Counterfeit Hero

O'Brien's prayers stopped abruptly.

He stood in front of the wide semicircular console of the command seat in despair.

In his ears, a shrill alarm came out from nowhere, and it quickly turned from a thin whimper into a spine-chilling scream. Immediately, the radar, energy scanner, fleet coordination system, damage control system and other electronic instruments on the Skynet console simultaneously emitted noisy electronic warning sounds.

Amid this maddening noise, the command room suddenly lit up.

The electronic lights all over the ceiling were eclipsed by the burst of light from the ship's windows. It was simply a bolt of lightning that pierced the space and cut everyone's retinas. The entire battleship was enveloped in laser-fired energy cannons.

The huge body of the [Supreme Glory] space carrier was shaking violently. Like a small boat rolling on top of a huge wave. The white light of the explosions appeared one after another on the hull, and the energy shield was like a pond under a storm, trembling and causing ripples. The battleship's flying wings, shell armor, and peripheral instruments were shattered in the gunfire and scattered in all directions. The crew members were thrown up violently and crashed into the aisle wall. The screams of the Skynet console or falling off the railing could be heard endlessly.

O'Brien tried his best to steady himself and subconsciously looked out the ship window on the left front of the command room.

A Feiyang fighter rolled past his eyes, turning an S-shaped arc in the void and biting a Jiepen fighter that had not had time to increase its speed.

Dozens of blazing energy machine shells swept past, and the Jie Peng fighter plane turned into a burst of sparks in the void.

This spark stung O'Brien's eyes. When the light disappeared, he saw thousands of Feiyang fighter jets, like countless moths, rushing into his bedroom window. They lined up in the passage between the battleships at high speed, rolling or kicking, creating a dazzling flight path.

The fleet's dense air artillery fire was not so much driving them away as it was dancing with them.

Whenever they pass by a certain warship, a series of explosions and flames can't wait to jump up from the body of the warship, like the flame elves chasing behind them. After jumping far away in an instant, they fall silent again.

The neat main battleship formation was already in chaos. One warship after another was paralyzed and shattered in the violent explosion.

Some out-of-control warships came sideways and slowly rammed into friendly ships next to them. Others rolled and separated from the side of the formation, and immediately fell far behind, alone and helpless as they were devastated by countless Feiyang fighters.

The blood quickly drained from his face and lips. O'Brien's face was frighteningly pale.

"General!" Yamamoto shouted.

"Keep the formation stable," O'Brien said slowly. "The battleships transformed into a circular defense formation, guarding the mothership in the middle. Open all ejection channels and accelerate the release of fighters. Order the Lightning Falcon "detachment, Black-winged Kite" detachment, Black-shouldered Kite." "Detachment, Gray Song Eagle" "Detachment, give up entanglement, speed up, and forcefully attack the flanks of the enemy's main formation."

"We still have a chance!" O'Brien turned to look at Yamamoto who was beside him as if he had lost his soul, and said every word, "In addition, send a communication signal to the other party, I want to know who he is!" "

"The enemy is accelerating the release of fighter planes." Margaret looked at the fat man. A green eye like a clear spring, with a ray of love and pride that cannot be concealed.

"They have six motherships, and we only have three... Fatty stared at the tactical computer, quickly made deductions on his hands, and grinned, "Theoretically speaking, even if they lose 60% during the release process, The fighters can also force our fighter groups to give up attacking their warships. but,"

"But now that we have found out, they have no chance. The question now is", the fat man raised his head, leaned his back on the chair, and looked up at the main screen of Skynet: "Should we go left or right? !" The generals who were walking to the left and right on the podium all had their hearts skipping a beat.

As the battle progresses, the situation could not be clearer.

As early as when the fleet passed the obstacle area, Fatty had already ordered the fighter jets to be released. The dense cosmic dust and asteroid belt give these fighters a natural hiding zone. Afterwards, whether it was a missile attack or a fleet strangulation, the main formation of the bandit battle array did not leave the obstacle zone for more than 8,000 kilometers. Always maintaining a clear and dark position with the ambush fighter group.

This card was something O'Brien could never have imagined.

You know, in space battles, fighter jet groups usually only fight around the mother ship. In high-intensity dogfights, the radius cannot exceed 6,000 kilometers, and in pursuit battles, the distance from the mothership cannot exceed 100,000 kilometers.

This distance is determined by the fighter's energy configuration, the pilot's survival necessities, and the loss of parts of the fighter during high-intensity combat. Beyond this distance, the mothership's supply support and electronic command will be affected.

Without the ability to replenish energy ammunition, repair and rotate pilots in time, without detailed intelligence support and unified coordination and command, the combat capabilities of the fighter group can be imagined.

Therefore, it is an adventure for the bandit fleet to release the fighters in advance and keep them thousands of kilometers away.

Even if the fighter jets ambushing in the obstacle area float naturally, the energy consumption is low. Even if the pilots carry double the necessities for survival in advance and are prepared to stay in the universe for a long time and endure physical fatigue, the four thousand space fighters of the three motherships can only maintain a wave of attack intensity.

If a hit is missed, the opponent will take advantage of the gap between the fighter planes to resupply and return, and suppress them with all their strength.

Therefore, when O'Brien commanded the main battleship array to move to the right wing of the battlefield, in an attempt to close the distance and release fighter planes, he and the patrol group on the left wing formed a two-sided pincer attack on the bandit battleship main array. He never imagined in his wildest dreams that the opponent's fighter planes had suddenly been released.

The mantis stalks the oriole behind. His main formation had been automatically sent between the main formation of the bandit battleships and the fighter planes without even realizing it.

The fat man had only two people and focused his attention on the strangulation of the central battle group, turning a blind eye to O'Brien's main battleship formation moving to the right under the guise of seizing the attack position or conducting tactical evasion. In the end, a group of fighter jets that had been ambushed in the obstacle area completed a counter-attack at a critical moment.

However, although the attack of the fighter jet cluster directly attacks the rear of the opponent's main formation, the main formation of battleships and aircraft carriers composed of six convex-class fleets is too powerful. Well, to end this battle, the main battleship formation of the bandit army needs to make a choice. .

To the left, attack Li Boon's patrol fleet that assaulted from the left wing, and in an arc movement, use the main formation salvo to sweep across the central battlefield those Jie Zhang fleets that had lost the fire support of the main formation. However, in this way, even if the fighter jet group can destroy most of the opponent's warships, the opponent's flagship may also escape.

To the right, this is the main battleship formation directly attacking O'Brien. If Fatty's ambush was added in advance, the possibility of the opponent's flagship escaping was almost zero. The entangled battleships of the central battle group eventually ended up destroyed. However, in that case, the fat man must

"I suggest going left." A major general raised his hand. When the commander of Meiyi Fleet was speaking, he subconsciously looked at Fatty's tactical computer.

He knew that if he went to the right, it would mean that the rear of the main formation would be lost to the left wing. And there, the three Jie Peng squadrons coming at high speed, plus the Lightning Falcon fleet, were definitely not something that the Siriodo fleet could resist.

Even if you want to struggle with it for a while, I'm afraid it won't work. You know, in the previous strangulation stage, Fatty was almost completely defeated by O'Brien.

The major general's words represent the sentiments of most staff officers and Phantom Legion officers. Only Fei Owen and other bandit generals, as well as Margaret, Tony and others, remained calm. Margaret smoothed her long hair around her ears and suddenly smiled and winked at the fat man: "If you want to try it, you can leave the command of the fighter group to me."

"If you don't try," Fatty gritted his teeth, "I can't sleep!"

"Are you sure?" Tony, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interjected.

"Half!" The fat man raised his eyelids and looked into the eyes of the actual commander of the fleet. He knew that this young commander had already recognized this team.

"Let's do it!" Tony stretched out his hand.

Next to him, Margaret, who had grown up with him, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and extended her hand.

The fat man looked around. A little further away, An Lei, Tony, Bratt, Fei Owen, Helen, Chel, Robert, Zhou Zhisen, and Carl all had bright eyes.

The fat man stretched out his hand and gave Tony and Margaret a hard blow.

"Dry\

,"After saying that, the fat man nodded seriously to Margaret: "You get on and I get off, and the fighter jet cluster will be left to you. Come on!"

If the gangster hadn't raised one of his eyebrows so obscenely, Margaret wouldn't have been able to react.

As you walked up and down, recalling the scene in Hanking's ward, two red clouds suddenly flew up on her pretty face. Damn fat man! This is how you behave in any situation! Giving the fat man a watery look, she turned around and walked to her tactical computer, activated the command identification system, and took over the command of the fighter plane.

Margaret, known as Hastings's successor, had independently commanded large-scale battles as early as eighteen years old. However, from the time she met Fatty until now, she had no chance and did not want to personally command the battle. The commander of an army can only be the core of the army. And Fatty is not only the core of the bandit army, but also the core of the new coalition created by Hastings.

For Margaret, Fatty's growth is far more important than the outcome of a battle.

Since the attack on Hanking, this idea has become even more ingrained and unshakable. Few people know that this genius little witch with a superior IQ has unknowingly turned into a dedicated helper.

She felt extremely relaxed after letting go of the burden of being Hastings' successor. However, if anyone thinks that her talent and command skills have also been lost, they would be wrong.

The concentrated cover of the Jiepen battleships and the release of fighter planes are very subtle. Experienced enemies know that the establishment and loss of advantages on the battlefield is as fast as the rhythm of a tap dance. A few minutes flies by quickly. As long as you can survive for a while, you may be able to escape death. They even deliberately abandoned some battleships to attract attacks from the Feillant fleet.

But all this cannot be hidden from Margaret's eyes.

She straightened her uniform, smiled, picked up the communicator, and issued her first order after becoming a member of the bandit army. "I am Margaret. Now, I will take over the command of the fighter group. I order the first and third groups to focus on attacking the enemy space carrier Vincent. The second group will provide blocking and cover. The Fourth Squadron and the Fifth Battalion, the enemy's space carrier "Fisher" collapsed.

When this familiar voice sounded in the communication channel, the chaotic cluster of Feiyang fighters quickly transformed from a free attack into a cluster attack.

Although some battleships frantically covered the mothership, they even did not hesitate to use their bodies to block the gunfire of the fighter jet cluster. However, the all-pervasive fighter swarm under Margaret's command was still swept in from all directions like strong winds. The two Jeppen space carriers only lasted less than five minutes before they disintegrated and exploded one after another.

After losing two space carriers, Jie Bang's fighter jet release speed has obviously been unable to keep up with the loss speed.

Faced with the Feiyang fighter group that quickly changed direction and aimed its spearhead at the other two space carriers, the main battleship formation of Jepen, which had just regained some vigor, fell into chaos again.

"Maggie's move." On the fourth floor platform of the command hall, Garfield stared at the Skynet screen, a rare smile on his face that was always sultry.

"She should have taken action." Diana looked at the slim figure on the command platform with fascination, and said matter-of-factly: "For such a local and individual battle command, even Tony can't compare to her...Kouba."

As she spoke, Diana asked confusedly: "What were they discussing just now? Are they preparing to hand over the command to Maggie?"

Garfield looked at the command podium, shook his head and said, "No, General Tian is still at the command seat. It seems that the command of the fighter group has been handed over to Maggie."

Diana curled her lips slightly: "I think Maggie should be more responsible for commanding the battle of the patrol fleet."

"Why?" Garfield was a little stunned.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Fatty's talents displayed in this battle made Garfield extremely admired.

Even if Fatty lost to O'Brien in forty minutes of strangulation, he might be able to push O'Brien to this level, which would be enough for him to win the respect of everyone in this fleet. This was war, and no matter what the process was, he won the final victory. Moreover, it was the victory in the battle with the one-eyed python Obuen!

Looking at the staff officers who were so excited that their eyes were shining with sweat and their foreheads were sweating, you can know what this victory that shocked the entire Fei League meant to them.

This is meritorious service and a supreme honor! .

Seeing Garfield's astonished expression, Diana said disdainfully: "Even if this guy used his cleverness to deceive O'Brien's main battleship formation, he can't hide the fact that he was completely defeated in a head-on fight with them. As a commander, if If you cannot defeat the enemy head-on, you will one day fall into your own trap."

Garfield got it. His eyes flicked to Isaac beside him, then he smiled at Diana and turned away.

He knew that this girl, who was as sexy as a ball of demonic fire and could make most men lose their souls with just a seductive look and a shy smile, had the same problem as Isaac. Even more deadly than Isaac!

"At one thousand three hundred and fifteen quarters on the right rudder of the main formation, the main artillery was ready to fire a salvo. Tony's command sounded in the command hall. The main formation began to turn to the right.

Garfield's eyebrows jumped and he suddenly turned his head.

The starry sky on the left wing escaped from the view of the porthole due to the turn of the battleship. One could still vaguely see the Siriodo fleet fighting with the opponent, as well as the three outstanding squadrons approaching rapidly from further away, getting closer and closer. figure.

Choosing to aim the ship's bow towards the right wing, while completely eating up the Obuen battleship's main formation, also meant that the rear of one's own main formation was exposed to the muzzles of the opponent's four patrol squadrons.

The cruiser Siriado finally disappeared out of the porthole. Garfield looked at the fat man on the podium calmly.

Do you still want to compete with O'Brien again? !

General Tian!

"Sir, the other party is requesting communication," a communications staff officer shouted loudly: "The other party's commander wants to ask you who you are."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, the fat man picked up the communicator and made a gesture to the communications staff officer.

The communications officer pushed the connect button.

"I am your uncle."

The fat man's voice echoed in the silent command hall. .