Counterfeit Hero

Assassinate Stephen? "Bonnie opened her charming blue eyes, and drove a large force back to Plisk alone. The fat man standing in front of her stupidly couldn't help but exclaimed: "Clijsters Army Base, you crazy? "

The fat man's huge head drooped and he said in frustration: "I don't want to go either, but I can't do it if I don't go. If the Eastern District is not resolved, I will have to let the soldiers fight to the death in front of Dexik's five elite armored divisions."

"But...but..." Bonnie felt inexplicably flustered at this moment: "We have blocked Reinhardt. Desik's attack is simply something that can't be helped. No one else would ask us to do it. A unnecessary sacrifice.”

"Also... we can completely jump out of the war zone. At worst, we can also buy time by blocking along the eastern front!" Speaking of excitement, she grabbed the fat man's clothes: "I don't allow you to go!"

This momentary display of emotion stunned both of them. Time seemed to have suddenly stopped at this moment.

Bonnie didn't let go, "Don't go, okay?" Her begging voice, which she put aside all reserve, was a little weak and helpless, with a hint of trembling, which made the fat man want to surrender immediately and unconditionally.

The charm of a woman is no longer about how beautiful she is or how beautifully she is dressed. The real charm of women is only in the moment when they are in full bloom for their men! That kind of wholehearted love, worry and tenderness can make any man fall for her.

Watching Bonnie slowly fall into his arms, the fat man groaned in pain. Every touch of his body was describing the delicate body in his arms, how graceful and seductive the curves were, and how firm the breasts were. And soft. It was a kind of heat that made people's blood rush.

The fat man quietly raised his butt and twisted his legs together. The rapid secretion of adrenaline makes the sexual desire of this bitch, who can do anything regardless of the occasion, soar to the sky. It would be too much of a spectacle if the angry dick pushed Bonnie away at this beautiful moment.

Confused and confused. The fat man placed a big hand on Bonnie's beautiful buttocks involuntarily.

"Bah!" Bonnie bounced out of his arms like an electric shock and spat at him lightly. Perhaps because she had rarely had such close contact with the opposite sex, Bonnie, who had always been calm and composed, now had a look of panic on her pretty face. Pink cheeks drooped. His eyes were evasive, adding a lot of charm.

With a dry cough, the fat man regretfully rubbed his fingers that still had a lingering fragrance, sanctimoniously took out a combat plan and stuffed it into the computer next to Bonnie. With the gentle tapping of the keyboard, a combat simulation program jumped out of the screen.

"Look..." The fat man changed his face very quickly, as if the person who put his hand on the person's butt just now was not him. He frowned and said seriously: "I have deduced it repeatedly. It's the same as you thought. We can't directly go to Plisk. To establish a blocking position, we can only gradually use one regiment to harass behind the two Desik armored divisions. This will interfere with their attack on the city of Plisk to the greatest extent possible."

"I can't sacrifice the lives of my brothers. But... in this way, Plisk no longer has any frontal defense force." The fat man gritted his teeth: "I can't sell the friendly troops' backside to the enemy. ! The only compromise is to block the Dexiks on the eastward path!"

The fat man said, letting out a long sigh, and continued: "In my deduction, Plisk Base is basically impossible to save. Even if the fighters and some materials can be transferred to the north and east of Tanvir now, the loss will be too great. Too serious."

Looking at several huge arrows of different colors on the electronic map, Fatty's voice became heavier: "Without Plisik, the entire expeditionary force's main force will lose its retreat! If we can't hold off Plisik before we achieve a decisive victory in the Eastern District Moving eastward with the Rhine Group may drag down the entire theater. As the supreme commander of the Western Front Defense, I will take full responsibility for this. It is hard to imagine what the Feiyang people will make of my decision when the time comes. reaction."

"You have done what you can!" Bonnie said: "How can you react? Reinhardt, didn't you defeat him head-on?"

"However, I also let go of Plisk in order to reduce the sacrifices of the team!" The fat man said with a bitter smile: "Soldiers have no reason to say anything. On the battlefield, you can never tell which sacrifices are worth it. And which sacrifices are not worth it!”

Bonnie was silent. As a senior member of Gacharin's harshest military group, she naturally knew what the fat man said. The Mythical Legion has never cared about sacrifice. In that strict military regulations. Even in order to maintain the honor of the mythical legion and the faith of the warriors, the lives of the warriors can be sacrificed!

For hundreds of years, who has debated whether it is worth it? That catch-all is still catch-1! In the past, Bonnie thought it was a matter of course, but now that she was with Fatty, she suddenly realized that this military rule was so inhumane.

Judging from the expeditionary force's large-scale abandonment of his son, Fisichella also took the sacrifice very lightly. In the same vein as Hastings, all he needs is victory!

If there was no hope of victory at all in the Battle of Mozic, or it would be easy to say it would be victorious in the end. If it fails despite the possibility of victory, it is very likely that a bunch of military staff will crawl in front of the electronic deduction map and regard Fatty's decision as a key mistake that determines the final direction of the battle.

The Lele people who did not make sacrifices ultimately led to the failure of the entire campaign. No one can bear this crime. Whether the sacrifice is worth it or not can only be known after you make the sacrifice. Perhaps a different commander would have thrown the team into Plisk's frontal defense without hesitation, exchanging lives for time.

However, Fatty is not such a person.

Looking at this guy who was usually greedy for life and fearful of death, Bonnie couldn't help but think of that one-on-one thousand blocking battle, the long four and a half hours and the gorgeous life-long leap on the cliff. She understood that the man in front of her valued the lives of the soldiers who followed her more seriously than his own!

In a way, this fat guy who looks silly and a little bit obsessed with

Zili. But he has the most iron-blooded and romantic feelings of heroism. There is no need to risk the lives of soldiers and sacrifice them needlessly in exchange for uncertain victory. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he is willing to find another way. To sacrifice vicariously for victory.

Even if this substitute is actually himself!

In the current situation. After getting the specific location of Stephen. It was already difficult for the fat man to change his mind. For this lazy man, killing Stephen is the simplest solution. Moreover, this damn fat man is always very confident in himself. .

"If you must go..." Bonnie sighed and asked softly: "What can I do for you?"

"What you need to do." Fatty pointed to the computer: "It's all in this battle plan. We must do our best to trap Desik's two airdrop armored divisions without causing a lot of casualties until Their other three armored divisions broke through the northern sector of Tanvir.”

"That's no problem." Bonnie nodded. He stared at the fat man with his beautiful eyes: "What else?"

"Remember that ancient spaceship under the cliff?" The fat man had the courage to seek death. Looking at Bonnie's instantly flushed cheeks and clenched jade teeth. He quickly continued: "Ahem...At that time, I found something inside. I thought, if I can't come back, I can't let this thing go."

"Don't you dare come back!" Bonnie said quickly. Although the tone was harsh, anyone could hear the worry contained in it. The hand that firmly grasped the fat man's arm. She betrayed her thoughts. Seeing the fat man's careless smile, Bonnie rolled her eyes angrily. Asked: "What?"

"One..." The fat man hesitated, as if he was thinking about how to word it so that Bonnie wouldn't be too surprised. Said: "It's an intelligent robot."

"Oh." Bonnie responded casually. She obviously didn't understand the difference between the intelligent robots Fatty said and the so-called intelligent robots manufactured by technology companies, "Where are they?"

"Beauty, I'm here." A little kid's voice came from beside Bonnie. This guy's spherical robot clone is jumping around desperately on the central computer console.

"It's called Brat." Fatty looked at Bonnie, who was covering her mouth and speechless in surprise, and said with a wry smile: "Perhaps it is the only artificial intelligence in the universe that has completed natural evolution. It already has independent abilities. , inseparably simulates personality.”

"It...it..." Bonnie was completely confused by the little metal bastard that appeared in front of her. No matter how smart a woman is, she still has a somewhat confused nature, and her words are particularly cute: "Is it a living place?"

"I'm going to die." The little kid fell down.

"Oh my God." Bonnie exclaimed. The brat reacts so humanly. There is no need for Fatty to explain anything anymore. No matter how calm and calm she was, the sudden appearance of artificial intelligence was already beyond her ability to accept.

What does it mean to have an artificial intelligence with independent personality? This means a miracle that humans have longed for for thousands of years but have never been able to create. This is not technology, this is life, another life model!

Humans have been alone in this universe for too long. The advent of the space age and the reach of humanity. Able to span hundreds of millions of light years in a thousand years. The star fields that humans can reach now were something that would have been unimaginable in the age of Earth. However, planets where life has been discovered one after another have emigrated again and again, and embarked on further journeys again and again, but in the end they have been unable to find intelligent life that can communicate with humans in the universe.

No one understands why, in the vast universe. There are all kinds of plants and animals, and there are lives that exist in various wonderful forms, but they have not produced the same intelligence as humans. Are humans really just orphans in the universe? Could it be that those unexplained UFOs in ancient times are just human conjectures and illusions?

When today's aerospace technology has been unable to find a breakthrough to explore the farther universe, mankind has finally set its sights on the research of creating new intelligent life. Biology, genetics, genetic engineering, relay after generation, just to be able to give birth to an intelligent life out of thin air.

However, human beings are not God or creators after all. Human beings can use the life that has been born in the universe to combine into new life forms, but they cannot create even one cell with life characteristics out of thin air! It is even more impossible to create wisdom! After countless failures, mankind discovered that the thing closest to intelligence is precisely the electronic artificial intelligence that has the least characteristics of life!

However, scientists’ almost paranoid pursuit of artificial intelligence still only results in repeated failures. No artificial intelligence can be concluded to have an independent and inseparable personality. The work of creating intelligence is increasingly looking like an unrealistic dream.

From this, you can imagine how surprised Bonnie would be when this artificial intelligence with completely intelligent characteristics suddenly appeared in front of her.

The fat man looked at the time, grabbed his sniper rifle that was imitating a Garand rifle, kneaded the sighing little kid who fell on the ground, put it into Bonnie's hand and said, "I have to go, this guy's The core program, in my mecha computer, can control Skynet, and if there are enough resources and time, it can also invade any computer-related system."

Bonnie obviously hadn't come to her senses yet, she just held on to the struggling little kid, looked at the fat man, and listened to him continue: "I have transmitted the combat plan to the First Flying Group of the Independent Army's Road Base Air Force. , I will carry their fighter planes, break through the enemy's air defenses at high speed, and land at the closest place to Clijsters Army Base. The little brat knows how to do the rest!"

"When will you come back?" Bonnie stared into the fat man's eyes.

"Sooner or later!" The fat man smiled: "I still have some experience when it comes to escaping.".