generals Russell, McKinley and Labinski, the Allies not only suffered no losses at this stage. On the contrary, because of several sneak attacks by the bandits, they took a small advantage.

However, this could not stop Sober after all.

After retreating step by step, the coalition forces have basically lost all shipping lanes and strategic points around the capital star of LeLei. Especially after the Fiji Allied Forces jumped to the periphery, the West York Army accelerated preparations for the capital star landing battle.

What was displayed on the Skynet screen at this moment was the far-sighted image sent back by the stealth reconnaissance ship.

Through the picture, you can clearly see the group of fighter planes that are constantly approaching the planet and several incomplete and dilapidated spaceports floating quietly in front of them like ghosts.

Fatty ordered the destruction of these spaceports.

In order to prevent Westerners from using the Babel Tower and ground airport at the airport. The Lelei people planted a large number of bombs in dozens of large and small military and civilian airports.

On the day when the Feiyang coalition fleet gave up its internal airspace and turned to outer combat, a violent explosion wrapped around the capital star like a necklace of flames. The burning flames turned the sky of every city red. The debris that fell into the atmosphere was like an apocalyptic meteor shower, wrapped in fire and rushing towards the ground. The scene was extremely spectacular.

To this day, the officers and soldiers of the Fiji League can't forget the embarrassing way that the Spanish fleet evaded outside the airport. At least three *-class fleets trying to seize the port were swallowed up in the explosion. Red firelight and huge white light groups reflected on the armor of the West York warships that were arriving one after another, and the light flickered. Like a warning sign made of blood and fire

This is a warning from the Lere people. The series of explosions in dozens of airports built with huge sums of money reflect their determination to resist to the end and die together.

Perhaps it was because there was no airport for warships to dock, or perhaps it was because they were shocked by the Lelei people's determination. Knowing that it would face a difficult landing battle, the Western Fleet slowed down its attack pace. Instead, they spent three full days building a defense chain outside the capital star. .

Just look at the numbing defense chain like a silkworm cocoon. The officers and soldiers of the Fei Alliance can only pray in silence for the army and people on the capital star of Lere.

The current situation is different from the jumping point, and it is also different from the Double Star Corridor.

The Xijiao fleet blocked the entire capital star. Every surrounding waterway and every strategic point has a Western fleet stationed there. In this chain defense formation, no matter which part of the Fei Alliance fleet attacks, they will be entangled like ropes.

If you want to defeat them, you must use multiple points of attack to break through more than three key positions in their defense chain at the same time, and cut off their defense chain in the middle.

But this is easier said than done

Not to mention that the strength of Western York is twice that of the coalition forces, but the commanders of both sides are not on the same level.

This kind of battle broken into parts is far more complicated than the battle at the jump point. The requirements for commanders’ command levels are also higher.

Sobol, who led the West York Army, was the second most famous general in the world. At the beginning of the Battle of Double Star Points, he once demonstrated his commanding skills of commanding ninety fleets at the same time. On his side, he was a fat man with a background as a mechanic.

The officers and soldiers of the fleet quietly watched the pictures coming back from the invisible battleship.

No one knows how Fatty will lead everyone in this battle after jumping to the outside to fight. I don’t even know if I will be able to set foot on land again after today, wake up in the light of morning, and hear the reveille call and the sound of running in the military camp.

Now, the battle is about to begin.

The coalition commander, General Tian Xingjian, has not yet appeared at his command seat.

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"I will fight with you." The fat man gritted his teeth and looked at the screen, moving his fingers on the tactical keyboard like flying skills.

As his order was sent, one fleet after another, like arrows from the string, launched a crazy charge towards the enemy on the opposite side.

"kill kill"

When the fleet rushed into the opponent's main formation along the opened gap, cutting open the enemy's command cluster like a knife, the blood all over Fatty's body rushed to the top of his head, and he jumped up from his chair. Waving his fists and yelling with red eyes.

The fierce battle ended with the explosion of the enemy's flagship.

The cheers of "win" resounded throughout the tactics room.

At the door of the tactics room, a staff officer and a guard who were waiting attentively looked at each other involuntarily, their eyes dull.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even if they were killed, they wouldn't be able to believe that while Xiyo's army was already dispatched, the fat man was playing "The Battle of Thousand Miles" in the game cabin.

What's even more unbelievable is that not only the fat man is causing trouble here, but also a group of world-famous Fei League generals are also making trouble together.

McKinley, Labinski and Fujii Go personally went into battle to help Fat Man in the game. Several famous generals teamed up to bully those players who didn't know what was going on. In three days, they swept the entire game rankings and killed many people.

Generals such as Macchia, Bratt, Russell, Zhang Pengcheng, Douglas, Licht, and Marshall were either standing nearby or watching the excitement through communication videos.

Fatty won the last game, and these guys who were usually steady and serious erupted in cheers as if they had defeated Sobol.

What the hell happened to him?

"Zi", the hydraulic lever of the game cabin made a light sound, the hatch opened, and the fat man came out. Looking back at the battle data on the game screen, I felt a little dazed for a moment.

After staying awake for seventy-two hours, today, he finally mastered the basic tactics taught by Hastings.

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