Counterfeit Hero

The noisy restaurant gradually became quiet. All you could hear was the sound of a huge ventilation fan spinning on the roof.

The fat man slowly sat down on the bench next to him, his mind already blank.

He knew that war was cruel, and he also knew that Hamilton was imprisoned and the ending waiting for him would not be wonderful. However, when the news came, he still couldn't accept it.

Brown and Schneider are gone, and now, Hamilton is gone too. Whose turn is it next?

The fat man's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He was very scared. He didn't understand what this familiar world, although suffering, was going to become! That sense of strangeness, that sense of powerlessness, frightened him as much as death!

Some people are like a light. Glowing silently next to your voice.

This person may be your parents, your children, your partner, your friends, or your teachers. Their existence makes up your entire world.

Fatty understood this very early. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want the people he knew to die! He couldn't imagine that when these people died one by one in this damn war, what would be left in his world!

And Hamilton, for Fatty, is more than just a light. He was still the man at the helm of Leray's dilapidated ship. In this storm, the disappearance of this person made Fatty suddenly lose his sense of direction. Facing the huge waves, he was at a loss.

Fatty understands better than anyone else that LeRae can live without himself, but he can never leave elites like Hamilton, Mihajlovic, Flavio and Bernadotte.

These elites are the pillars of Le Lei, and after all, he is just a fat man with no ambitions. No one is rushing, no one is urging, no one is leading. I'm afraid I will never get to this point.

You can fight on your own. Can use the most despicable means to kill any opponent. But. I am definitely not a person with elegant demeanor and elegant manners. Able to plan the future of Lelei. Ability to handle matters down to the smallest detail. Able to regulate partisan disputes and balance power. And leaders who are broad-minded and knowledgeable enough to lead the people.

"I'm going to take a nap!" In the silence. The fat man stood up with a pale face. He said to Markovich: "Let the combat department continue to improve the combat plan for the Suss transport fleets that were tracked in the past few days. Give it to me after I get up. In addition, the fleet is ready to go."

"Yes. General..." Markovich looked at the fat man. Somewhat worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Have the same problem. There are also Helen, Mei Duo and Audrey behind the fat man. There were also other soldiers and Lele people in the restaurant. Everybody knows. After arriving at the base. This fat man. Basically no rest. He is always busy. Training and purge combat troops. Instruct the modification project of mechas and battleships in the workshop. Working all night long in the lab with the scientists. and the staff officers of the newly established combat staff. Repeat the deduction work. Formulate future combat plans...the bandit army is created. There are so many places where he is needed.

"I'm not that fragile!" The fat man smiled honestly. Markovich felt a chill: "Do our own thing. They do theirs. We do ours! It's just..."

The fat man turned around and walked out of the restaurant. The last sentence. Almost every word came out from between clenched teeth: "It's just to see who is more ruthless!"

"Fat man!" As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, Big-headed Karl hurriedly came up to him: "Carolina requires you to report within twenty-four hours. Otherwise, you will be punished for disobeying military orders."

"Tell her!" The fat man walked to his room without looking back: "Fuck her!"

"Is the news accurate?"

In the combat control room of the aircraft carrier Admiral Yankovitch, Gershkov stared at the black interstellar map. Those countless shining silver names, logos and data.

These things that would make ordinary people dizzy at a glance, for Gershkov, who was born in the Soviet aviation force, are as familiar as the palm of his own hand. Just look at the star chart, and he can use these logos and data to , in a few minutes, the entire star field was shrunk in his mind. This skill is a must for any commander of the Sussian aviation. It's just the basic subjects they need to master.

"Absolutely sure. General Gerskov." A Suss combat staff stood at attention and said seriously: "We have repeatedly confirmed it. Currently, there are indeed four fleets entering the main channel. Two of them are Chakna fleets. , has arrived at the Free Port of Mars. There is also a Chakna fleet that appeared in the fifth leg of the main channel seventy-two hours ago, and its current whereabouts are unknown. According to the information transferred from the military department, our Su The Third Squadron of the Fifth Fleet of the Thresk Front has monitored a B-class Feiyang fleet passing through the Lesk jump point and entering the main channel."

"Where is the military's combat guidance?" Gershkov looked gloomy.

"Here..." The staff officer handed a document to Gershkov: "The troop increase plan drawn up by the General Staff has been approved by Marshal Bellev. Now, our group army is located in The support fleet of the Lesk system has already merged with the two newly added B-class mixed fleets, waiting for the Lesk jump channel to be marked as safe."

"Beliv, you have finally made up your mind!" Gershkov snorted coldly: "That guy only knows how to follow the Prime Minister's butt, and worry about the shortage of resources and the emptiness of the treasury... If he If you dare to veto our proposal to increase troops again, I will directly meet with Emperor Su to impeach him!"

"During this period, be more vigilant. Clear the waterway first and ask those merchant ships, smuggling ships and pirates to stay away from the main waterway to ensure smooth logistics. In addition, be sure to find out where the Chakna Fleet and Feiyang Fleet are located. It is best to press them all to the front line of the Mars Free Port." Gershkov flipped through the documents and explained: "We must also understand the situation of the free channel, especially the Mars front line and the main line. The several A-level waterways connected by the waterways are the top priority, and those waterways below C-level that cannot pass battleships have nothing to do with it."

"Yes!" The staff officer stood at attention and accepted the order.

"The Jepen fleet is about to arrive in the Longbow Galaxy. We can't give them any excuse to stay here." Gershkov casually exchanged the folders with the staff and snorted coldly: "The Fei League and Jeppen, They underestimate us too much. Three A-class fleets and one B-class fleet are just the size of our mixed group fleet. I will let them understand who is in charge of the free channel!"

The staff officer was solemn and looked at Gershkov with reverence. There is this air combat expert who is ranked 59th on the famous general ranking list, but ranks 12th among interstellar naval generals, and has not lost a single battle so far. After replenishing two B-class fleets, Suss's strength in the main channel was twice that of the enemy. This battle was commanded by Gershkov and could not be lost no matter what.

"The plan was well done."

In the office that had been renamed the first base of the Mars Front, Carolina handed the document in her hand to Margaret beside her, and smiled at Cheng Zhixuan sitting in front of her: "I'm very happy, Chakna Military Headquarters , to be able to send such a meticulous and down-to-earth officer as the chief of staff of the front. General Fisichella, I also think highly of you, Colonel. When Mars stabilizes, I will report the truth to the coalition command and request Commendation!”

"You are too polite, General." Cheng Zhixuan said calmly: "Since the Mars Front Army has been assigned to your leadership, as the Chief of Staff, I have the obligation to be your assistant. All of this is within my scope. This war is still very cruel, what we need is to work together!"

Carolina nodded with satisfaction, stood up and looked out the window at the renovated base, praising: "I never hesitate to praise those who work seriously and obey orders. Obviously, Colonel Cheng has done a lot of preliminary work. This is completely different from the other person I know. What I need to lead this team is clear rewards and punishments!"

After saying that, Carolina turned her head, glanced at Margaret, and said calmly to Cheng Zhixuan: "Although the so-called civilian armed forces here are not a reliable force for the battle we are about to face, I am I'm still a little interested in their mecha close combat skills. Besides, some people go too far, and they should understand a little bit. You can arrange the mecha fighting competition. In addition, come to Zhang Pengcheng for me and you. I will contact you. Mars’ defense and strategic deployment require close cooperation between our two armies, but until now, I haven’t met him yet!”

Cheng Zhixuan, who had fully understood what Carolina was saying, suppressed the secret joy in his heart, stood up with a serious face, and said, "Yes!"

When Cheng Zhixuan walked out of the office and closed the door, Carolina withdrew her approving gaze and said to Margaret, "What do you think of Colonel Chuckner?"

"Hypocrisy." Margaret played with her hair boredly: "I don't like him." They were all drinking and gambling, but I was the only one who emerged from the mud but was not stained, was pure but not a monster, was pure and graceful, hiding in the hotel I'll try to please you and be nice. Although this chapter has a few words, it was written in a hotel. Since everyone pushed me to sixth place in one breath, I have to be more conscious, right? Ask for a monthly pass, overtake on corners, and let them cry! How's it going? Please log in to .qdan for more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading! )

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