Counterfeit Hero

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With the strange mouth shape of the little fart boy, a sound of "zi" came from his ear, which suddenly surprised Fogo.

I saw the mech door quickly closed, and the lights in the cockpit were suddenly increased by two brightness.

Six soldiers with guns subconsciously emptied their eyes in the bright light. In front of the center console, the four staff members at work and the three mech soldiers raised their heads almost simultaneously ... Suddenly lit lights and suddenly closed doors, everyone's faces were blank.

A dangerous feeling instantly attacked Fogo. However, before he had any response, the fat man in front of him suddenly grabbed the little boy who had been lying on his shoulder and slammed his hand out.

At the moment when the little boy flew out, the fat man shot like a power, the face of a soldier with a gun in a boxing. The powerful explosive force makes the fat man's fist like a hammer hammered in the air. The soldier's entire face has been completely deformed. While he flew out, the fat man has a backhand knife and cut it on another Gun fighter on the neck.

The neck of the second warrior, like a sugar cane swept across by an iron bar, turned into a terrifying horizontal V-shape, his eyes protruding like a goldfish, his head folded over, and his cheek hit him violently On his shoulders.

When the two soldiers were killed in an instant, the third soldier on the left raised the muzzle reflexively and stretched his finger towards the trigger, but the next second, his trigger was hit by a fat finger Withstood.

That was the fat man's finger. While cutting the second soldier's neck with his backhand, his left hand suddenly protruded like a viper, and inserted his finger precisely behind the trigger of the energy gun.

The soldier who could not pull the trigger horrifiedly looked up, and in front of him, a chubby face was approaching infinitely.

With a loud bang, the two heads slammed together. The soldier's face was like a smashed watermelon. The severe pain made him let go of his face.

The fat man grabbed the gun savagely. When the half-meter long Jeppen AT208 energy automatic rifle spins a flower in his hand, he has kicked fiercely on the belly of Jeppen soldiers.

This foot is fast and ruthless. Huo Ran spouted a blood mist in the mouth of the soldiers of Jie Peng, and Teng Yun drove out like a mist. When he hit the steel wall of the cockpit like a broken sack, the body of the second soldier had just fallen.

One punch, one palm and one leg!

Three Jiepeng soldiers who were killed one after another, three different pictures, but it seems to happen at the same moment. Time, at this moment, completely succumbed to the fat man's fierce fighting skills.

What made Fogo more horrified was the little boy who flew out like a shell.

While the fat man was punching in the face of the first Jeppen warrior, the little boy was heading into the chest of a soldier on the right. When the fat man cut off the second soldier's neck with his backhand, the little boy had already risen into the air with a shrill bone fracture, kicking his legs out of the chain, kicking the other two soldiers with guns at the same time.

When the fat man inserted the energy gun trigger of the third soldier with one hand and hit it with one end, the little boy had shot backwards like a lightning, accurately shooting a Japon who was about to stand up from the control seat The pilot flew out.

The impact was extremely ruthless, and Jackie Peng ’s tall body instantly softened. Then, the little boy ’s foot kicked on the armrest of the seat, and his body continued to fly backward obliquely. The feet were hung upside down with gold hooks, and the short legs raised high kicked **** the head of another mecha fighter.

When the miserable blood splashed, the little boy was gone.

When I saw him again, the necks of the master pilot and the other four front staff had been twisted into a twisty strange shape at the same time ...

The bright shadowless lights of the cabin walls, the cream leather seats, the changing topographic map screen, the flashing system lights of the console, the small figure that bounces back and forth like a rebound ball, plus the broken body, the spurting blood and Suddenly screamed violently ... All the things were intertwined in an instant, forming a chaotic and terrifying picture.

The muzzle of the energy automatic rifle topped Fogo's head. At the same time, the last staff fell to the ground.

Fogo stood blankly. The warning sound in the throat only rolled onto the tongue at the moment, but there was no more sound.

In my head, there was already a general gap slashed by thunder. In front of me, two fat men, one big and one small, looked at me with a mocking expression. The expression on that face was like seeing a big fool in the world.

Maybe a century has passed, maybe only a few seconds. The sanity finally returned to Fogo's mind. His head shifted slightly with the muzzle and hissed: "What do you want to do ..."

The fat man and the little fart boy covered their faces in pain at the same time.

"This question is too profound." The little fart child said painfully: "Fat, I can't answer, what should I do?"

"I don't know," the fat man gloomed, his eyes flashing. "Don't you have such a problem, is it forcing us to beat him?"

"You do it or I do it," the little fart child rolled up his sleeves and said angrily, "Should we go together?"

"No, they said, give preferential treatment to the captives." The fat man shook his head shouting.

"Let's keep it secretly and beat it secretly," the little fart boy said naively: "No one knows if it's beaten."

"It hurts." The fat man pointed a dozen Jeppen soldiers to the ground next to him, and he shivered unbearably: "Look, if he also becomes like this ..."

"It's a big deal, we'll call him and knead him!" The little fart looked at Fogo up and down.

"Fool," the fat man looked at the little fart boy, with a look of contempt. "With our heavy hands and feet on a little chicken like him, it is estimated that I won't be able to come back."

The two were nagging about neurosis and arguing endlessly. Fogo only heard cold hair on his side, his face green and white.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Is this what you designed long ago?"

The arguing fat man and the little fart boy startled and looked at each other: "Does this guy understand?"

After asking this sentence, Fogo's brain seemed to be suddenly illuminated by a line of spirit, and many things were confirmed before and after. Under this answer, it became intricate. He looked at the fat man in shock and slowly said: "In the mountains, No transport ship dares to appear in the air defense area of ​​the entire armored division. If you want to parachute the reinforcements, you must fight for enough time. So, you have designed such a plan, take the initiative to come to the door, let me Put down your airborne troops? "

The fat man nodded. The little fart boy looked at Fogo seriously, his eyes flickering.

"But, how do you know I'm going to be fooled? How do you know that the mech is not me?" Fogo took a deep breath and asked, "If your last blow fails, I directly order to kill you, what would you do?"

"You won't." The fat man shook his head.

"Why?" Fogo could not understand where the fat man had such great confidence.

"Your complaint to me is too deep." The fat man raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Lao annihilating you a battalion and letting you be fooled, you will chase and kill me at the expense of the entire armored division. When I fell in your hands, you would kill me so simply. It ’s one of them. "

"What about the second?" Fogo asked.

"Second, I must first recognize your dominance of your troops." Fatty said: "Even if you know that your decision to kill us will put the troops in desperation, they still executed your orders. This is in many troops. It is unimaginable. However, I believe that if I can drag on in this mountain area for another three days, even without reinforcements, I can get rid of you. Your soldiers are under great psychological pressure every day. Next, it is difficult for you to persist for three more days. "

"You overestimate me," Fogo laughed self-deprecatingly after a moment of silence: "If it were not for you to walk into this Jedi, if it was not for me to gather all the troops behind, then you would give us these three days. I am afraid that the losses caused and the large number of air-based fighters that appear every day will not last for a day. "

With that said, Fogo looked at the fat man and said, "Is this one related to your plan?"

"Your soldiers are under psychological pressure, you are also under psychological pressure. The greater their psychological pressure, the greater your psychological pressure. This kind of psychological pressure will break a critical point when I raise my hand to surrender." The fat man said lightly: "In the face of the fact that the surroundings have been controlled by my allies, you and all your soldiers know that if you kill us, the entire armored division will be killed.

No one wants to die. For your soldiers, such a desperate situation should not have appeared, you led them into. If the road on the left captures me and leaves alive, the road on the right kills me and the whole army annihilates. I am afraid that everyone will choose the road on the left. If you choose the right side, the first person who died may be me, and the second person who died is probably you! "

"So, you rushed up intentionally," Fogo nodded and asked, "But, how do you know it's not me in that mech?"

"I don't know!" The fat man shook his head. "For the past three days, I have been trying to kill you, but every time you hide well. Obviously, you have enough vigilance against me. Therefore, I Just follow the actions you might have to prepare one more move. "

"Is this your last move?" Fogo looked at the little fart boy: "Indeed, I can hardly believe that a three- or four-year-old child would be such a terrible killer."

The little fart boy stared at Fogo, his face getting more and more serious.

Fogo didn't understand why this little neurotic boy looked at his eyes more and more, he turned to the fat man and said: "Now, you control me here, but, outside, your troops and this commander Mech, still surrounded by my troops. If I want to die together ... "

"You obviously forgot how I rushed to your mech just now," the fat man smirked and said in Fogo's voice: "Do you think I will give you such a chance?"

Fogo looked at the fat man as if he saw a devil. He even had a feeling as if the fat man in front of him had become another himself.

"Aren't you afraid of announcing surrender in this way, will my men doubt it?" Vogel hissed.

"Well, this is a problem," the fat man nodded. "However, if I declare in your capacity, your prince has fallen into the hands of the Allied forces. In exchange, the terms are to release all of us in exchange for you and your prince. Leave, what do you think they think? "

how to think? There is no need to guess at all.

The fat man's grasp of human nature is too precise.

Faced with this desperate situation and the news that the prince was captured, the Second Armored Division had no other choice at all. The fat man has enough reasons to pretend to be free of those besieged red mechs, and then ...

"You will let us go?" Fogo looked at the fat man.

"How is it possible?" The fat man looked frightened.

"Then you are so untrustworthy, your reputation ..." Vogel said in a hate.

"What's my reputation?" The fat man said strangely: "Which is your reputation. I'm very sincere to release you, but you are moved by my sincerity. If you want to stay and surrender, what's with me?"

Fogo's face grew paler. After three days of remorse, seeing victory in grip but finding himself suffocating in someone's trap, all kinds of emotions hit his chest with pain, and finally spit out a spit of blood.

In a daze, the main screen of the mech lighted up, and communication with the Feimeng Command was connected.

The little boy's voice came from his ear, "Fat, it's time to kill him."

Vogel grinned bitterly on the ground. He couldn't understand why the little boy hated himself so much. From the beginning of the conversation, he had been looking at himself, his gaze uncertain, and he seemed to be determined.

"Why kill him?" The fat man was surprised.

"It's all played in the movie," the little boy said seriously: "... he knows too much!"

This neuropathy! Fogo grinned and raised his hand.

These three days of ups, downs, joys and sorrows have already exhausted him. With the passage of time, as the second armored division has gone further and further along this absolute path, he has long lost the courage to share the same. At this moment the mountains and rivers are exhausted, he has no other choice.

"I surrender."

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On the screen, some white clouds flowed in the strong wind, and the valley under the white clouds was dead.

Centering on the command mech, the second armored division of Jeppen was deployed in a circular defensive formation, and around them, the four Chakner armored divisions, a total of fifty battalions of mechs, had already moved the bottom of the mountain to the top , Are crowded.

Here, it seems to be a huge gunpowder barrel, and it takes only a spark to explode everything.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the silent command mech in the center.

Jeppen soldiers are waiting, and Chakner soldiers are also waiting. Even more disturbing is the hundreds of millions of Chakner viewers in front of TV. No one knows what conditions the captive fat man and the young Commander Jeppen will achieve with the Allied Command at the moment in the command mech.

However, everyone can be sure that it was this battle that the Allies lost completely. In this live TV broadcast, the Allied forces carried their feet in a rock. Although no one wants to watch his warrior die in battle, to the people, what he does n’t want to see is the fat man ’s humble surrender.

When he led the team to evacuate the Jeppen armored division, when he led the red mech to escape all the way, and madly broke into the Jeppen armor cluster, breaking the Anubis cockpit with a knife, he was still a People can't wait to stand behind him now, and follow him to experience the hero of this rebellious battle.

However, when he faced the threat of death, when he surrendered to his son with tears and a flattering face, he had fallen off the altar.

Many people are looking at the fat man's information.

The power of the people is powerful, and the information about the fat man was quickly dug out.

Tian Xingjian, the hero of the Lere Federation, a student of Russell, and the winner of the two Lere Purple Badges. One person once removed a Gacharin armored division headquarters, once rescued more than 270 Leray federal prisoners of war from the enemy-occupied area, once penetrated behind the enemy and captured the Emperor Gacharin James, and once killed the three Gacharin princes Stephen, stepped to death the Duke of Victor.

Not long ago, it was him who won the Mars Free World with a destroyer. The army he led claimed to be a bandit ...

People were stunned to listen to the news spread from various channels. They had no way to connect such a hero with such a legendary experience to the fat man on the screen.

And when this person's experience from small to large, more than 20 escape records, timid fear of death and other people's evaluation of him were excavated at the same time, people quickly believed in another saying-this is a man-made The hero is the product of the Le Lei Patriotic War.

In order to inspire the public, a high-level soap bubble was blown out by the top level of Le Lei, and this soap bubble was pierced by the fat man's shameful surrender face today under the eyes of all eyes.

This statement caused riots in many places.

There are not many Lereans in exile to Chakna. No Lere people tolerate Lere, the darling of the country, who is slandered as a fake hero. Many people fought on the spot.

Some people are arguing for the true and false of the heroes, while more people are just silent.

It is a fact that the fat man led this army to perform a difficult task. It is a fact that he led the team to the enemy. It is also true that he surrendered at the last moment of life and death. However, it was all controversy caused by him. It has nothing to do with other fighters.

These fighters were really fighting. They did not surrender. When the fat man asked them to surrender, they answered with a raised muzzle.

People don't want to get into arguments. They just want to know whether the more than 100 young Chakner fighters can still go home alive.

This waiting is undoubtedly worrying.

What will happen to their fate, at this moment, perhaps only the Allied Command will know the answer.

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The signal lights change from red to green, and the multicolored light clusters swirling on the virtual screen gradually aggregate and form.

Li Hongwu, Li Cunxin, Pei Litong, Felek and all senior generals, including Hastings, who were connected to the signal at the same time, stared blankly at the large and small two and two proudly appearing on the screen. In the face, there are the corpses in the background and Master Jeppe Fogo, who was tied into an SM shape by an armed band.

They dumbly listened to Fogo's confession, dumbly listened to the fat man explain how to let go of more than one hundred Chuckner fighters, how to announce the surrender, and how to control the second armored division to ensure that there was no surprise during the whole process.

No one can believe that all this is true.

Silence, enveloped the headquarters.

Do not know how long it took, the old marshal Li Cunxin suddenly laughed. The old man scolded harshly in a trembling voice, "Little Bunny !!!"

The highest command in the coalition was also silent.

Hastings looked at Fogo, who was **** by the armed band, and turned to Margaret. With unobtrusive appreciation and smile in his eyes: "This guy is a very revengeful Jerk. "

Margaret didn't know what she had thought of, bit her lip, and flushed: "He's a bastard!"

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In the TV picture, the silent and frozen valley finally moved.

Looking at the more than one hundred red mechas in the center, they slowly came out of the hesitant and slowly separated Jeppeng mecha group, and when they merged into the Chakner armor cluster, the people held their breaths and their hearts were about to jump out The throat came.

When they saw a commotion, Jeppen Mecha fighters were slowly loosing the fighting state under the muzzle of Chakna Mecha, who was slowly approaching around, and when the Mecha cockpit was surrendered, no one could believe his eyes.

What happened? !

One by one Jeppen mechas were released from combat, and another team of Chuckner mechas inserted into Jeppen's queue to control the jeppeng mecha fighters with their hands up.

People stared at this miraculous everything in front of them. Until Felek's familiar voice sounded outside the picture.

"I can't tell you what happened, this is too complicated. At this time, I just need to say a word ... cheers, we won."

Won!

These two words, like a Mars, detonated the entire Chakner.

The cheers rose like a thunder.

Everyone is crazy. In the lounge of the office building, in the bar, in the beer hall, at home, countless people jumped at the same time, rushed out of the gate, and flooded into the street. Countless young people held Chakner's flag and ran on the streets. Countless people were stunned by surprise. Countless people wept with joy for the soldier who returned safely.

No one is going to investigate what is going on, from **** to heaven. At this moment, it is only time to exhaust all the strength of the body and use all the enthusiasm to integrate into the joyful crowd.

In the hall of the headquarters, dozens of screens broadcast television pictures from China.

The boiling people, the silhouettes of the streets of the square jumped. The flag of Chakna, like the red ocean ... The screen light changes, reflecting the faces of all the officers and men in the command hall.

Ding, with a soft sound. On the center console, a green light was on, which was a signal from the front that the operation was successfully completed.

Old Marshal Li Cunxin suddenly took off his military cap and threw it into the air.

All the staff, all the officers, all the soldiers jumped up. Numerous military caps were thrown into the air, and the huge command hall of the aircraft carrier Hermod suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

Sophie who couldn't believe her eyes turned quickly ...

Milan and Boswell, hugged gently, beautiful face, filled with pride and happiness.

Sophie remembered the girl's words without hesitation.

"He will be back."

Looking at the cheering crowd, looking at the flying military caps, looking at the two big and one small ones on the main screen, showing pride, but deliberately making a fat face with a shy expression. Sophie felt that her heartstrings were slammed by an invisible hand.

She laughed, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, and tears burst out of her eyes.

The screen was gradually pulled up in the released satellite lens, which was a piece of green mountains dotted with snow-capped mountains.

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. Going home yesterday, I went to bed and went to bed till ten o'clock this morning. Very tired recently. You can only sleep for five hours a day. Either there is no time, or you cannot sleep. Just a little movement, I woke up. People are getting tired. At the annual meeting, I was envious of seeing the emperor sleeping in the same room. It was the greatest happiness for me to sleep like this yesterday.

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