Counterfeit Hero

New AD 2063. The war that broke out in the southeastern star field has swept through the entire human society.

The smoke filling the planet, the charging mechas; the fleets sailing in space, neat and eye-catching volleys, and the endless silent wreckage floating in the void---- These images have become the main colors of this era.

The immigrant planets were ignited by the flames of war. Young people were organized, put on military uniforms, took guns, and went to the battlefield. Wave after wave of them joined the front line. Most of them died in the battle and had to be buried. A few lucky ones died in the battle. Survive the battle and get promoted.

The more fortunate ones were praised as genius commanders, lone heroes, legends, etc., and began to rise to prominence. Their photos filled every TV screen, every newspaper and magazine in the world. Their deeds made people talk about them. I never tire of listening to the music.

They are the stars of this era and the dream lovers of every young girl.

They appeared one after another, but were soon forgotten one after another.

How many people can continue their victories again and again, and how many people can survive this endless war?

Cruel war can erase many things, including human life, human memory, and a sweet dream that a hungry and cold girl in a refugee camp had before she left her home and was displaced.

The capital city of Lelei Star, Ludrit City, has now turned into a huge military camp.

Looking around the street, there are countless military vehicles, mechas, officers and soldiers running back and forth. Students from major military academies have been integrated into active service. Factories are working overtime to produce the supplies needed for the war.

Pieces of simple barracks are spread out on the outskirts of the city. During the day, the shouts and whistles of the military during training and mobilization are heard one after another. In the evening, the lights of the barracks are like a vast sea, with no end as far as the eye can see. In order to welcome the upcoming arrival After a hard battle, troops with different numbers and all that could be gathered have gathered here.

Every day, countless transport ships take off and land at Ludrit.

The newly produced weapons and equipment, ship parts, as well as countless supplies, clothing, energy, food and other supplies arrived here one after another. They tried their best to supply the consumption of this huge garrisoned army.

Apart from soldiers, there are more refugees.

Simple tents were set up on the streets and under bridges. The refugee camps were already overcrowded.

Millions of refugees from the Galileo Galaxy and the Bermuda Galaxy poured into Ludrit. They are spread across every corner of the city. Their eyes are dull and skinny. They lie in tents every day, watching the soldiers passing by on the street, waiting for the government's response. Dining car, flipping through the calendar and lingering for breath. Otherwise, wiping tears over and over again, with the family broken up and the wife separated, these days have long lost their taste.

In the face of pain, all happiness is just an illusion.

The recruitment advertisement with Tian Xingjian's photo has disappeared.

Perhaps it was a deliberate move by the headquarters, or perhaps the situation in front of them left people too busy to care. In short, the impression of this Leray Federation hero in people's minds has faded. He has brought about miracles one after another. Such a victory now seems as far away as a dream.

The numb people don't think about anything. The people who still have some energy are focused on the grim news coming back from the front line every day.

Even if they occasionally think of the fat man, they forget about it amidst the worry and exhaustion of the hard life. They have too much time to take care of themselves.

There is no trace of the hero, and Leray is at the end of his rope.

The Jeppons and Dexians have been gathering outside the jumping point for a long time. It will be an extremely large army. They are ready to rush into the Leray central star field, land on Ludrit, and completely occupy this country.

What everyone is waiting for is nothing more than this ending.

The children of Le Lei were not ashamed, but their sacrifice could not bring them final victory.

In front of the giant ship and mecha, the Lelei people's indifferent pride had been exhausted by the tragic sacrifice.

As night fell, the army was still gathering and mobilizing, preparing for the final resistance. However, in a secret room in the capital, there was another voice.

"...Hamilton must step down and be punished. If he hadn't gone to war, how could LeRae be in this situation today." A gentle middle-aged man looked around and ended his speech.

"You're right, we can't let them go on like this. When Xiyue launches a large-scale attack, we will all die without a place to die!" A fat man next to the middle-aged man waved his big hand covered with rings angrily.

Following the fat man's angry shout, discussions suddenly broke out in the secret meeting room.

"You are all people of worth, unlike those poor people. The situation has reached this point. If we don't take action, we will be buried with Hamilton!"

"Although Bermuda is occupied, the news from the other side is that the guys who were supported by Jie Pen and came to power are living a very happy life these days. They are already drafting a proposal, and in a few days, Bermuda will declare a secession from the Federation. It’s about to be announced. It’s not too late for us to change our tune now, and the conditions are favorable!”

"Xiyo has already patted his chest. As long as the Central Star Territory gives up armed resistance, let's forget about it. What they want is nothing more than a passage. Even if they need some resources and manpower, it's not a big deal. If they want to rule Lelei, they have to win over us. They just can't fight anymore. If we go down there, once they attack us with force, it will be a piece of cake!"

In the secret room, the lights were turned to the darkest level. The leather sofas that looked around were filled with people. They were noisy and talking about the situation, and everyone was filled with indignation.

Those present here are all the bosses of major financial groups in Leray, evergreen figures in the political arena, and leaders of opposition parties. They are all mature, prudent, and far-sighted. They did not agree to fight this battle in the first place!

The war has reached a point where the outcome can be seen at a glance. Surrender! This word that I didn't dare to look down upon before is no longer taboo.

Just because they remain silent when they are united does not mean that they will shut up forever.

Emmanuel Brody leaned his head on the high chair and tapped the armrest with his fingers, watching with interest the people in the secret room denounced Hamilton.

The meeting was convened by Brody. He is the chairman of a small party in LeRay, the Association for Progress, which is mainly composed of entrepreneurs, wealthy people and the middle class. At the moment, the most popular joint presidential candidate of the three parties !

Few people know that three years ago, Brody was just a small businessman contracting home smart system projects! It was only with his natural sense of speculation and adventurous spirit that he quickly established the image of an anti-combat fighter at the beginning of the war. , and took this opportunity to enter the political arena.

Brody has extremely high political talent. He knows how to satisfy his supporters. He also possesses the most basic quality of a politician-greed for power! He is not satisfied with just being the chairman of a small party.

For Brody, now that he has joined the game and has been lucky enough to obtain a position of power that he never dreamed of before, he should continue the game.

This war, launched by two major military groups and sweeping across mankind, is the best opportunity for him to reach the pinnacle of power.

He has been trying to unite opposition parties to unseat the ruling Democratic Party for Democracy and Justice, which is mired in war.

At the beginning of the war, he almost succeeded.

At that time, President Hamilton was devastated by the successive defeats in the war. His support rate plummeted. The people in the country were opposed to the war and wanted to coordinate with the Supreme Council of Mankind. The anti-war fighter Brody was also instigated. --If Milok hadn't reversed the situation, Hamilton would never have been able to hold on now.

After the reversal in the Battle of Milok, Brody never had a chance again.

Under the leadership of Hamilton, LeRae began to launch a counterattack. The House and Senate of Congress, where the ruling party held the majority, almost spared no effort in supporting Hamilton.

Brody likes to go with the flow, not to counterattack. So, he fell silent and waited for the wind to change.

But now, the time is obviously ripe.

"Everyone..." Brody waved his hand gently.

The noise in the room gradually calmed down.

Brody smiled slightly: "After several meetings, everyone has reached a consensus. Now Leray still has the capital to negotiate with Spain. Publicly and privately, we can no longer allow the president to continue on the wrong path. Leray Rather than being a military power, we should follow our own political traditions."

Turning his gaze to the darkest corner on the right side of the room, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Brody's mouth: "The endurance of the people of Leray has reached its limit. Millions of refugees have gathered in Ludrit, and the people are war-weary." This prairie fire can be easily ignited by throwing out a kindling."

"What fire?" someone asked.

In the corner, several men's eyes briefly touched Brody's, and then turned away tacitly.

The smile on Brody's lips grew stronger: "The presidential election is approaching, hundreds of billions of funds are being secretly invested in a seed plan that none of us know the details of. Is Hamilton preparing to fight or flee? What we need to use is The power of democracy and justice. We need a truth."

On June 3, 2063, an anti-war protest suddenly broke out in Ludrit, the capital of Lelay. Tens of millions of protestors recommended slogans demanding an immediate end to the war and negotiations with Spain, which had recently sent a signal. The opposition parties opposed dozens of protesters. Xiang raised questions about military expenditures. He accused Hamilton of ignoring hundreds of millions of LeRay people and spending huge sums of money to prepare for his escape. What's more, he listed Hamilton's top ten mistakes in power and demanded that he be responsible for the deaths of tens of millions of LeRay soldiers. , stepped down and was convicted.

On the same day, hundreds of thousands of people who supported Hamilton spontaneously formed a protest team to confront the anti-war demonstrators. Fierce conflicts broke out between the two sides.

Shintai Ryu and Phantom Ryu jointly announced the establishment of a genre mutual aid alliance!

This news quickly spread throughout Mars Freeport through ubiquitous civilian networks, television, electronic newspapers, traditional paper newspapers and other media.

One is the incomplete strength that has broken away from Tailiu, and the other is a third-rate sect without the inheritance of core techniques.

Their joint announcement looks more like a poor man's joke.

In the current melee in the Mars Freeport, two small factions have joined forces to protect themselves, which seems to be a bit fierce and internal. Facing the three major factions and other forces that are qualified to compete for the championship, what can such an alliance do? effect?

This announcement was regarded by most people as the panicked yelling of a weakling and was directly forgotten or laughed off.

Only a small number of thoughtful people have tasted its profound meaning.

If it were just a union of two small sects, no one would care. However, when a figure representing the Fei Alliance is mixed in, the title of this sect mutual aid alliance is not that simple.

Especially for the many small sects who are in a similar situation to Phantom Ryu and Xintai Ryu and are worried about the surrounding situation, this sudden announcement has naturally aroused great interest in them.

It's just interest.

Thousands of years of competition between schools and natural wariness of techniques and core forces are enough to keep this interest in a wait-and-see stage.

At this time, we are still huddled in our own defense zone, waiting for the situation to change. Any rash action may bring about a catastrophic disaster. Who knows when this newly established mutual aid alliance will be destroyed?

Phantom flow, how come they are called together with the group of guys who split from Tailiu? Isn't this the case of enemies?

The fat man was so angry that his nose twisted.

On the open-air training ground, five training mechas were severely damaged, and hundreds of Phantom Flow and Xintai Flow disciples were all suffering from bruises and swollen faces.

Even the three elders of Sanji, Wei Jianshan and Phantom Ryu glared at each other like cockfighting cocks.

Under the bandit army, the disciples of the two factions are incompatible!

Although these disciples of the New Tairyu are essentially different from the Cooper Group, they have all been members of the Tairyu for so many years, and they often do bad things to bully other sects. The relationship between the disciples of the two sects , there are not a few people who have grudges.

Therefore, the first intensive training session turned into a group fight.

First, two mechas who had been enemies in the mecha level assessment arena deviated from the normal attack range during offensive and defensive exercises. The more they got angry, the more they became angry, and it turned into a fight. Then, the disciples from the two groups who had already glared at each other swarmed up and started fighting.

The two sides exchanged punches and kicks. If Markovich hadn't led the bandit soldiers to stop them in time, God knows what would have happened to these young men.

How can the fat man not be angry?

Just a few minutes ago, he was locked in the room holding the list and laughing.

There are currently 1,600 mechas from the Xintai style and the Phantom style who have arrived at the Puro branch. Among them, 470 mecha fighters, 86 mecha knights, 12 mecha commanders and one mecha God of War! With a little training, this is a cutting-edge force that even superpowers like Feiyang and Binart covet!

You must know that a mecha warrior is equivalent to a sixth-level mecha warrior in the military. This is still the roughest comparison! Their value does not lie in their level, but in their understanding and operating skills of mecha close combat. , and the foundation they have laid through years of unremitting training!

This era is in an era of innovation where mecha combat is shifting from long-range to short-range combat.

The conflicting competition between energy cannons and energy shields has come to an end. Before the emergence of mist that could replace the energy series, the energy cannon mounted on a mecha would take at least five seconds to kill a mecha equipped with an energy shield of the same level. A continuous attack of up to six guns.

With the improvement of electronic jamming technology, as the power and action systems of mechas become more and more advanced, and as the mechas accelerate faster and faster, the efficiency of long-range attacks is gradually declining.

For an example of this, just look at the original Mythical Legion.

Using ripple cross-covering, using the mecha's command to dodge irregularly, and using the neutralization and recovery capabilities of the energy shield, the mythical legion's mecha warriors can even achieve zero casualties when charging in the face of long-range artillery fire. Once attacked by them at close range, the energy shield has no effect.

Long-range attacks require several rounds of continuous attacks, while close combat is fatal with one hit. This contrast is enough to cause most mecha regiments to collapse quickly.

Therefore, countries that are aware of the changes in mecha combat methods, in addition to strengthening the long-range attack capabilities of mechas, pay more attention to mechas and close combat capabilities with operability and speed as the core.

The emergence of the ninth and tenth generation mechas has established a new pattern of mecha warfare that can suppress melee raids from a distance.

Mechas can be developed, but mecha warriors with strong close combat capabilities cannot be accumulated in a short time. That requires long-term training! What's more, due to the neglect of close combat for many years, the armored forces of various countries are now The level of melee training is still stuck in the "Mecha Operation Regulations".

Millions of mecha warriors in the human world are just practicing simple progressive punches, sideways spins and other close-quarters operations skills in accordance with the technical requirements and data in the specifications. Those who can master skills such as jumping and walking are already The best among them.

And these are simply a piece of cake for the mechas of the Phantom Flow and Xintai Flow.

Not to mention the more than 300 mecha warriors, even those peripheral disciples who are still among the elite mecha soldiers have also worked hard on close combat techniques for many years! In terms of operation, the foundation they have laid is different from those of ordinary military mecha warriors. There is a huge difference between cloud and mud! With just a little instruction, he will instantly become a killer on the battlefield.

What they lack is nothing more than an understanding of the operation of long-range weapons, an understanding of war, and the smell of blood.

Remote weapons, with the help of the mecha fire control system and the mecha computer-assisted operating system, can be easily mastered by ordinary mecha warriors. For these mecha operating veterans, it is even more effortless. Fatty has no worries about this. .

The understanding of war, the evolution from recruits to veterans of hundreds of battles, needs to be tempered in the battle of blood and fire (for these young people who have lived under the law of the jungle since childhood, fighting and even fighting with their lives are commonplace. To put it bluntly, it is just a process of forging swords with blood.)

Go to the battlefield and kill people. If they do it once, they can do it ten thousand times!

But the fat man didn't expect that before he could finish his fun, these guys started a fight!

This evil trend must be stopped! They are all killing each other and are missing arms and legs. I have tried my best to gather this team to make a fool of myself!

"It seems..." The fat man stood in the center of the training ground, looking around at the two distinct groups of disciples in front of him. With a sneer on his face: "Everyone still doesn't understand their current identities."

A fight was a fight, and the disciples of the two factions knew who had the final say here. There was silence for a while, and they only stared at each other unconvinced.

The fat man's face twitched twice, he sighed, and asked Jeffrey beside him: "Fourth Elder, tell them your current identity."

"Elder of the Mars Sect Mutual Aid Alliance and advisor to the bandit army." Jeffrey looked at his group of unsatisfactory disciples with a serious expression.

"Mr. Smith, what about you?" The fat man turned his head and looked at Old Smith standing next to him.

Holding a copy of the "Comprehensive Guide to Mecha Operating Standards" that the fat man had given him a few hours ago, the old fox said with the same crispness, "Elder of the Mars School Mutual Aid Alliance, advisor to the bandit army."

The purpose of the alliance established by Fatty is to gather the power of the Ahe sect under the guise of restoring the tradition of the sect.

What such an alliance fears most is factional disputes. If the situation of the folk factions federation is still the same as before, then it is obvious that such an organization does not have the power to compete for supremacy in the free world.

Therefore, at the beginning of its establishment, Fatty tried its best to downplay the image of the school and established a council of elders and an advisory group for it.

In the faction alliance, disciples of all factions are treated equally, and the bandit army is the only military organization. For alliance affairs, the Council of Elders serves as a staff member, and for bandit army affairs, the advisory group serves as a staff member. These positions are reserved for the leaders of the factions. The disciples are still their disciples. The school is still their school, and they will be in charge of branching out in the future. However, in this chaos, before Dingding, this is a whole!

The identical answers from the leaders of the two factions immediately caused several elders and disciples who were glaring at each other like cockfighters to look away in disbelief.

When you join the bandit army, you are in the military establishment. Although you have never been a soldier, you still have to obey the tradition of the faction.

Jeffrey and Old Smith have said this, who still doesn't understand his identity?

"It's a good thing to be bloody!" The fat man said, taking off his shirt again and again, revealing his white flesh: "But since you have joined the bandit army, you should know how to work together in the same boat! If you have the ability, protect your family and the brothers around you. ,Fight your enemies with all your might!"

He slammed the clothes in his hands to the ground, and the fat man said angrily: "Aren't you very good at beating? If you haven't beaten enough yet, I will accompany you to continue beating!"

Fight him?

Some disciples who didn't understand why were still staring blankly at the fat man's white flesh. Wetherill, Baz, Cozmo and others had already looked away.

Cozmo, a first-class core disciple of Phantom Style, had already known how terrifying he was when he watched the fat man kill several black fist thugs next to Cooper in the Griffin Knight main hall. And Wetherill and the others were even more aware of it. The memory of the scene when the fat man, Scrap Monroe, killed Gandy a few days ago is still fresh in my mind. As long as he is not an idiot, who is willing to fight him?

"No one wants to fight anymore?" Fatty asked coldly.

What answered him was dead silence.

"Very good, now, I will personally give you the first one you will use to join the bandit army!" The fat man clasped his hands behind his back. Standing on the spot with a golden sword, he stood aside in the posture of a bear instructor in the training camp. Markovich, who had an iron face, nodded, and Markovich shouted loudly: "Everyone gather together!"

As soon as the command was given, Cozmo, Wetherill and others took the lead. After a brief confusion, everyone lined up neatly in front of the fat man.

"Too slow!" The fat man shook his head. Markovich shouted: "Disband!"

"Ji Ahhe!"

"Disband!"

"Ji Ahhe!"

The sky gradually darkened amidst Markovich's repeated commands.

The sensor lights at the training ground turned on, reflecting the figures of people gathering and scattering in the field.

"You are soldiers!"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"In this world, the only one who can protect your family is you!"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"If you still want to curl up in this world and live day by day, get out of here, this is not the place for you!"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"Listen to the sound of the cannon over there. You have no choice. Soon, you will have to face your enemy. This is fate, you can't escape it!"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"What is your ideal? What supports your hard training year after year, just to become a mercenary and a pirate?"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"This era is an era of heroes! If you want to break the iron curtain of this world, you must first temper yourself into a soldier as hard as steel!"

"Disband!" "Gather together!"

"Remember this sentence, you are soldiers!"

The 1st Armored Assault Regiment of the Scarlet Mercenaries has entered the town of Prolo. The Scarlet Mercenaries are not a well-known organization. In fact, you cannot find this one among the top 100 mercenaries in the entire free world. name.

Similarly, the name Bloodwing Fleet cannot be found among the top one hundred armed fleets.

However, ranking does not represent strength.

For the leaders of the many armed forces under the Northern Business Alliance, the Blood Mercenaries, the Blood Wing Fleet, and the more mysterious Blood Shadow Mecha Group are definitely more powerful than the number one armed force in the free world.

They know that these three troops are the core strength that Selwall relies on most.

As the basis for reviving the Nademik dynasty, Thelwall spared no effort in building these three troops. The Northern Alliance's strong capital strength and the elite seeds accumulated by the survivors of the Nademik dynasty over hundreds of years were all invested in The three major armed forces are under construction...

For many years, they have been crouching in the dense cobweb-like channels of Mars, receiving this harsh secret training. Every warrior is an absolute elite!

What's more important is that 60% of the grassroots officers in these three armies have served in the armies of various countries. These people entered the military service of various countries under the arrangements of the Nademik Dynasty Revival Association many years ago. Military system. Some of them are high-level mecha warriors from the Ace Division of the Binart Empire, and some are special forces from the Jiepen Empire. Many of them have reached the rank of lieutenant. From combat order to logistics, command and even intelligence, their presence is everywhere.

It was not until after they retired that these talents traveled to the Free Galaxy for various reasons and became the backbone of the three core forces of the Northern Business Alliance.

From this point of view, Thelwall can be described as far-sighted.

Therefore, whether it is the Blood Mercenaries, the Blood Wing Fleet or the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary armed forces in the free world. They are truly proud and powerful generals. Not only do they scorn other armed forces in the free world, They rarely pay attention to even the regular troops of various countries.

It is a fusion of the essence accumulated over hundreds of years by elite troops from all over the world. Such an armed force is undoubtedly terrifying.

Green Avenue in Protown, lined with tall buildings, is now deserted.

As a dense and heavy sound of marching mechas came, the ground and the glass windows of the building trembled sharply. A few seconds later, a huge group of command mechas like steel ladybugs emerged from dozens of vehicles. Surrounded by fiery red battle mechas, it slowly stopped at the intersection of Green Avenue.

At the same time as the command mecha stopped, dozens of combat mechas spread out quickly and silently, like rippling ripples, forming a graphic defense formation. The actions were precise and concise, without any sloppiness.

After a while, the heavy hatch of the command mecha opened, and a tall, gloomy-looking middle-aged officer walked out accompanied by several fully armed guards.

Aldous Caudle, leader of the 1st Armored Assault Regiment of the Scarlet Mercenaries.

Looking at the silent Green Avenue, Caudell snorted coldly.

As a descendant of the Guardsmen of the Nademik dynasty, Kauder served in the 6th Armored Division, the ace of the Imperial Army of the Binart Empire. He started as a soldier and was promoted to lieutenant company commander. Later, he was selected He joined the special commando battalion and was known for his decisive execution and ruthless killings in regional conflicts.

There is no enemy who can stop him. Every opponent in front of him has been crushed by him with the strongest posture.

Don't care about casualties, don't give your opponent any chance, and don't take prisoners of war. These are Caudle's three principles.

After ten years of service, by the time Caudell received the dispatch order from the Nademik Revival Society, he was already the commander of the 1st Regiment of the 6th Armored Division, Binart's ace.

Under the arrangement of the Renaissance, Caudle came to the free world of Mars with great ambition. He originally thought that with his qualifications and status, it would be no problem to join the core Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment as the leader. But who knew , but was thrown into the bloody mercenary army and served as the commander of the 1st Armored Assault Regiment.

This gap still bothers Caudell to this day.

Although they are both captains, the captain of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment and the leader of the Blood Mercenary Corps are completely different from each other.

Although the name of the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment looks like it is just a regiment, in fact, it is a pure armored force composed of the most elite mecha warriors. It has nine battalions, which is the three of the ordinary armored regiment. times.

The hodgepodge of bloody mercenaries is only a second-rate armed force within the Northern Alliance. This largest group has six fully mechanized infantry regiments, an armed fleet, a logistics transportation group, and two mechas. Regiment. Caudle's 1st Armored Assault Regiment is just one of them.

Since the day he took office, Caudle has been holding back his energy. He wants to prove to the idiots in the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment that only he can create a truly indestructible armored force! After several years of unremitting preparation and rigorous training, now The 1,200 mecha warriors of the First Armored Assault Regiment are already a tidal wave of tigers and wolves that leaves no stone untouched wherever he points.

But Caudle didn't expect that after waiting and waiting, when the war at Mars Freeport finally broke out, the 1st Armored Assault Regiment would still not be regarded as the main force of the Northern Alliance.

When the Blood Shadow Mecha Regiment was stationed outside the central city and faced off against the Northern Alliance's biggest threat, the Longxing Society, the mission he received was just to go to Puluo Town to eliminate a small sect branch. It took several years. The First Armored Assault Regiment's first stop to participate in the revival of the Nademik Dynasty turned out to be in such a ghost place

He opened the telegram signed by Thelwall again and took a look at it. Caudle's expressionless face became even colder.

Thelwall's order is to completely annihilate the Tailiupo Branch and all the living forces attached to it.

Caudle’s understanding is:

Leave no chickens or dogs behind!.