Counterfeit Hero

The bandit fleet sailed silently in the deep and quiet universe.

A patrol formation composed of ten destroyers and eleven [Demon] cruisers sailed in the front in a snake spear formation. After that, there is a circular main formation composed of seven [Holy] class battleships and the huge [Oracle] space aircraft carrier. At the rear and on both wings, there were twenty [Bandit]-class armed merchant ships and twenty-six [Group]-class heavy assault ships converted from pirate assault ships.

The speed of the fleet was very fast. On this inaccessible edge channel, dozens of warships flashed past in the starry sky like lightning. Galaxy after galaxy, planet after planet, I watched dozens of shabby warships lining up, appearing, and passing by. Finally, I watched them trailing long blue streams of light, disappearing without a trace like fireflies flying into the depths of the jungle.

Stars continue to emit light and heat; planets still move along their own trajectories; nebulae and asteroid belts remain silent and soundless. To them, this passing fleet is just a small insect flying through their long lives. Small, insignificant.

Margaret stood in front of the porthole, watching a dark-brown planet outside the window that seemed to be half burning under the light of the star. In an instant, it changed from the size of a basin to a small one in the distance. pingpong. When the battleship quickly turned an arc in the void, the half-dark planet had jumped to the other side of the battleship and disappeared from sight.

The battleship was sailing at high speed, and a moment later, it was dark again outside the porthole window. The stars in the distance are just small points of light, and their brightness cannot cover up the bright lights in the cabin. The clear porthole turned into a mirror. Margaret watched her face appear in the porthole quietly, then suddenly wrinkled her nose and secretly made a face.

It was a boring yet interesting journey.

It's boring because, except for passing stars, bright nebulae, and the wonderful aurora flashing from time to time, most of the time, you can't see any magnificent scenery on a high-speed sailing warship. It's interesting because she doesn't even know where she is now.

"Margaret!"

Margaret's soft and melodious voice came to Margaret's ears.

"Here we go again!" Margaret bit her lip in distress. She had long discovered that whenever the fleet was about to jump, someone would always come to find her and use various excuses to get herself out of the porthole.

If he didn't leave, then these battleships would stay in place for a long time.

Stopping the engine, closing the portholes and passages, the huge sounds and vibrations were Margaret's most profound impression of the battleship jumping during this trip. These things couldn't tell her anything, but made her more confused.

You must know that in the Mars Free Channel, although there are many jumping points for aircraft carriers to pass, they are not coherent. If you want to get to the Salega Longbow Galaxy, the only way is to enter the southeast main channel from a certain jumping point.

However, even though she didn't know where she was, Margaret also understood that this fleet was moving at a speed that completely exceeded the limit of Feiyang's similar ships. It was definitely following a path that was completely different from the main channel. Relevant routes.

How do they have this A-class route that can also pass aircraft carriers in addition to the main channel? ! Or is their destination not Salega? !

All kinds of questions have always troubled Margaret. [Plus the fact that the fleet was apparently hiding secrets from her made her even more curious.

Margaret turned around with a smile and saw Fang Xiang walking towards her.

Even with Margaret's pride, she had to admit that Major General Salega, with his long, silky black hair, had a charming charm.

Kind, tranquil, gentle, and sexy, even her voice is fascinating.

The natural charm and mature charm that she exudes cannot be learned by ordinary girls. This kind of woman is what men dream of. Whether it's at a dance party filled with beauties or on a bed covered with soft sheets, she is a peerless beauty in the eyes of men.

"Call me Maggie." Margaret smiled.

"Okay, Maggie." Fang Xiang took Margaret's arm and chuckled: "That guy is waiting for you in the war room to seek revenge." (Come here while reading.

"That means" Margaret said with a smile: "It's time for me to leave the porthole, right?"

"Yes." Fang Xiang was startled for a moment, then laughed, and said frankly: "Look, in order to prevent you from finding out the secrets of our fleet, we spent a lot of effort to find excuses."

"How many more excuses like this are needed?" Margaret and Fang Xiang walked hand in hand to the war room: "How about I help you think about it next time?"

"This is the last one." Fang Xiang's understatement was like a thunder, exploding in Margaret's ears: "After this jumping point, we will arrive at the Salga Longbow Galaxy. That is my home. "

"Welcome to Salega, this" Margaret stopped and looked back blankly at the slowly closing porthole shutter. Looking at the excited and short-breathing young officers in the command hall, listening to the smiling face of Major General Salega, listening to her magical voice, talking to herself: "I discovered it the day before giving up. The kingdom of seconds.”

"snort!"

With a cold snort, a livid Brody tore the newspaper in his hand into pieces, then crumpled it into a ball and smashed it against the TV wall in front of the large and luxurious carriage.

The ball of paper bounced back and landed next to a pair of shiny leather shoes on the right side of the carriage.

Hansford, the owner of the leather shoes, smiled slightly and used the toe of his shoe to kick the ball of paper to the beautiful female secretary with a pale face sitting on the opposite seat. He signaled the bewildered woman to quickly pick it up and throw it away.

The secretary complied. She bent down and picked up the paper balls and scattered pieces of paper on the soft carpet. The plump breasts almost jumped out of the neckline of the tight suit because she leaned over. In the gap exposed by the black lace bra, you can even see the pink breasts.

A teasing smile appeared on Hansford's face, and he gently shook the glass containing whiskey and ice cubes in his hand happily, letting the dark golden liquid wrap the clear ice cubes on the wall of the cup. It makes a crisp impact sound.

"Why get angry?" Hansford took a sip of wine, looked away from the secretary's white chest, and moved towards Brody. He said calmly: "Flavio's mouth has long been famous. Why bother with him? Besides, the Jiepen people running newspapers are just exaggerating and desperately agitating. We didn't break Newton's jumping point for a day. They will continue to agitate."

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Brody looked out the car window with a heavy face, his eyes half-closed, his gray eyes like a gray wolf on the snowy field.

The black luxury bulletproof flying car, escorted by dozens of armed mechas and armored vehicles, was passing through the central city of Ludrit City, the capital of Leray, at high speed. One after another, high-rise buildings quickly retreated from the car window. The wide streets were under martial law. Every few dozen meters, there was a policeman and two soldiers with live ammunition. Other flying cars on the street have been ordered to leave the street.

The crowds crowded on both sides of the street, the police maintaining order, and the silent soldiers were like a silent and frozen picture. Those numb, angry, and contemptuous faces flashed past the car window.

The convoy entered the forest avenue in the city. This kind of forest, which is ten kilometers long and wide, is spread throughout Ludrit. It is already late autumn, the forest is covered with fallen leaves, and countless tree trunks are passing by, which is dazzling.

Brody picked up the wine on the armrest and drank it down, turned back to stare at Hansford, and growled in a hoarse voice: "Newton Jump Point, when will we get it?!"

Hansford frowned, a little annoyed at Brody's unkind tone. However, he was not prepared to fall out with Brody at this time. He understands the current situation very well. From the fact that Flavio's return to the Atlantis star field has caused the people of the Le Lei central star field to celebrate with various excuses, it can be seen that Brody is losing control of Le Lei. Ray's control.

Hansford didn't speak, just drank wine leisurely.

In response to Hansford's silent contempt, Brody's forehead was already showing veins, but he still suppressed it forcefully.

The two people were facing each other silently in this silent carriage. It only hurt the female secretary sitting next to her. She looked pale and stared at the passing woods outside the window, wishing she could open the car door and jump out.

In this world, there are no permanent enemies, and naturally there are no permanent friends. Both Brody and Hansford are extremely scheming characters. When we first started working together, we didn't even think about being on guard against each other. During the coup, they were like grasshoppers on a rope, one prospered and the other suffered losses. But now, there have been subtle changes between the two people.

Hansford was born in the military, and before the coup, he was already the commander of the Free System Military District. If Hamilton hadn't suddenly investigated the huge bribes he had received from foreign arms dealers a few years ago, he would have known about it. He would have no part in the coup at all.

However, Hansford's character has never been fond of regrets. He has always believed that since he has done it, he will never stop doing it. If you are indecisive and look forward, you will never achieve great things. Therefore, after hitting it off with Brody, he took advantage of the momentum of the people's anti-war demonstrations to quickly launch a coup and firmly control all the armies, including the Leray Central System.

This is a dance on the edge of the cliff, but Hansford has never considered the president of the small association in front of him as a dance partner. He won't hesitate to push Brody off a cliff if necessary!

Brody is too ambitious. A shrewd person with appropriate ambition will be a good partner. If a person is stupid and doesn't know how to control his ambition, then only an idiot will cooperate with him without reservation! Hansford, don't want to be this idiot. Immediately after the successful coup, he discovered that Brody didn't understand politics at all.

Compared with a mature politician like Hamilton, Brody is a madman with unlimited ambition and a weak mind. While he ruled with harsh and high-handed methods, he narcissistically tried to establish himself as the greatest president in Leray. And the deed he was preparing to engrave as a monument turned out to be leading Le Ray, taking this war as an opportunity to become an important power in Western Europe. (Come here if you want to read a book)

Even if Flavio didn't scold him bloody in that newspaper, he was still desperately trying to capture the Atlantis space. For him, the current LeRae is too incomplete.

Hansford glanced at Brody and continued to drink with his eyes lowered. I feel extremely disgusted with this idiot with gray eyes. What annoys him the most is that this idiot, who did not know whose advice he listened to, actually used Mikhailovich to restrain him!

No one knew Mikhailovich better than Hansford, and to his death he would never believe that Mikhailovich would surrender his allegiance to Brody.

But Brody believed it. Now, after Mikhailovich was forcibly appointed as the Chief of General Staff of the Military Department, the military has shown signs of differentiation. Hansford admitted that he lost this move, but Brody wouldn't understand, and he didn't win either!

On the day Mikhailovich walked out of prison, Hansford had already reached a cooperation agreement with several political parties in his villa in the Free System.

Leray is, after all, still the Leray of Leray people. In this war, what LeRae should do is hide aside and cool off! Hansford bets that even if the military power is in the hands of Mikhailovich, he will not obey this madman's order and let the Leray fleet attack Newton's jumping point with all its strength.

Just let Brody continue to daydream! Hansford's leisurely gaze rested on the secretary's perky chest. Speculating whether this woman has been fucked by Brody.

The motorcade was speeding silently. A moment later, they arrived at the destination of their trip - the joint military base located in the western suburbs of the capital city of Ludrit.

Ignoring Brody, Hansford was about to put down his glass and get out of the car. Suddenly, the secret communicator on Brody's car rang. "Whoosh!" The rapid electronic sound broke the silence in the carriage.

With a gloomy look, Brody glanced at Hansford and turned on the communicator. Soon, his face, which was as cold as ice for thousands of years, showed a confused expression. His expression slowly changed, and finally, a proud and ferocious smile appeared on his face. (Come here if you want to read a book)

Hansford suddenly felt an ominous premonition. He looked at Brody blankly, and the knuckles of his fingers that were holding the wine glass turned white because of too much force.

Brody put down the communicator and stretched comfortably.

"I won't tell you the specific matter. Anyway, you will know it soon. I can only tell you that there is no need for the two of us to argue about attacking Newton's jumping point. Moreover, I think it is necessary to remind you. Excuse me, you'd better seize the time and clean up the army. I don't want to see only a bunch of rabble when our allied fleet arrives."

Hansford got out of the car, turned on the communicator, and contacted the military headquarters. Soon, his face turned pale.

Behind him, the black luxury flying car had its doors and windows closed. Under the protection of dozens of presidential guards, the flying car shook violently, and there were gasps and groans. .