Counterfeit Hero

Volume 6, Chapter 77: The sword is unsheathed

When a rocket jumped into the second-floor window of the Tailiu Puro branch and exploded violently, dozens of Matador mercenaries, invisible in the crowd, began to attack the Puro branch.

Due to the control of the Supreme Council of Mankind and the arms embargo imposed by various countries on the free world, what suddenly erupted at this moment was the deafening rapid fire of old-fashioned automatic rifles.

Gunpowder technology has not disappeared with the emergence of energy weapons. In the free world, they still play the role of executioners. Although such weapons have limited destructive effect on armor made of super-hard alloy, it is enough for ordinary flesh and blood.

The ear-piercing explosions, flying metal bullets, thick smoke and dazzling white light surrounded the entire Tailiu Mecha branch in an instant.

When the three elders at the door were pulled into the mecha hall by the disciples who reacted quickly, dense crowds of unidentified attackers had already crossed the street, jumped out of the green trees, and were rapidly approaching from all directions while shooting.

As another rocket landed at the gate with an earth-shattering explosion, further away, several unmarked modified mechas had appeared.Different from ordinary private mechas, these modified mechas are equipped with old-fashioned machine guns.Obviously, this was used to kill unarmored personnel.

"Juesha Liu is not a vegetarian either!"

Reporters carrying cameras risked their lives by standing in the shooting position and hurriedly adjusting the camera shots. They were overwhelmed by the duel between dozens of mechas on the First Avenue and the attack by unknown attackers on the Tailiu Pro branch.

No one understands. What kind of mystery is there? All the images shot and transmitted in real time only show one fact - the tradition of the free port has been broken. Tailiu’s attack on Harriman, and Juezhao’s attack on the Tailiu branch were both so unscrupulous.

This will be a war!

Amidst the violent gunfire, First Avenue was in chaos.

The mechas fighting together made earth-shattering collision sounds.One mecha after another was thrown out and hit the surrounding buildings. Bringing down curtain wall glass fragments like a downpour.More than a dozen mechas have been destroyed in the fighting, turning into pieces of scrap metal on the side of the road, glowing with smoke and fire.

Among the tall buildings, explosions of light came one after another. Fires swept through several shopping malls and began to spread to the upper floors of several buildings. The panicked people were like ants before a flood.Fleeing in all directions. Some people trapped upstairs began to jump down desperately.

Most of the flying cars parked on the side of First Avenue had turned into wreckage. The few that survived had their alarm devices triggered by violent vibrations. The originally rapid and harsh sirens became weak and helpless amidst the fierce gunshots, explosions and mechas clashing and fighting.Only headlights.While flashing desperately, it reminds people to pay attention.

In the Tailiu branch, the room that was hit by the rocket was already on fire. The tongues of flames jumped left and right in the windows, licking everything they encountered.The billowing smoke billowed out of the window, blowing in the breeze. It rolls up into the sky diagonally, covering the sky and the sun.

The flying car that Cooper and Nakagawa Dahui were riding was parked far away where they could see the Puro branch. After the attack was launched, according to the plan, Cooper should leave Central City and go to the secret base set up by the Matador Mercenary Group in the Infantry Port to conduct remote control until everything settled.

The reason why we stopped here was just to wait for news - no matter what, Cooper had to confirm the death of that person!

No matter what the future holds in this battle for free port supremacy.At least Cooper was in a happy mood at this time. ….

When the rocket jumped into that window. A big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The killer flow is also good. It doesn’t matter if it breaks the mountain stream. Cooper has dealt with every force in every airspace of the Mars Free Channel all his life. Although he is not sure of victory against these old opponents, he is not afraid. Because he knows these people and these organizations.

Only the fat man who appeared from the phantom stream was Cooper's nightmare.

These days, what Cooper has experienced is a kind of psychological control, a feeling of being a victim.

He was like a poor man who was being blackmailed and blackmailed, completely losing control of his world.He watched helplessly as the fat man messed everything up, but he didn't have the slightest ability to fight back. Looking ahead and worrying about gains and losses, the helpless frustration makes people crazy.

Now, it's all over!

As long as the fat man and the three elders die, he will not only remove the thorn in his heart and solve the danger of division within Tailiu, but also put the blame on Jueshaliu! Even if Juesha Liu tried his best to identify and trace, their eyes would only fall on Poshan Liu, who seemed to be a fisherman.

Cooper stared at the car communicator, waiting for the final confirmation of the news.

Tian Xingjian threw himself on Helen.

The rocket hit the ceiling, exploded violently, and scattered shrapnel. Sparks from the ceiling decoration materials ignited the bedding and thick carpet on the bed.The entire bedroom was completely changed in an instant. Wardrobes and dressing tables were toppled to the ground, and pieces of rags were flying around in the thick smoke.

The shock wave tore the clothes on the fat man's back into rags in an instant. Several pieces of shrapnel penetrated the bed board, tearing open the flesh on his back and embedded them into the flesh. Almost in an instant, he turned into a bloody man with his hair singed and miserable.

She endured the severe pain and got up. Beneath her, Helen's eyes were wide open in horror. The fat man grinned, with an ugly expression on his face. Tears were rolling in his eyes, and his whole body was shaking like chaff. In his heart, he felt uncontrollable fear. If it weren't for the large and heavy palace-style wooden bed in the bedroom that blocked most of the explosion, he believed that he would be a dead man at this moment.

Cooper will take action sooner or later, and Fatty knows it. He was even able to guess when Cooper would take action. Especially when you see the mercenaries hiding in the crowd on the street. Fatty has confirmed his guess.

By some mistake, if another mecha team hadn't rushed out halfway to intercept and kill Harriman, I should have "disappeared" under the attack of the bandit mecha team! In a few hours, I should stay on the [Rubik's Cube], looting and watching the fun at the same time.

All hell is in chaos!

Severe pain. Fatty couldn't bear it any longer. My lips were trembling, and I couldn't stop the tears, runny nose, and saliva. Mixed together, it trickled down to Helen's chest underneath her.

As a coward, the conditioned reflex to fall on Helen was not the fat man's instinct.

Ever since he ran away timidly when he and An Lei encountered gangsters when they were young, Fatty had often locked himself up at home and practiced actions that were contrary to his fears. At that time, he was only a teenager. The psychological intelligence is far less than that of mature children. Faced with the fear in his heart, he tried desperately to become strong and brave, to become indomitable and fearless.

However, all this is easier said than done.

Children who don't understand what courage means can only use their bachelor spirit to encourage themselves again and again. Watch horror movies and bravely confront older children, again and again, in fear. Let your legs stand firmly in place while trembling. ….

It was not until later that Fatty understood that no one wanted to be a martyr or a hero. Those heroes who sacrificed themselves bravely for others had their thoughts in their minds at the moment when they faced life and death.　　is blank.Their beliefs and morals, and the responsibilities they bear, drive their bodies to overcome the fear of death.

If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years!

The fat man pulled Helen up, dragged the woman who had completely fallen into a sluggish state, and rushed out of the bedroom that was already burning with raging fire.

Helen let the fat man pull her stupidly. Although her mind was blank, before leaving, she did not forget to grab the miniature camera that fell by the door.

War is bloody and cruel.

However, when the rocket exploded next to him.Being the fat one.Looking a bit clumsy. Like a tiger, he throws himself down roughly and presses him tightly. What Helen felt was a kind of thunderous throb from the depths of her soul.

Holding the hand of a fat man covered in blood, he quickly walked through the corridor filled with smoke, and ran all the way through the building that was shaking due to the explosion. Hearing the sound of bullets that seemed to be flying close to his ears, he dodged the burning furniture lying on the floor. , Helen knew that she would never forget the scene in front of her in her entire life.

Human memory can always clearly remember the most dangerous moment.

But this memory has nothing to do with life or death.

Amidst the fire and explosion, holding that thick hand and following that broad figure is a bloody romance. For a woman, what could be more fulfilling and satisfying than following a man who is risking his own life to save herself?

Quickly running to the entrance to the mecha training ground in the backyard, the fat man stopped and looked around at the situation. He found that the attackers were blocked outside the mecha hall building by students who took up arms to resist. He breathed a sigh of relief. I wonder what happened to the three elders who were standing at the door stupidly. I thought to myself and looked back at Helen, but I was shocked.

I saw Helen's sparkling eyes, fixed on her face in a daze...

his!

The fat man pinched Helen's face with both hands and pulled her back and forth anxiously: "Wake up, hey, silly woman, why are you in such a daze right now? Are you so scared? You're the **** Wake up quickly!"

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The bandit army is a new army.

A typical motley army formed in a pirate base and composed of a variety of different people.

No one can understand how these pirates and soldiers, who have completely different outlooks on life, values, and personalities, were brought together.

Only those who have witnessed how these people train every day under the leadership of the fat man will know that it is a kind of transformation from cocoon to butterfly. It is a kind of dignity and faith accumulated bit by bit in extremely harsh training.

Whether it's a former pirate or a Lere warrior. They have all been tightly twisted into a rope.

Survive in the war and fight for the inheritance of genes in the most desperate way.　In the vast universe and in a short life, leave a personal mark. This simple and straightforward belief has been rooted in everyone's heart through rigorous training.

Especially for those low-level pirates who have no dignity and live a chaotic life like wild beasts.This kind of simple belief and hard training have transformed them.

Although. They still can't change their habit of grabbing good things when they see them, and wanting to have sex with beautiful women when they see them. Although they still want to be lazy sometimes, they still like to fight, drink, and gamble.But, a stronger body, a clean uniform, and trustworthy comrades beside me. It makes them feel like a human being for the first time.

From a certain point of view, Fatty's creation of the bandit army is more focused on psychological strengthening. ….

As an expert in psychology, Fatty understands very well how fanatical people who have never believed can become when they identify something.

Soldiers in all countries in this country only have soldiers as their profession. In an era when people spent all their time thinking about getting promoted and getting rich, the soldiers of the bandit army were purer, more obedient, and braver than them. The desperate nature in their bones also makes them more aggressive.Wilder.

Fatty knows how to control such an army.

Whether it's running, fighting, mecha control, or other basic subjects, regular subjects, or special subject training, Fatty always runs at the front and leads by example.

His perseverance, sweat, strength and desperate bachelor temperament were recognized and even admired by every soldier. This kind of worship.Being infinitely magnified again and again. Ultimately it is inseparable from the faith of all warriors.

Fatty, disguised as an iron-blooded soldier, successfully built himself into a god of war, a pillar that supported the future aspirations of all warriors.

But now. This person was attacked with a rocket! Life or death is uncertain!

The modified mecha driven by a red-eyed Markovich rushed to the front.

Behind him were forty-nine identical mechas, as well as mecha warriors with the same red eyes inside the mechas.

No one except the members of the bandit army knew this kind of modified mecha. Short body, foldable legs. It has front wheels and rear tracks for road travel, equipped with flying wings, three-nozzle auxiliary thrusters, and V-shaped point-to-point suspension. The mecha's arms are slender and thick, with an inverted crescent-shaped armor-breaking ax on its right arm, and a strange disk clasped with four claws on its left arm.

The mecha was built by Tian Xingjian.

Every warrior who drives this kind of mecha has seen with his own eyes how the fat man stayed up late every day, how he crawled around in the warehouse filled with parts, and how he drove a mecha with imperfect performance again and again at the test site. Conduct high-intensity testing. How to teach everyone how to control the mecha on the training ground.

Although the fat man smiled and looked carefree every day, everyone knew that during that period, he slept less than three hours a day.

I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact.

On the day LeRae lost the Bermuda Galaxy, the mecha was finalized and named "Hengdao".

As soon as they stepped onto the mecha and saw these two lines of poetry engraved on the control panel of the mecha's cockpit, everyone's blood boiled.

Now, unsheath the sword!

"Kill me!"

This loud shout drowned out all the sounds on First Avenue.

The sound of explosions, gunshots, screams and the metal collision of mechas fighting were all eclipsed.

In fact, Markovich's order was not needed. The dozens of red-eyed bandit mecha warriors had already been frantically killing him.

A photographer hiding on the second floor of the building recorded the scene with trembling hands. After such a scene was played, every skilled fighter in the free world was left speechless.

No one can use words to describe such a scene. Fifty mechas that no one in the free world has ever seen surged onto the First Avenue like a 100-meter-high tide during a tsunami. Their speed is very fast, but their formation and pace are neat. The 100-meter-wide flying lane in the middle is completely occupied by them. There are more than a dozen mechas in the low altitude, activating the auxiliary thrusters and rushing forward. Three blue wakes are like the burning hooves of the Hell Knight.

The attackers who launched an attack on the Tailiu Mecha Branch were frightened by the scene in front of them. A dark crowd surged towards the entrance of the mecha hall. The flowing firepower came to a complete halt at this moment.

Several support mechas turned around almost reflexively and pointed their machine guns towards the surging wave of mechas. ….

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However, everything is in vain.

When the energy muzzles on the arms of these mechas suddenly appeared, bursts of blue light gathered. When the metal projectile cannon on the mecha's shoulder began to spin crazily. When the red-head missiles on the six-link missile launchers ejected from their waists emitted white smoke and shot out...

Everyone understood that the attacker standing in front of them was finished!

The entire First Avenue, at this moment, became a real purgatory of fire.

There is no close combat as imagined. Fifty mechas used ferocious firepower to cover the ground in an extremely crazy and cruel manner.

The white light from the explosion flashed into one piece like a lotus pond ravaged by heavy rain.Fire, tangled and rising in the thick smoke, energy cannons, machine cannons. Missiles ...Different weapons cover the same locations.It was simply a brutal massacre regardless of cost, leaving no room for mercy.

Dozens of Matador mercenaries did not even have a chance to evade, and were directly bombarded into ashes by the overwhelming energy cannons.The eight support mechas that attacked the Tailiu branch were only caught in the lava-like wave. It lasted two seconds longer. Immediately, it melted like ice and snow.

The mercenaries who attacked the fighting gym collapsed instantly.

The wide First Avenue has no trenches, no bunkers, no alloy combined bulletproof walls, and no portable energy shield generators. Faced with flesh and blood, these mechas that suddenly appear in the free world, possess military energy equipment, and kill like crazy, have absolutely no chance of winning.

Several attackers who were at the rear of the attack team and survived dropped their rocket launchers and rifles in horror.Scattered in all directions, like wolves and pigs.From a close-up.You can clearly see the expressions on their faces...it is an expression of extreme fear and dizziness.

After all, they are well-trained mercenaries. The running speed was very fast. With a few long steps, they had already jumped twenty or thirty meters away. The explosive power in their strong bodies had been increased to the extreme. The streets and trees were quickly retreating as they ran. Even the lens in the photographer's hand could barely keep up with their escape.

However, no one can escape.

The red-eyed bandit soldiers had no intention of letting anyone go.

The reporters only saw these fast-moving mechas jumping up and roaring up in the strong wind.

The fleeing attackers were caught up with them one by one, trampled, beaten and crushed to death. The bright red blood mixed with the body that had turned into flesh, spreading into bloody flowers on the dark and pitted road after the explosion.

A few seconds later, in the trembling lens of the photographer, the last mercenary knelt down and raised his hands. This tough middle-aged man had a weather-beaten face, and his innocent eyes were full of fear and pleading... It was hard to imagine that just a few minutes ago, he had shot and killed a Thai man. Flow young students.

Without any hesitation.

A mecha stepped directly on him.

The huge and heavy fuselage made a loud "bang" sound when it landed. The broken highway stirred up a circle of radiating dust, and in that dust was clearly a mist-like rain of blood.

So cruel!

Who are these mechas?

Were they also ambushed by Cooper?

This is the question on the mind of everyone present.

The reporters hiding in the corner, the people fleeing in all directions, the stunned Tailiu disciples, the strangling Jueshaliu and the sudden appearance of the "Tailiu" mechas all couldn't understand what these forces in the free world were like. , who can have such a tacit understanding, cold-blooded and capable warrior!

What they had was just shock.An eye-opening shock that I had never imagined.

Compared with these mechas, those melee mechas that had broken away from contact fighting were just like children fighting. ….

Magit withdrew his sniper rifle and leaned in the corner, panting.

A few seconds ago, his sight was on the fat man's head for a few hundredths of a second.

Although it was just a glimpse, and although the fat man was covered in blood, Magit swore that what he saw was definitely that guy.

Mageet has no regrets about not having the chance to shoot.

He was even grateful for it.

Among the Matador mercenaries who also came to perform the mission, he was now the only one left.

The others are all dead. Either they were shattered into ashes in the crazy artillery fire, or they were turned into flesh and blood on the soles of those mechas.

Magit had no doubt that if he was exposed, his fate would be the same as that of his brothers who were still alive just downstairs.

These mechas were certainly not sent by Cooper.

They do not even belong to any force in the free world.

Because, the fat man walked into the cockpit of a responding mecha from a window on the second floor.

When these crazy attacking mechas saw him, they only made one action, which was to neatly shrink into a guard formation.

At that moment, Magit had a feeling.

It was as if a group of out-of-control wolves suddenly turned into a group of strictly trained obedience hounds.

Only when he served in Jie Pen, Magit had a similar feeling. It was with Jie Pen's most ace unit. Back then, he was also a member of that special armored division.

But he didn't expect that many years later, he would relive this feeling with a mecha squad that suddenly appeared, which made him shudder.

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