Counterfeit Hero

A mecha slowly walked out of the jungle on the top of the mountain. In the dark night, I suddenly did not feel ghostly. On the contrary, he was as elegant and calm as a gentleman appearing at a ball.

The faint starlight in the sky seems to have gathered on this mecha. The golden fuselage, silver power lines and flying wings make the entire mecha show an incomparable charm - [Apollo]:._

A faint but dazzling stream of light slid across the streamlined body of the mecha. [Apollo] finally walked out of the dark trees.

The fat man found that he was trembling a little. He resisted the idea of ​​turning around and running away, turning his body sideways like a bitch who was caught raped in bed, lowering his eyebrows and trembling all over.

He knew this car [Apollo] very well. The Sun God series of mechas are all ninth-generation special mechas produced by the Binart Empire in 2059: in addition to being used as equipment for the country's elite special forces. It is also specially provided to advanced mecha warriors from some technologically underdeveloped countries in Western Europe.

Since Reinhardt is not only the leading general in Gacharin's military, but also a rare ninth-level mecha warrior in a small country, the [Apollo] mecha he owns is a gold-level model.

The fat man swallowed hard when he thought that the enemy in front of him was a ninth-level warrior driving a top-notch ninth-generation mecha. Moreover, since he was not on the same side as him, he felt that not only was his mouth bitter, but his life didn't seem to be very sweet either. He really wanted to say hello to Reinhardt and explain that everything that happened before was actually a misunderstanding and that what he did was completely out of necessity and he had no intention of going against Reinhardt. It would be great if we all meet, smile, forget all grudges, and just go their separate ways.

But in the end he still didn't dare to say these words.

The fat man sighed sadly. He knew that he had deceived Reinhardt's trust. Insulting his intelligence, spreading his secrets, destroying his major events, changing his mechas, and killing his soldiers are all justified. The embarrassing thing of falling in love with his woman is a bit unjustifiable.

Although the fat man felt that he was the most unjust in this matter. But he also knows best. It doesn't matter whether it's unfair or not to put a hat on someone. They will all be beaten.

The appearance of [Bolo] stopped Bonnie as she stepped into the cabin. She tilted her head sideways and her face, with a soft outline, lost its color under the dim starlight. Her body trembled gently, like red waves. She jumped slightly in the trembling, and her slender fingers tightly holding on to the side of the cabin door looked a little white. .

[Polo] approached slowly as if taking a walk, glanced at O'Sullivan who was held in the hand of the tattered [Beast], and then. It passed over the [Beast]'s body and landed on Bonnie's face as if it was nothing. His voice was magnetic and strangely combined love and unquestionability: "Bonnie, come here!"

"No!" Bonnie's voice was soft but firm.

This gentle word was like a thunder blast on this silent mountain top.

Everyone was stunned. This even includes Bonnie herself.

Not to mention how Reinhard was in disbelief, not to mention O'Sullivan's trembling with fear mixed with schadenfreude expression, which was shattered beyond recognition by the thunder. Naturally, he was a fat man who was already almost incontinent. He knew that he was now covered in yellow mud. Falling into the crotch is either death or death.

Calling Bonnie over was just a test done by Reinhardt after hearing the little kid's "darling" call. He was testing to see if Bonnie was compromising because of the threat of [Warcraft].

"Why?" Reinhardt's voice was light and he seemed to be asking a simple and insignificant question, but his eyes left Bonnie and fell on the broken [Warcraft].

"Why?" Bonnie's voice was trembling: "I should ask you this! Why are you doing this? Is what Phillip said true?"

The fat man is extremely depressed and the woman is really troublesome. These are undoubted facts and she still wants to ask them in person. It seems that after being confirmed by the person involved, another blow will lead to death.

"Because..." Reinhardt did not deny that his voice was soft and clear: "Because I love you."

"Damn it!" The fat man felt that he was going to die: "What kind of answer is this? Although it is said that love must be done, it is not smooth enough to simplify killing your lover to making love."

Bonnie stared blankly at [Apollo] 1: The answer made her feel an inexplicable palpitation at a loss.

"Is this your answer?" she trembled.

"Do you remember when you were a kid?" Reinhardt didn't answer directly but suddenly took the topic far away: "I always liked to take you to catch Mozki wind butterflies. You would let them go and I would always make them. When you became a specimen, I told you that beauty can only last forever if you die when you are most beautiful."

The wind on the top of the mountain made the fat man sitting in the mecha feel a biting cold. There was a difference. I just like to play s*m, and my perverted state has been upgraded to eternity and death.

"You shouldn't be alive, Bonnie." Reinhardt said softly, his voice soft and full of magnetism, as if a poet addicted to the beautiful scenery was whispering to himself how beautiful the scenery in front of him was.

Words spoken in such a voice gave everyone a creepy feeling.

"You are such a beautiful and proud woman. No one in this world can match you!" Reinhardt murmured: "I once thought I would be that person, but..." His voice was a little ferocious: "I Just an illegitimate child, the product of a loose woman and a drunken man!”

Fatty and O'Sullivan shuddered at the same time. They understood that if Reinhardt, a proud man, said such words in front of him, he would never let him leave alive! Perhaps in his eyes, he was already a dead person. So I'm not worthy of your life

There will never be another man worthy of you. After I finally fell to the ground, you should die at the purest and most beautiful time. "Reinhardt's voice was full of disappointment: "It's a pity that you didn't..."

[Polo] turned his head to the side and stupidly smashed [Warcraft] as if he wanted to penetrate the fat man's soul. Reinhardt's voice was so calm and calm, with a hint of elegance and condescension: "What makes me even more incredible is that you are actually together with this dirty and despicable fat man. You have soiled your purity and wisdom!"

The fat man sighed quietly. Since it was already a life-and-death situation, the thought of fighting to the death occupied his entire mind.

do my best! The broken [Warcraft] looked at [Apollo] with disdain and threw out his middle finger. The fat man's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Bah! Idiot!

In the silence and stillness, these two words were like a loud slap on Reinhard's face!

Bonnie didn't know why she suddenly wanted to laugh after she had been holding back her tears.

She suddenly realized that Reinhardt's so-called elegance and wisdom and all his rhetoric seemed so ridiculous in front of these two words.

Just when she was about to laugh out loud, Reinhard finally took action in a rage!

[Polo]'s energy muzzle flashed a bright red light, and the target was Bonnie before she could activate the mecha!

Reinhardt now. He is a level nine mecha warrior.

Killing the easiest targets to avoid being attacked from both front and back is originally the norm in the mecha combat manual! Even if the target is Bonnie Reinhart, there will be no hesitation!

"boom!"

The broad figure of the broken [Warcraft] in the critical moment was firmly blocked in front of this light of death. The energy shield on its body turned light red in an instant! The explosion of the energy bomb threw O'Sullivan far away.

"Start the mecha!" Fatty yelled at Bonnie. Rushing towards [Apollo], he must entangle Reinhardt or Bonnie will definitely die.

Seeing the tattered [Warcraft] rushing toward him like a sharp arrow, Reinhardt's eyes flashed with a cold light. The reality of Bonnie teaming up with another man to deal with him. Make him crazy. [Polo] stood there quietly, as if what was coming towards him was not a mecha but... the wind.

"Boom!" The broken [Warcraft] ferociously hit the ground with its subway fist, instantly creating a big hole and flying dirt. The person who was still in front of him a second ago [Apollo]

"Not good!" The fat man suddenly pulled the control stick and the mecha suddenly pushed its upper body to the ground and flipped 180 degrees. Shoot it back! At the moment when his punch was empty, he could clearly see [Polo]'s surprise move in his peripheral vision - a zigzag attack.

Pull any point between the starting point and the end point of the straight line to the left or right. To avoid enemies or strike from a distance, this is a zigzag dash. It is an advanced action of mecha control.

The zigzag line dash is not a simple second dash after dodging. This action is started only once with huge explosive force. When the mecha reaches the second point and turns, it does not rely on the pedaling force of the legs but relies on the eccentric force predetermined at the time of starting to forcibly change the direction of the advance during high travel.

It was like a football that was suddenly hit by another ball while it was flying. The line of the mecha's advance was like a broken line with a turning angle between ninety and one hundred and eighty degrees. The advantage of this kind of lunge is that it is much faster than a dodge lunge that requires a second kick to change direction.

At this time, what is the purpose of [Apollo] using the zigzag line to advance. The fat man knew with his butt that this lunatic still had his target on Bonnie! .

Killing a woman who was his childhood sweetheart like this. This made the fat man extremely contemptuous. Could it be that everything in this person's heart is measured by interests?

[Polo] is too fast. His startup is nearly two seconds faster than the broken [Warcraft]!

Two seconds are enough to determine a person's life or death during the mecha's high thrust. Seeing that [Apollo] had already shot in front of [King Kong], [King Kong] had just closed the canopy and started combat mode.

Tian Xingjian roared that he would never allow the woman who had been hurt by him to be hurt again in front of him! As the left and right hands spilled out the "Lingbo Microstep" control program like a waterfall, they turned their backs and flew backwards [Logic] The right hand lightly touched the ground, spraying the auxiliary thruster to push the mecha like a Lingbo lightly touching the ground. The birds threw themselves at [Apollo].

No one believed that the broken [Warcraft] could catch up when [Apollo] started one second ahead! Reinhardt didn't believe Bonnie or her and even closed his eyes in resignation!

[Just] Zooming in quickly in front of his eyes, suddenly [Apollo] felt his feet tighten and the flying mecha was being pulled down.

[Just] The hydraulic system was fully extended. Amidst the roar of the engine, Bonnie instinctively pulled the control lever and the mecha suddenly took two steps back.

[Bolo]'s right iron fist missed [King Kong]'s chest by a hair's breadth and hit the ground, filled with dust in the light of the mecha's spotlight.

"So fast!"

O'Sullivan, who was injured internally and broke his left leg by the shock wave of the explosion, completely forgot about his escape and the pain in his body at this moment. He just stared at the broken [Warcraft] with his mouth open and kept repeating its strange behavior like a flying bird. Leap to the ground.

What kind of manipulation is that? Why did this [Warcraft] appear like a ghost behind [Apollo] under absolutely impossible circumstances, as if it had broken free from the shackles of time and space?

No one understands what happened just now!

"boom!"

[Beast] was kicked in the chest by [Polo], and flew far away like a kite with its string broken, then landed on the ground in a mess and slid far away.

"***!" The fat man spat fiercely while he was dizzy. A ninth-level warrior could not stop moving his hands more than fifty times per second!

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