Counterfeit Hero

After playing the game all night, Fatty finally achieved the goal of commanding the class to fight without casualties.

However, he also clearly realized that he was weak in command as he had not systematically studied military command. On several occasions, it was due to lack of command skills that all previous efforts were ultimately wasted.

The class commander barely managed to avoid any casualties. Platoon-level command is six times more difficult than squad command.

The fat man felt a little worried. Are you trying to find a way to learn the basics of military command?

In the early morning, the central city of Mars began to wake up.

A touch of sunlight shines on the balcony on the east side of Building 9. The air was still filled with moisture from a light rain at night, and the cool wind carried the crisp chirping of birds.

The only two people on the building appeared on the balcony at the same time.

"Good morning, General Tian." Margaret nodded gently to the fat man. This fat woman twerks and does exercises on the balcony every morning. She appeared here on purpose today.

"Good morning, Major Margaret." Even though he had known that Carolina's adjutant had moved into the next room yesterday, the fat man still pointed to the next room in surprise and said: "Why, you live here too ?”

"yes."

"Damn woman! Came here to monitor and seduce me."

"Damn fat man! I don't believe I can control you!"

The two of them cursed in their hearts at the same time, but smiled at each other on the surface.

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, change your posture and do it again." The fat man was doing weight loss gymnastics. He has been doing this kind of weight-loss exercise for several months. Just yesterday, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his waistline had lost at least one millimeter, which strengthened his determination to do weight loss gymnastics to the end.

On the balcony next door, Margaret was wearing a beige tight-fitting vest and a pair of dark blue shorts, leaning over the balcony railing. Holding a cup of tea in hand. Slender and straight jade legs, smooth and delicate. In a pair of pink slippers, on the toes that look like white jade. Wearing pink nail polish, she is as delicate and delicate as a work of art.

When looking at a beautiful woman, look at the hands and feet first. No matter how beautiful she is, if her hands and feet are rough and deformed, she cannot be called a beauty no matter how beautiful her face is. As a descendant of the founder Tian Boguang, Fatty is obviously well versed in these three flavors. Although I was vaguely aware of this in my heart. Carolina's adjutant, who greeted him with a smile, was a little wary and hostile, but he had to admit that this woman's hands and feet were indeed very beautiful.

As a child. The fat man can memorize the beauty appraisals from various pornographic magazines and lewd thieves' manuals from beginning to end. The neck should be long and graceful, the clavicle should be delicate, the skin should be fair and tender, the chest should be upright, the waist should be thin and strong, the buttocks should be round and plump, and the legs should be straight. The hands and feet should be delicate, and the temperament should be elegant yet wild...

***! The fat man swore that this little girl must be determined to seduce him and look like this on purpose.

She is simply the ultimate finisher of all nymphomaniacs.

Bend left and bend right. The white collar of Margaret's tank top showed off her cleavage. It shook the fat man so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. As he bent down, the pair of beautiful little white rabbits appeared. It also seemed to be trembling.

The fat man’s eyes almost fell into his chest!

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the fat man's lustful look and Margaret holding a cup of tea. The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

Other people might not understand, but Margaret almost didn't need to think about it to know that the fat man was deliberately disgusting her.

Not to mention Fatty, few even among the senior officers of the front army knew about his identity.

In his eyes, he is still Carolina's adjutant. With such an identity, appearing next to him, the fat man was naturally vigilant and wary. Besides, last time at the training ground, I made him suffer a hidden loss. It's just that the way he handles it is different from ordinary people.

However, it is too easy to use this method to keep your aunt away from you!

"General Tian..."

As if she didn't feel the fat man's unabashed gaze at all, Margaret poured a cup of tea with a smile and handed it over across the balcony: "This is the West Lake Longjing I brought. It is authentic from the origin of the earth."

"Oh, Colonel Margaret, you are so polite." The fat man took the cup with a look of surprise on his face. While secretly wondering in my heart. She can maintain such composure and composure as if nothing has happened under her almost clairvoyant gaze. Is this woman big-breasted, brainless, heartless, ignorant of worldly affairs, or has she reached the point where she is immovable? !

The fat man was drinking tea, but before he could finish his thoughts, he saw Margaret in front of him gently brushing his long, light golden hair. With his fair and slender fingers, he gently twisted the vest and pulled it down. He pulled up the already very revealing neckline.

"Pfft..." The fat man spit out a mouthful of tea, choking and coughing repeatedly.

"What?" The faint smile on Margaret's lips was as charming as the night even in the bright sunshine. A soft voice full of charm: "Isn't my tea delicious?"

The fat man wiped the water stains on his body angrily. The woman's neckline has rebounded when it is close to the bottom line. The most disgusting thing is that she is wearing a tube top that is the same color as her skin. It's simply too bullying, and it's intolerable.

"If the general doesn't like tea, I'll make you a cup of coffee."

Margaret's smile bloomed gently from the corners of her mouth. Like the eerie darkness of night being dispersed by the sunlight emerging from the horizon. There was a hint of shyness in the smile as refreshing and pure as the morning.

She spoke softly, like a gentle wife speaking to her husband.

The flesh on the fat man's face twitched: "Colonel Margaret's tea is very good."

Looking at the shy expression on Margaret's face... Fatty understood that what he met was an absolutely difficult little goblin!

I just don’t know why this little goblin is so interested in me. \\\\\\\\\\\\

Several officers walked through the passage beside the training ground.

Looking up, Feiyang Soldier's dream goddess was chatting and laughing with Fatty Nalerei.

"General Tian, ​​what game are you playing?" Margaret watched the officers walking downstairs. The topic seemed to change casually without any trace: "I saw you brought a game cabin back.".

"Win a Thousand Miles Away." The fat man was depressed because he had to compete with the computer hundreds of times yesterday. When Margaret asked, he immediately became interested: "Colonel Margaret should be familiar to you?"

"Of course." Margaret smiled slightly: "After all, this is our Feiyang game, and it is a required course for military personnel. However, compared to this, I prefer "War in the Sky" developed by your country." Margaret's charming eyes turned slightly, as if she was watching her eyes, but as if she did nothing: "I heard... General Tian has chosen nine major schools one after another. Master of ground mecha. I don’t know. Do I have a chance to let the general guide me..."

"Yes, yes..." The fat man smiled honestly and nodded quickly: "I am also thinking of asking Colonel Margaret to give you some guidance. I have just played this game, and I am a complete novice! "

"Oh?" Margaret was stunned for a moment, then reacted. This fat man was born as a mechanic. It's not surprising that I haven't played "A Thousand Miles of Victory". He immediately secretly said with joy: "Then we've made a deal! I'm a lieutenant general in "The Battle of Thousand Miles". My name is Smart Little Lady. I don't know General Tian..."

The fat man was dumbfounded and struggled for a long time: "Let me make it clear first, I really don't want to take advantage of you..."

In the Salega Longbow Galaxy, Orfield City, the capital of the Blue Stone Star, has densely packed streets, with crowds of people and cars flowing back and forth.

Although it is the territory of the Salga Federation, it is. At this moment, the streets already have a strong smell of Sousse. Restaurants and hotels with large Seuss signboards, tightly protected Seuss settlements, flying cars with priority Seuss license plates, and government buildings with Seuss signs. There are also groups of arrogant Sussian soldiers. Everything reminds the people of this land, here. Already "leased" to the Sussian Empire.

Emotions will always range from anger and defiance. Become helpless and surrender. Days will always change from being unsuitable to a habit in a silent way.

However, when the Salga people were accustomed to the omnipresence of the Sussians and the fact that they were second-class citizens in their own land, they suddenly discovered an interesting phenomenon.

With the arrival of the Jiepen fleet, countless Jiepen people poured into the planet as if overnight. In the city, Jiepen restaurants, shops and Jiepen settlements began to appear at an extremely fast speed.

The relationship between the Susi and the Jiepen people does not seem to be as friendly as stated in the terms of their covenant. There was even a sense of tension between the two sides.

With anger and humiliation, the Salga people looked on with cold eyes.

Although their status is still the same low, if they can see these people who appear as conquerors, they will always feel happy in pain. They wish these people could fight each other to death.

The thick brown metal-trimmed wooden door of the conference room of the Western York-Southeast Allied Forces Headquarters in Salega was slightly ajar. On the dimly lit corridor, every ten meters, there were two Jie Peng guards in dark green uniforms, standing upright. These soldiers with very short shaved hair, expressionless faces and sharp eyes, giving people a chill from beginning to end, are like sculptures, silent and motionless, forming a perfect image with the Jiepen officers in the noisy conference room. sharp contrast!

"What did the Suss A1 fleet think at that time?" A colonel Jiepen leaned on his chair: "It was unexpectedly that a crippled Chakna fleet deployed the Lu Ze Growth Formation during the battle... .....Do they think their friendly forces are too much trouble?"

"It has spread all over the world. The Sussians always boast that they are good at creating miracles. This is really a miracle." There was smoke in the conference room. A major general sitting by the window of the oval conference table had a cup in his mouth. He took out the cigarette and said disdainfully: "Lu Ze's growth formation...how can they afford to throw away such a person?!"

"The Sussians take themselves too seriously." A gloomy-looking colonel smiled coldly: "These barbarians always want to squeeze out of the Eastern Star Territory. This time, they captured Resk. They occupied the main channel and stationed in Salega. Seeing their dream come true, they got carried away. Unfortunately, they forgot. For these thousands of years, the one they can't get around is us Jiepen! No matter how high they jump, Southeast Star The overlord of this domain is still the Jie Pen Empire.”

"Marshal Mikami, I never thought that the Sussians could stand here." Colonel Jiepen, who was leaning on his chair, smiled and said: "This time, Suss lost someone, and that's the reason why our fleet stayed here. It’s more than enough. It’s not because we don’t leave, it’s because our allies are so unsatisfactory!”

Several senior officers were talking in the conference room, and their words were full of cynicism towards Susidi.

"General...you..." suddenly. The voice of the guard came from the corridor, and with the sound of hurried footsteps, the door of the conference room was violently pushed open.

The officers of Jie Pen jumped up one by one as if they were on springs and looked at the door in surprise.

The Sousse Admiral Ulyanov, with a livid face, barged straight in. These Jiepen officers talked unscrupulously. Ulyanov, who was waiting next door for Bram Manders, commander of Jepen's fleet, was furious.

He had had enough of that inexplicable loss in the battle. Not only did the military reprimand him, but Emperor Su also issued an edict to rebuke him. Him and his front troops. It has become the laughing stock of the entire human world.

If other countries laugh at it, that's fine. But the cynicism kept coming into his ears. From these uninvited, shameless damn Jiepen people!

"General Ulyanov!" in the conference room. The highest-ranking lieutenant general, who was nearly fifty years old, took a step forward with a sinister look on his face: "What can I do for you?"

Ulyanov sneered: "Please tell Admiral Manders and Marshal Mikami Yuuto. In this battle, I, Suss, will definitely capture Mars and control the main channel... The situation in Sksk is urgent. If the passage is opened, please ask the friendly troops of Jie Pen to speed up the north! You stay here and brag and fart, it will not have any effect. "

After speaking, Ulyanov threw a combat plan filing and coordination plan document on his desk, glanced at everyone coldly, snorted, and walked away.

The Jiepen officers looked at each other in confusion. For a long time, one Lieutenant Colonel Jiepen curled his lips and said: "The Sussians... are starting to brag again!".

"This time, they seem to be very sure." The lieutenant general sitting at the top of the circular conference table picked up Ulyanov's document. The file is encrypted and no one except Mikami Yuuto can see it. He weighed the electronic folder in his hand: "Gershkov never fights an unprepared battle, and his commanding skills in space battles are almost superb. Ulyanov is even more on the list. Famous generals. They are good at using cunning tactics. It seems that they are well prepared if they dare to brag about Haikou."

"I heard... among them, there is also the Binart Empire."

Under the dim light of the room, the old-fashioned palace furniture is gorgeous, heavy and silent.

The curtains were closed, leaving only a slight gap exposed. Sunlight penetrated into the room through the cracks, and in that ray of sunshine were thousands of floating dust particles.

The standing mirror leaning against the corner reflected the far end of the rectangular room. In the mirror, Cooper sat with his legs crossed on a soft and spacious sofa with blue background and white flowers. The cigar in his fingers was burning quietly. The flaming red cigarette butts, with wisps of green smoke floating in the air.

Uhtred Amon gently opened the cabinet door and moved the mirror towards him little by little.

A distorted face appeared in the mirror.

Anmen looked at himself in the mirror intently. After a long time, he raised his hand and stroked his forehead obsessively.

It was an oval metal protruding forward. The metal extends to the back of the head, forming the entire head, then downwards, wrapping the ears, and extending to the back of the neck. Under the light, it reflects silvery white light.

In the mirror, Cooper turned his head away unbearably.

Anmen laughed. Laughing silently.

In the eyes of mortals, a person who is equipped with this metal skull is almost synonymous with monster.

But... He moved his fingers back along his forehead, and the cold metallic feeling flowing through his fingertips made him feel power!

God-like, the power to control everything!

"The competition starts tomorrow." Cooper's voice echoed in the empty room, a little dry and a little cramped: "Second Lieutenant Anmeng, the mecha shell has been modified. As the seed player of Tailiu, you will directly compete in the The day after tomorrow, we will enter the top 16. In the finals, not only will Carolina and the top brass of the Fei Alliance Mars Front come, but Zhang Pengcheng, the commander-in-chief of the Twelfth Group Fleet of Chakna, and the commanders of the three major fleets will also come. Will appear......."

"I don't want to hear this." An Meng looked at himself in the mirror longingly and interrupted Cooper: "I know my mission very well. As long as they appear there during the finals, they will all be killed by me. Sent to hell. What I need to know is whether those idiots in Seuss are ready."

"Yes." Cooper lowered his head and looked at the floor under his feet and said: "We have already contacted General Gershkov. As soon as we succeed here, they will take advantage of the opportunity to attack. I believe that the leadership of the entire army The annihilated Fei Alliance army has absolutely no ability to resist. We will clear the entire Mars and the main channel in one fell swoop..."

Licking Wen He's lips, Cooper raised his head and flattered: "Of course, the main credit is yours."

"Hehehehe..." An Meng's laughter penetrated people like a night owl, and soon turned into a crazy laughter.

"I heard that Mars' mechas are the best in the world in close combat. This time..." Anmen turned his metal head with a wild smile. On his twisted face, only his mouth was wide open. Not even a hint of smile. Eyes that protruded like dead fish stared at Cooper lifelessly: "...I, a little second lieutenant of the Binart Empire, must take a serious look at it."..., more chapters , support the author and support genuine reading! )

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