Counterfeit Hero

"This stealth technology still has flaws. When it is stealthy, the portholes of the ship must be closed to prevent the internal light source from leaking and being discovered. Ion thrusters cannot be used, and only old-fashioned jet thrusters can be used for low-speed movement or ship movement. Posture adjustment. Moreover, you cannot turn on the energy shield at the same time when you are invisible. In short, all active light sources will interfere with the invisible field and disrupt the light guidance, thus causing the invisibility to fail..."

In the central control room on the bridge of the battleship, Shi Chengling, who was short and thin with a crab face, was sighing naggingly at Karl, a big-headed man who looked similar to him, as if he was not satisfied with the stealth technology. However, his glowing eyes and somewhat rapid breathing still revealed his pride at the moment.

There is no way to be dissatisfied. As long as you look at the dazzling eyes of Big-head Carl staring at the optical deflector controller in front of you, as long as you feel the disordered breathing rhythm of all the bandit fleet officers, including Fang Xiang, everyone will be proud of their achievements. . Without any praise or praise, you can see from the faces of these experienced captains that the shock and surprise this invention brought them.

"This thing was born to be created for our bandits!" Chekov carefully stroked the black panel of the controller, ecstatically, as if stroking the skin of a peerless beauty: "With this guy, our The combat effectiveness can be raised to a higher level! This is simply a must-have item for killing people, stealing goods, setting up sneak attacks and ambushes, and escaping and hiding!"

"More than that..." A Salega officer looked straight at the controller of the optical deflector and shook his head: "If cruisers and battleships are equipped with this kind of stealth device for setting up ambushes and sneak attacks, If it can instantly take over the initiative and form the first wave of devastating strikes, then our aircraft carrier will be equipped with this device, and its combat effectiveness will increase. It will be more than one level! God, I simply can't imagine that kind of battle scene. .....When our fighter planes emerged overwhelmingly from the void at close range, the enemy instantly collapsed, not only their formation. But also their spirit..."

"What a pity, what a pity!" The fat man smacked his lips.

"What's the pity?" Fang Xiang asked strangely.

"It's a pity that the miniaturization of this thing has not been completed." The fat man gritted his teeth and said impassionedly: "If the miniaturization is successful, I would fucking dare to sneak into Binart!"

"You are crazy!" Fang Xiang said in shock: "Even if the miniaturization is successful and it can be used in combat, you should give up your plan to go to the Binart Empire as soon as possible. The war will not end so easily."

"I'm just talking." The fat man looked at Fang Xiang strangely: "Why are you so serious?"

Fang Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she turned her head and ignored this bastard.

"How about I give you all the other skills..." Fatty said with a smile, "Can you leave yet?" "Dream!" Fang Xiang didn't even look at Fatty. He said with hatred: "Who knows what other treasures you are hiding. Don't expect me to leave until I drain you dry!"

Fang Xiang didn't notice the ambiguity in her words, but Fatty felt secretly happy and worried at the same time, and was in a dilemma for a while.

Squeeze it dry...This is definitely sexual harassment, naked sexual harassment!

Ouch! elder sister!

Will he die heroically or would he rather die than surrender?

Rudreit Street 1 is a military management area.

This street is adjacent to Liberty Square. Except for the vague shadows of the earlier prosperity that can be seen in the decoration of those buildings, it has become extremely deserted, gray and dilapidated.

The Defense Budget Committee building, the fifth branch building of the Federal Security Service, the Federal Military District Representative Office, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building... There are also several financial buildings and business buildings at the moment. The buildings are all empty. Both sides of the entire street were cordoned off, and strongholds composed of sandbags and armored bulletproof walls densely occupied the entire block.

Rows of patrolling soldiers and mechas passed by each other. The checkpoint at the entrance to the street, the energy machine gun set up and the mecha activated in combat mode, looked particularly ferocious.

In the center of the street is a six-story small building with a gray-white exterior wall and a dozen huge relief pillars. It's the only place on the street where people work. Already parked on the edge of the street. The flying cars with various license plates prove this.

The exterior wall of the small building. A huge flag was hung.

This kind of flag with a white background and black borders and a bellflower in the center is quietly attached to the outer wall, motionless. The sunlight shines through the building across the street and onto the flag, forming a clear distinction between light and dark at the top and bottom. The bellflower looks strange and cold between light and dark. .

In the small building, officers and soldiers wearing brown uniforms that were completely different from ordinary troops were walking up and down the aisles and stairs in a hurry. The sound of noisy footsteps, buzzing conversations, and crisp phone calls came and went. Among the extremely serious expressions and cold and sharp eyes in the building, it was lively and cold.

Here is the special guard of the Association for Advancement, currently Leray's absolute authority. Although the military ranks of the officers here are not high, in Leray, an ordinary member of the special guard has the power of life and death. From ordinary people to rich men, congressmen or generals, they all stayed away from these cold-faced men in brown uniforms.

Troubled times require the use of heavy scriptures. In this era when human life is as cheap as a piece of grass, a political party that relied on a coup to rise to power, after taking power, needs not laws, but purges!

The special guards are the executioners who carry out the purge. On the sixth floor of the small building, the door to the office of the deputy commander-in-chief of the Special Guards was tightly closed.

In the hall outside the door, clerical staff were nervously processing documents. A female secretary hurried to the door of the office holding documents, but was stopped by the confidential secretary sitting at the door.

The two said a few words, and the female secretary holding the documents looked anxiously at the closed office door, and finally left.

The heavy door isolates all the noise from the office. In a dark space. Sanders Carlo sat quietly.

The eyes of this middle-aged man were flashing in the dimness. The broken and crystal light is silent tears.

"The day has finally come." He said his last words into the phone. Put down the phone in your hand and stand up slowly. He took his uniform off the hanger and put it on.

In the dim light, his muscular body was set off by his straight uniform.

He washed his face with hot water, methodically took out his pistol, ID card, put them on and arranged them, and looked at them. I have never left the two black folders lying quietly on my desk.

After packing everything, Carlo stood still for a long time, finally picked up the folder, turned around, opened the door, and strode out.

The confidential secretary outside the door quickly stood up. Officers coming and going in the hall. He also stood at attention and saluted.

"Prepare the car! Go to the special prison!"

The convoy with the flag of the Special Guards was speeding along the highway, escorted by high-speed armored vehicles with machine guns.

Twenty minutes later, the convoy had arrived at the special prison located in the southern suburbs of Ludrit.

This heavily guarded place houses dozens of political prisoners and high-ranking generals awaiting court martial.

Former federal president Hamilton was imprisoned here.

After handing his ID to the guards for routine inspection and comparing the authorization on Skynet, Carlo walked into the long prison corridor alone.

Sealed explosion-proof doors opened one after another in front of him. His footsteps. In this lonely space, it seems particularly loud.

Finally, after the last automatic door opened, Carlo saw the person he wanted to see.

Hamilton sat quietly on the floor of a small cell surrounded by soft protective layers.

This mature, steady, and once high-spirited former president has lost a lot of weight. The undyed white hair on his temples made him look old and haggard.

The two looked at each other quietly.

After a long time. It seemed to be in Carlo's eyes. Read something, Hamilton's eyes. Suddenly it lit up.

He grabbed the cell railing suddenly and said with piercing eyes: "Tell me!"

"You..." Carlo slowly handed the two folders in his hand to Hamilton: "You are the madman I admire most!"

Hamilton quickly opened the folder.

Soon, he threw away one of them and opened another.

"Tian Xingjian..." Hamilton's whole body's strength seemed to disappear with the appearance of the document in front of him. He slowly sat down and closed his eyes. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He breathed deeply, as if this dark cell was filled with fresh and free air. His expression was calm and peaceful. However, in Carlo's opinion, his smile was far more proud than his crazy laughter.

"Don't you want to see the document about your fate?" Carlo looked at Hamilton quietly.

"It's just the method and time of execution..." Hamilton smiled faintly, stretched out his left arm and stroked a black mole on his forearm: "They will never be the ones who can decide all this. . I only need to use my nails to pinch the biological poison sac and the surrounding skin, and I will die within a second. It is like shooting a bullet into the head, and I will not even feel a trace of pain."

"When did you prepare this poison sac?" Carlo looked at Hamilton's arm.

"The day I made the final decision." Hamilton said in an understatement, as if he was talking about a person who didn't want to do it: "That was the day I asked Bernadotte and Flavio to set off for Chalcana. "

"You planned all this by yourself, and it started from then on. No wonder you asked Congress to establish a seed force... Why don't you continue to resist!" Carlo grabbed the cell railing excitedly: "We still have There is a chance! The Feian Republic has launched an attack on the Binart Empire. As long as we persist..."

"No!" Hamilton interrupted Carlo and shook his head: "We have discussed this topic many times, there is no need to argue anymore. We have no chance! I am the president, and no one in this country understands our needs better than me. Situation!"

"Why?" Carlo hissed: "Does this mean we have a chance?"

"This..." Hamilton said calmly: "It is better than us being defeated by Western York and the entire army being annihilated. We no longer have the strength to continue to resist, after four years of war. We have reached the end of the mountain. I don't want to admit defeat, But I know that if I don’t admit defeat, the whole of Leray will be buried with me.”

"Even so..." Carlo asked: "We can still lead our troops to Chakna and Feiyang. We can still continue to resist!"

"At the cost of the lives of Leray people?" Hamilton said coldly.

Carlo opened his mouth. Slumped in silence.

"Leray is caught in the cracks..." Hamilton said: "For Leray, there is no choice in this war. For three hundred years, we have been tied to the ship of the Filipina League. Today, the Filipina League This big ship is no longer reliable."

He gave a wry smile. Hamilton continued: "From the beginning of this war, it was a dead end for me. It was also a mockery of fate for me to reach the top of my life and become the president!"

Carlo whispered: "It's not your fault!"

"It's not my fault." Hamilton said solemnly: "But I must be responsible for this. It was me who personally sent General Le Lei to the battlefield! Nearly 30 million people died in the battle! Thirty million people!"

In the deathly silence, Hamilton sighed: "If Seuss, Jeppen and Dethick cannot penetrate the Leray Pass, they will continue to fight until the day they penetrate! Originally, I expected Chakna to be able to Share a little pressure, but they would rather sacrifice a galaxy than intervene prematurely. If I am a madman, then their president is too calm!"

"Although the Feiyang Republic has launched a full-scale war. However, we have no time." Hamilton's eyes fell on the ceiling, and his voice became distant and ethereal: "I have never counted on the Salega Federation, nor have I We don’t count on the Feyant Republic. Leray is too young. To survive this war, we must make the cruelest choice."

"So, you transferred the vice president and the well-respected General Bernadotte who could take over for you. You established a seed force. You connived at the coup." Carlo said painfully: "Let us. In Brody and Siyo Under the treaty, we are just trying to survive...even at the cost of your life!"

"I succeeded. Didn't I?" Hamilton said with a smile: "I was caught, Brody's coup came to power, Siyo will not have any doubts. And Flavio can still form a government-in-exile in Chakna and continue to ride This is the ship of the Fiji League. This time, it’s time for the Fiji League to pay for the war.”

"I don't understand..." Carlo said: "How did you bypass General Mikhailovich? How could you do all this by yourself without passing by him?"

"Of course I have an accomplice." Hamilton smiled slightly: "Want to know who it is?"

"who?"

"Snyder and Brown." Hamilton's smiling eyes sparkled with tears.

"Crazy..." Carlo's lips trembled: "Those two crazy people!"

"I really miss them." Hamilton raised his head: "You know, before that battle, many of the fleet's elites had been transferred to the seed troops and the Newton Galaxy local fleet. Our space force is already short of manpower, and they fought there In a battle, there are many new recruits who have only ordinary civilian ship driving experience."

"You are all crazy. If someone finds out." Carlo trembled: "You will be nailed to the pillar of shame!"

"Leray is a small country!" Hamilton shook his head: "In this war of the century, we can only choose our way. Whether it is cold or crazy, at least we have successfully formed the current situation. Open The Leray Passage will become Sober's reason to mobilize Suss and Jiepen. Only when the war in the Carlston Galaxy enters a fever pitch, will Chakna and other Fei Alliance countries do their best. And we will have a chance. !".

"The seed troops are our last hope. We can no longer waste our strength in the Leray central star field." Hamilton straightened his messy hair: "We can't let Leray fall into internal turmoil and endless war, let alone We can no longer follow the baton of the Fifa League. After the fall of Bermuda, Leray's central star field was the wound that continued to bleed on Leray's body. If the brave men did not cut off their wrists, our Newton galaxy and Galileo galaxy would eventually be dragged down. .Now, even if Suss and Jiepen want to attack the Newton Galaxy, they have to look at the situation in the Carlston Galaxy. Feiyang and Chakna no longer have any excuses. If they want not to be criticized by the allies, they must maintain military morale. , they have to afford the Southeast Star Territory!"

"It can give Lelei a breather, it can retain our position in the Fiji League without continuing to bleed, it can leave a seed of hope when our four-year war finally fails..." Hamilton He said every word: "No matter how great the sacrifice is, it is worth it! My ideal is to become an excellent politician! I have been the president, which was the pinnacle of my life. But now, I believe that when I die What I will accomplish in the future will surpass my moment at the inauguration!”

Carlo was silent. He looked at the man in front of him, his eyes flashing with crazy light, and his mind went blank.

This is politics for Leray...this is politics for Leray!

As he left, he heard Hamilton's last words.

"Thank you for what you did for LeRae

Carlo stopped and turned around.

Hamilton was smiling: "Please tell General Mikhailovich that I only sacrificed my life, but he needed to sacrifice his reputation. I am sorry for this."

"Do you hate him?"

While Carlo and Hamilton were talking, in Mihailovich's cell, a major general also sat cross-legged in front of Mihailovich.

"How could I hate him? We are partners." Mihailovich laughed and burst into tears: "I just regret why I haven't seen through him after working with him for so long. This son of a bitch, he lied He killed me, and now he wants me to surrender."

"You are not a politician..." the major general said: "Brody also needs your prestige to help him stabilize the military and restrain Hansford. And LeRae also needs to stop bleeding. We are planning for the future. The bet requires your protection."

"Everyone was deceived by him..." Mikhailovich seemed not to have heard the major general's words and murmured: "Me, Russell, Flavio, Bernadotte... ....He doesn’t care about anything, and we are left to spend our lives paying for his madness.”

"He is a politician." The major general said: "For Leray, his choice is not wrong."

"No..." Mihailovich hissed: "He is a damn cunning politician. A bastard who plots against his friends! He will go to hell!"

In the silence, tears welled up in the old general's eyes.

In a daze, he saw the high-spirited Hamilton again on the lawn outside the Presidential Palace.

"...I will dedicate my life, my soul, my all to LeRae. Serve the Federation with all my zeal."

He was smiling amid the cheers that filled the sky.

"I love LeRae, I love you!" Ah! ! .