Counterfeit Hero

"It seems that the rumors are true. When the war was about to break out, Marshal Hastings' precious grandson-in-law did not stay on the front line."

When Fujii stepped down from the shuttle escalator to the circular berth inside the mothership, he looked at the bandit shuttle not far away and a group of bandit generals walking together. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and looked at Machiya next to him. General.

Machia, who has a handsome appearance and deep-set eyes, with messy yet elegant long flaxen hair, turned his head when he heard the sound, staring at the group of bandit generals walking quickly in dark blue uniforms, and his eyes fell on the one walking at the end. From the person in front: "The leader is Admiral Russell."

"If there is one person in the Southeast Star Region who is worthy of my respect, it may be this famous Southeast general," Go Fujii said calmly: "He did a good job in blocking Banning."

The two of them walked slowly towards the passage while talking.

On other shuttle landing pads in the huge inner port, shuttles with different logos are landing one after another. Along the passages leading to the headquarters of the flagship headquarters, allied generals wearing uniforms of different countries were walking in the same direction while nodding to each other through the passage glass.

However, when everyone saw a group of generals of the bandit army, the expressions on their faces seemed a little unnatural. Many people even slowed down their pace, turned their heads, and pretended not to see it.

"It seems that everyone's grievances are not small," Macchia shook his head helplessly: "Actually, if we look at it from another perspective, the bandit army has gained many advantages for the Allies in the early stages of the battle."

He turned to look at Tsuyoshi Fujii: "If they hadn't taken the initiative, we wouldn't have been able to arrive here at the same time as Xiyo. Moreover, destroying Banning's forward fleet also destroyed the space systems that Xiyo had set up in several major systems in the Desik Empire. The base has greatly weakened the combat effectiveness of Western York. In the face of such a record, even if they retreated to preserve their troops, there is nothing to blame?"

"You are generous," Tsuyoshi Fujii sneered: "This is their territory, and behind them are their national borders and their people. No matter what they do, it is what they should do! And why should we put aside special circumstances?" Ignore the crisis in Riverland and come here to sacrifice for a country millions of light years away from Ryan?"

"You can't say it like that," Macchia knew his friend's character well, and didn't want to argue. He just said in a gentle tone: "It's called lip-destroying. To the extent that the war in the southeast has developed to the current level, it's not just the LeLei Federation's responsibility. .If we can win this battle..."

"You can force Soos and Jiepen to withdraw from the war, change the war situation, connect the southeast, and then threaten Desik, the Naga Federation and the Binart Empire, right?" Fujii interrupted Machia. He continued to speak for him in one breath, and said with a sneer, "But, can we win this battle?"

His voice gradually became louder, with a kind of extremely suppressed resentment: "Xijiao has concentrated the power of all member states, and its military supplies and morale are ten times and a hundred times ours. They occupy all the key points of the interstellar passages. Jump Point can draw troops from any war zone on the human interstellar territory and deploy them uniformly. Their command system has been integrated two years ago, and everyone is under the command of Sober. From the northwest to In the southeast, from Meima to Trifland, every battle zone and every battle is part of their precise plan. Perhaps behind Sobol at this moment, more Western fleets are swarming... …”

"And what about us?" Fujii Tsuyoshi looked directly into Macchia's eyes, with painful anger beating in his pupils: "We are a lone army with only one-half of the opponent's strength. Morale is low, our organization has been hasty, we are not united and we are not united. There was a tacit understanding. In order to preserve their own troops, the people we came to help were able to retreat without firing a single shot.

Our alliance is divided into the corners of the human interstellar territory and fights independently. It would take hundreds of times more time and cost to mobilize troops than in Western Europe. We have no reinforcements or even reliable logistical supplies. Admiral Liver and Marshal Hastings have formed two opposing command cores. We don’t even know who to listen to..."

Fujii Tsuyoshi's angry voice echoed in the glass tube-like corridor. Because of the closed glass sound insulation, the Allied generals walking in the other berth passages nearby could not hear his voice, but everyone could see Fujii Tsuyoshi's angry and excited body movements. .

After a long time, Fujii put down his hand pointing in the direction of the headquarters and looked at Machia sadly: "Until now, do you still imagine that we can win this battle?"

Machia was silent and suddenly smiled: "Now that I'm here, my only belief at the moment is to win this war." He patted Fujii's shoulder lightly: "Let's go, my general. The meeting is about to begin. .”

Maybe after venting, I feel much calmer. Fujii sneered bitterly, shook his head, and walked side by side to the headquarters with Macchia.

Passing through the passage, taking the spacious and bright suspended elevator, and passing through four consecutive security doors for identity verification, the two arrived at the command center.

The command center of the flagship [Heidfield] was already overcrowded.

Hundreds of staff officers are busy at their respective posts. Every office, conference room, and war room was packed with people. They were either walking quickly with documents in hand, or gathered in front of the electronic sand table. The sound of footsteps, the notification sound of the Skynet system and the opening of the automatic door were mixed with the continuous calls, making it a noisy place.

The central hall of the command center is a huge hexagonal room, as big as half a football field. It was densely packed with Skynet instruments. The huge central computer core processor is like a giant crystal ten meters high, standing in the center of the hall, running rapidly in the flowing and flickering light.

The already crowded hall became even more crowded with the addition of allied generals arriving from various fleets. Macchia and Fujii Go led the Ryan officers under their command, led by a base camp staff officer, through the crowd and into the conference room that was already filled with allied officers.

The meeting had not yet begun. In the brightly lit room, the commanders of the Allied fleet were standing or sitting in groups, whispering to each other.

The atmosphere was tense and solemn.

Everybody knows. At this moment, Sobol, the great enemy of the Fiji League, was two million kilometers away. The West York fleet, which has twice the strength of our own, is eyeing us, and the battle is about to break out. This combat meeting may be a meeting that affects the outcome of the war and the fate of the future!

How will Marshal Hastings direct this battle? Is the Double Star Corridor the place for the final decisive battle? What tactics will the Allied fleets use, and how will they coordinate with each other? Who will be the vanguard, who will be the main attacker, what to do with material supplies, who will cover the retreat when the battle situation is unfavorable, and where to retreat...

These questions must be answered at this meeting.

The commanders exchanged opinions, speculated and analyzed in low voices, and looked around with their eyes.

Most people turned their attention to the bandit general who had been the focus of attention since he entered the conference room.

Russell, Bratt, Fervin, Robert, Mickey, Margaret, and Leray's first general Mikhailovich, who had just arrived from the Leray Federation, defended the Newton Jump Point. Admiral Malki won the respect of everyone with his bravery.

Except for General Bernadotte, who is still in Feillan Hospital at this moment, almost all the remaining generals of Leray's military have left.

In addition, there are also Admiral Zhang Pengcheng, Admiral Marshall, Lieutenant General Pang Longqi of Chakna, Lieutenant General Douglas of the Feiyang 19th Group Fleet... Several Feiyang generals even recognized Leahy. Te and Tony and other Phantom Fleet officers.

However, everyone did not see the soul of the bandit army, the fat man who filled them with all kinds of curiosity, Margaret's fiancé, Hastings' grandson-in-law, and the legendary successor of the Fiji Alliance. Li Fo's mortal enemy, Tian Xingjian, a mechanic who escaped twenty-one times four years ago.

The Allied commanders exchanged glances with each other.

Before coming here to attend the meeting, they heard that Tian Xingjian was not among the bandit fleet. At first, everyone didn't believe it. After all, at such a critical moment, it was really unjustifiable that he, as a core member of the bandit army and the Allied command group, was not present.

I'm afraid... it's not the time for him to hide behind, sneak around, and command others to do their best?

But after seeing the bandit generals, everyone was surprised to find that the news was actually true! The fat man is really not here. If he were there, it would be impossible for such an important meeting to be without his participation.

Is it too much to be absent at the critical moment when this important war that affects the entire Southeast begins?

Could it be that the "Heroes of Le Lei" who are only in their twenties have already learned the life-saving philosophy of those old foxes who are greedy for life and afraid of death? They hide behind and observe the scenery, rush forward to grab the credit when the opportunity is good, and run away when the war is unfavorable. Far away, not taking risks and not taking responsibility? .

"I think General Tian cannot come to the meeting because he must have more important tasks."

Hearing this voice, Machia and Fujii followed the sound and saw among the officers that they seemed to have heard a disdainful accusation from a certain Allied general. Roxani, the commander of Feiyang Fleet, had an angry look on his face. She looked coldly at the mocking allied generals beside her: "If you have General Tian's leisure, you might as well worry more about the battle in front of you. Now, it's not time to start an internal strife just by catching wind and shadow!"

"Catching wind and shadow? Let's not talk about the more than 20 escape records on General Tian's resume. Just talk about the bandit army retreating in large strides without firing a shot. Can he explain it?" The Chinese from the Southwest Star Territory member state Jiang seemed a little angry because Roxani accused him in public, "I don't know how a person like this got to where he is now!"

"That's right, we are reinforcements, not cannon fodder! Why can they retreat? We have to fight to the death here and sacrifice the lives of our soldiers to defend their country." Another general mocked unceremoniously: "They If we can do it, can't we say it? Besides, he is not here at such an important time. When the war breaks out, can we still count on this successor?"

"Aren't you convinced?" Roxani sneered: "General Tian's talent is proven by his record. If you are jealous and show your record, the Marshal may choose you as his successor."

"We don't have any nepotism. It's still unclear whether we went south this time because the battle in the southeast is important or for some other reason!" The lieutenant general of the Southwest Star Territory glanced at Ma, who was standing at the other end of the conference room. Gretel slowly and insinuatingly said: "Besides, we haven't seen with our own eyes how these achievements came about. Who knows whether collective honor puts gold on a person's face?"

"That's right. If you have the ability, don't hide behind." Several people nearby agreed: "Command the bandit army to fight a beautiful battle and let everyone see with your own eyes whether it is as powerful as the legend says. Let's go south. , are you here to die, or are you here to win this war!"

Roksani glared at these people and turned red with anger when she saw that they even included several Feiyang generals who were standing on the periphery looking strange.

In the Fei League camp, such ridicule and suspicion has simply become a tradition. There is mutual distrust between the Allied forces and the Allied forces. Everyone has his own little calculation. In the past, when Feiyang was the dominant country and Hastings was firmly on the throne of military god, no one dared to question it.

Now that Li Fut has entered the Allied Command, the fleet going south has become a lone force, and Hastings's body is deteriorating again, and various voices have emerged.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Many of the troops of the Fiji League are generals who rely more on political struggles and the keys to promotion and wealth than to rely on military prowess and achievements. They may not be very good at fighting, but when it comes to questioning and criticizing, they are very good at it.

What's more, the strategy of going south was originally promoted by Hastings. Now facing the Western York army two million kilometers away, if there are few of these people who are timid, few of them want to preserve their power, wealth and life. I'm afraid even a fool would not believe anyone who used this as a bargaining chip to invest in Li Fu.

There are many people like this in Spain, and there are equally many people like this in democratic countries.

Roxani had witnessed Fatty's ability to defeat 115 Feiyang generals in a virtual game during the exercise at the Democratic Force Fortress. She also had a deeper understanding of the bandit army through her friend Margaret, so she knew that, Every achievement of the bandit army is closely related to Fatty.

In this powerful motley crew, Fatty is the soul.

His character has been completely integrated into the gangster's personality. Even though Fatty did not come to the front line in person during the battle against Banning, in the series of battles in which the bandits suddenly attacked Zeus, lured the enemy, and rushed through the Hera galaxy to attack Banning's fleet, what they fought displayed was their unique arrogance. Cunning and crazy.

Only such an army can fight such a battle! If the same battle plan were implemented by other fleets of the current Allied forces, I am afraid that not even half of it would be completed, let alone a clean and beautiful fight.

It was precisely because she gradually got to know this Lele machine repairman from the initial confrontation that Roxani became angry at the cynicism of the Allied generals around her.

If there is no basic trust in a war and one does not dare to trust allies in battle, it will be a disaster for any army. .

If at such a critical time, everyone still turns a blind eye to the illustrious achievements of an Allied general, and still speculates on other people's motives and lays out accusations just because they didn't show up. How can we trust each other and work together to win this war? !

As if not wanting to cause a more intense conflict before the meeting, Admiral Medina and Lieutenant General Michel stood apart from Roxani and the Allied generals. As the two sides parted unhappily, they each glanced at the generals of the Lion Republic such as Macchia and Fujii Tsuyoshi.

Machia had a wry smile on his face, while Tsuyoshi Fujii's face was as dark as water.

The Republic of Lane was Li Fo's biggest supporter and was also the biggest victim of Hastings's move to drag the main Allied forces south. The Lane Fleet is the second largest group in this fleet. Therefore, fundamentally speaking, the conflicts within the coalition forces arise from the grievances of the Lane people.

The atmosphere in the conference room was silent and solemn. Many allied generals silently ignored him and then dispersed to the side. This brief conflict cast an ominous shadow over the coming battle. Many people sighed inwardly with deep thoughts. They know the harm of this kind of antagonism and its root causes, but they don’t know how to resolve it.

"How pathetic!" Roxani walked to the porthole of the conference room, stared at the busy crowd in the command hall below the central podium and the flickering Skynet screen and said angrily: "I don't understand why these people always say The bandits are full of prejudice, are they all blind and deaf, unable to see General Tian’s achievements?”

"In the past, General Tian Xingjian was in the Lelei Federation. They could say that those achievements were all bragging. Later, they pulled this bandit army from the free world of Mars, starting from attacking the Humphrey Fleet, Canglang Star, and Leifeng. Star, beat O'Brien, beat Sheldon... With such a record, if you put it on any other person, he would be a hero worshiped by the whole people? Why is there so many doubts on General Tian?"

Roksani had a pretty face and stamped her foot angrily: "It's time for us to not focus on the battle but to just stare at others and make irresponsible remarks. It's okay not to have such an ally!"

"I think this is normal." General Medina smiled and leaned on the railing of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the busy command hall, "Should this be something that the Marshal has foreseen?"

Roxani was stunned and glanced at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"We have been following your Excellency the Marshal for many years. Since the outbreak of the war, the Marshal has done nothing on the surface but has done something secretly. Don't others know that we don't know it ourselves?" Admiral Medina said with a calm smile on his face. Smiling and raising his eyebrows slightly, he said to Roxani: "How does Feiyang's military strength compare with that at the beginning of the war?"

Roxani and Lieutenant General Michelle looked at each other, frowned and thought for a while, and replied: "Although our losses in the Carlston Galaxy were not small, and Li Fu took away four major galaxies, we The troops that can be mobilized now are not much less than at the beginning of the war."

"Yes," Admiral Medina said with a smile: "If nothing else, let's just say that us black generals, in the past two years, there has been no day when we have not been waiting under the orders of the marshal, and no day has it been as if we have risked our lives. Prepare supplies, train troops, conduct exercises, and select officers?”

As he spoke, he took out a cigar, threw one to Michelle next to him, lit one himself, and said with half-squinted eyes: "Although Feiyang's troops are distributed in major galaxies, they are all the defense system of the Republic. It seems that the components of the army cannot be mobilized. However, if the Marshal is determined, at least more than half of us can lead the army south? "

Roxani and Michelle nodded at the same time. Medina's words were like a hand, grabbing out the vague confusion in their hearts from the clouds and mountains.

This time, in addition to Roxani, Medina, and Michelle, the Allied Forces were transferred from Feiyang Republic to the dozen or so black generals who had fought against Fatty in the deduction. However, these people only account for a small part of the black generals. Moreover, among the forty Feiyang fleets heading south, the fleets they led accounted for less than 30% of them.

This means that there are still many Feiyang generals and their troops from the black line who were left behind in the Feiyang Republic by the marshal.

Why did the marshal do this? Is it because they went south in a hurry, without enough preparation time and insufficient supplies? Or is it because these Feiyang troops belonging to different military regions are an important part of the defense system of the major systems of the Republic and cannot be transferred? .

This may be the case to outsiders and even to most Feiyan generals. But in the eyes of these generals who have followed Hastings for many years, things are not that simple!

Only they know that the Feiyang Republic's military strength is not so short that it needs Li Fo's dozens of fleets to serve as the boss! If the Marshal is willing, the army under the control of the black generals can complete the attack and combat preparations within forty-eight hours, and set off!

Because they have been preparing for two full years!

The Republic's defense system would function normally without them. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. There are more than 400 A-class fleets, thousands of armored divisions and fully mechanized infantry divisions in the major military districts of the Feiyang Republic. They cannot be seen under the sun!

At this time, when Medina raised this issue, Roxani and Michelle reacted immediately. The secret exercise that was conducted in the stronghold of the Democratic Forces was once regarded by them as the first meeting between themselves and the future leaders of this group, and it was also the clarion call that the battle was about to begin. Unexpectedly...

Although they have never communicated with each other, the same problem has been lingering in their minds for a long time without any solution.

"Why doesn't the Marshal..." Roxani looked at Medina and asked.

"The marshal's strategic arrangements have always been a blur," Medina said slowly: "Whether it was the Southeast Expeditionary Fleet heading south via the Knawil Four Kingdoms, or Douglas's 19th Army's surprise attack on the Longbow The galaxies are just two small chess pieces of the Marshal's early subordinates. With his foresight, how could there not be a bigger foreshadowing?"

He bit his cigar, his eyes sparkling in the smoke: "Look around us, including our Feiyang fleet, how many of them are leaning towards Li Fu, and how many of them are notoriously passive?" He used his mouth. He made an effort to go to Fujii Go and said calmly: "If nothing else, this person is a die-hard admirer of Li Fu..."

"Another militarist?" Roxani curled her lips in disgust.

"That's not true," Medina smiled and shook his head: "It's just that, like most young officers, he is too impulsive and too eager."

With that said, Medina turned his head: "The marshal brought out a bunch of guys like this and left our people with Li Fo... Do you understand?"

Roxani blinked, Michelle swallowed, and the two looked at each other, their eyes brightening.

At this moment, the automatic door opened, and an emaciated Hastings appeared at the door accompanied by McKinley. At the same time, a white firework suddenly lit up on the huge Skynet main screen of the command center outside the porthole.

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