Counterfeit Hero

"The Fake Hero" Chapter 66: Airborne

The entire Puditok was bustling with activity at the moment. Several medium-sized transport ships and hundreds of small transport ships are parked in major bases. Countless transport mechas and engineering mechas, as well as infantry transport vehicles, are busy transporting various supplies to the transport ships.

Nearly half of the thousands of strategic material storage warehouses have been moved out, and the retreat of non-combatants is also proceeding in an orderly manner. All mechas and vehicles that can still be driven have been gathered together and left behind in several Under the escort of the infantry battalion, they gradually evacuated toward Fadik in the northeast.

The temporary command headquarters in the Changxiangang theater was moved into a heavy-duty command mecha that could accommodate twenty people and was ready to go.

At this moment, in the mecha, Nia, who had just rushed back to Puditok, and several regiment leaders looked at each other in confusion, "Assassinate Stephen?" This news made them a little dizzy for a while.

Commanders at any level usually only focus on strategy and technology. Issues such as the enemy's deployment, troop strength, combat effectiveness, mobility, logistics, etc. are those who were born in military academies or rose through the ranks with military merit. Commanders are concerned.

In this world, it seems that only a fat man can do it if he thinks that other people's troops are too stubborn and flies over to attack the commander. This guy, at his core, is not a general at all, and he is unreasonable about special forces sneaking around. There is no one in the world who is more familiar with him than him.

The battle is at a stalemate and I am attacked from both sides. I have a headache and I have no choice. Since I am so angry and angry, don't blame me for attacking your vitals! This is the same as if you can't win in a fight, you can act like a monkey and pinch your balls. Whether it works or not, you have to squeeze them out first.

If this kind of war logic were placed elsewhere, it would be a joke. No matter which country, the modern military system first ensures that the army's command system will not collapse due to the death of someone! When the marshal dies, there are generals, and when all the generals die, there are still lieutenant generals.

Kill who. The planet is still spinning, and we have to fight what needs to be fought. The worst thing we can do is delay it for a while.

"Is it useful?" Gasl murmured.

After a while of silence. Stewart clenched his fists loudly and said solemnly: "It works!"

After hearing what Stewart said, everyone looked at each other and thought about it seriously. They felt that given Mozic's current situation, if Fatty really killed Stephen, he would have been struggling to survive the strong attack of the expeditionary force. The Stephen Group, which has many internal problems, may really gradually collapse!

The main reason for this is that without the banner of Stephen, no matter how powerful the Howard family is, the princes may not be willing to continue to give them the only force they have. After all, family force is the guarantee of family interests. No one is a fool, and everyone will leave a way out for themselves!

Besides, once Stephen dies, even if the ambush is won, what will happen? The Howard family may be able to make some deals with Reinhardt based on their strength. These families who have become cannon fodder may not even have room to speak.

Fatty's random stick move may seem childish, but after careful consideration, it actually captures the key point of the entire battle. No matter what the battle situation is, kill the leader first and then look at it. This is Fatty's typical unreasonable and messy gangster style. .

The most important thing is that the 19th Division and the Freedom Front do not have to stand in front of Desik's elite armored division and suffer unnecessary sacrifices.

While everyone was moved by the fact that Fatty went deep behind enemy lines to assassinate Stephen alone, everyone couldn't help but feel a little worried. No matter how powerful the special forces unit is, it can't survive without extremely precise plans in advance, without close cooperation between intelligence and combat units, and without considerable luck and sacrifice. It is also extremely difficult to complete such a task.

As for Fatty, he went in alone in a fighter plane.

Nia was angry and worried at the same time. She glared at Bonnie fiercely, bit her lip, stamped her feet and said, "This fool!"

Just as they were thinking about it, in front of the central information desk, a report from a military staff officer interrupted the regimental commanders' thoughts: "The First Flying Squadron has approached the airdrop site."

With a roar, all the group leaders gathered around.

Dozens of virtual screens on the central information station are showing images of Skynet satellites tracking fighter formations from all angles. Stephen, should be at the Clijsters Army Base, 300 kilometers east of Gatso, on the 24th. A [Seren] fighter plane has approached the air interception range of the enemy.

The Stephen Group's air interception limited the penetration depth of the fighter planes. At this moment, the ground has become a huge meat grinder battlefield. The expeditionary force made detours on the periphery, expanding the battlefield to a hundred kilometers away. Fatty wanted to The only way to reach Christels Base is to pass through the Gacuo War Zone, follow the mountainous valley on the left side of Resource Highway No. 6, and run for more than 200 kilometers!

While everyone was gathered around the central information desk, the fighter squadron was facing a wave of anti-aircraft missile blockade. From the perspective of the Skynet satellite, these anti-air missiles flying from the missile base deep behind Gacuo have rushed out of the ground, just like waves of flying fish suddenly emerging from the sea. , pounced towards the fighter squadron.

Then, everyone heard a voice that was so familiar that it was beyond familiar.

"Missile! Missile!" The fat man screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Don't worry, General." The pilot comforted with a smile.

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"Missile! Missile!" The fat man was horrified.

"I know!" the pilot said angrily.

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"Missile! Missile!" The fat man was still shouting.

"Shut up!" The pilot went crazy and roared, regardless of his rank.

The fighter plane rolled, and the nose of the plane was suddenly pulled upward. As the fighter plane's engine screamed, Fatty closed his mouth in frustration, and watched in horror as the missiles on the radar got closer and closer.

The entire fighter formation did not disperse until the missile entered the locking area. After launching their own missiles to induce interception, the twenty-four [Seirens] gathered together quickly divided into twelve two-plane formations, flying in all directions like a blooming morning glory.

Changsi's rich experience in dealing with missile interceptions prevented these pilots from panicking. All their actions were quick and accurate, and their timing was perfect.

The missile that had just locked on the target was blocked by the oncoming induced interceptor missile at high speed and had no time to change its direction. A few seconds later, a series of thunderous explosions sounded in the sky, and only a few survived the missile breakthrough. Induced blockade, however, they have already lost trace of their fighters. It could only spin a few times in the air, and finally detonated automatically after losing power.

"Missile! Missile!" Fatty shouted again.

"Where?" The pilot suddenly became nervous. There was no response on the radar, and there was no one within his line of sight. This situation is what every pilot fears the most.

"Is there no more?" The fat man looked around and asked curiously.

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The fighter plane flew past the roar of artillery fire and began to lower its altitude. On the radar, light spots representing the second and third waves of missiles flashed. Approaching quickly.

"We've arrived." The pilot gritted his teeth and pulled down the ejection valve of the rear seat. The fat man was ejected like a missile. In the fat man's shrill cry, the fighter plane rose gracefully like a falcon.

"Missiles, missiles!" the pilot muttered.

"***!" The fat man in free fall was in a hurry, and finally pressed the start button of the airborne machine at an altitude of less than 200 meters. With a muffled sound, three octopus tentacle-like robotic arms ejected from the backpack. Come out and quickly fall to the ground.

When the fat man fell less than thirty meters from the ground, with three soft sounds of "snatching, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing, seizing and securing" --the claws on the top of the robotic arm had sunk into the soil, and the flexible mechanical walls began to bend one by one. The extremely precise and rapid movements counteracted the gravity of the fat man's fall.

"Ouch!" After a scream, several people gathered in front of the central information desk and watched the fat man land and covered their eyes in unison.

A horizontal branch stretched between the three robotic arms. Although the fat man who had not yet opened the protective air bag fell slowly, it was not something his dick could bear. With a click, the screen appeared, The fat man, who had broken off a branch, knelt on the ground with bulging eyes, curled up in a ball and howled.

"Fat man! Are you okay?" Nia was so anxious that she almost cried, grabbed the phone and asked.

"This is Skynet surveillance, he can't hear it." Bonnie bit her lip and looked at the wailing fat man, with a strange expression on her face. She didn't know whether it was worry or amusement.

After a long time, the fat man finally regained his breath, took off his backpack with difficulty, and sat on the ground with his legs crossed and his stomach covered to recover.

The "second brother" bitch obviously didn't know that the little brat pointed most of the Skynet satellites at him. He was stunned for a long time, lowered his head and opened his crotch, took out his dick, and looked left and right: " Are you okay?"

"Bah!" This scene on the virtual screen made Bonnie blush, and she spat and turned away. Nia covered her eyes and stamped her feet: "Damn fat man, you are going to die!"

The several regiment leaders who looked at each other were blushing and couldn't bear it anymore. They staggered around laughing, shouting at the sky and the earth, sobbing and wiping away tears. I really didn't know what was going on in this master's mind.

The fat man on the screen looked left and right, then rubbed his dick distressedly and carefully stuffed it back into his crotch. He stood up, used the combat aid on his arm to determine the direction, and started running towards the Christels base.

The next Skynet image made everyone unable to believe their eyes. Everyone who had been laughing in front of the central information desk fell silent, with their mouths wide open, dumbfounded.

On the virtual screen, the fat man quickly crossed a piece of grass and slid down a small slope with his hands and feet close to the ground. Then, with a flick of his legs, he jumped across a stream like a vigorous elk. After a few steps, he ran up a nearly vertical cliff.

The cliff was steep, but the fat man turned a blind eye. He switched his legs, and every time he flexed or stretched, his body suddenly jumped up. He was walking on flat ground on the vertical cliff. Near the top of the cliff, he reached out and grabbed a vine, but nothing happened. With all his strength, he swung up like an ape.

As soon as he reached the top of the cliff, the fat man let go of the tree vines. Amid everyone's exclamations, they saw him clinging to the edge of the cliff with one hand, rolling, his body swaying into a "one" shape, and before he landed, his feet were sideways. Stepping on a big tree, he bent his knees and then kicked off suddenly. His whole body was shot into the forest like a cannonball. He jumped several times in succession. In the blink of an eye, he was running wildly through the jungle full of low trees. hundreds of meters.

Everyone in front of the central information desk was shocked and speechless.

Is this phantom flashing around in the jungle really the fat man who looks silly and stupid? I'm afraid a leopard won't be able to run as fast as him!

Six military satellites were fixed on the same target and tracked alternately. For a whole hour, everyone stared stupidly at the fat man running tirelessly on the virtual screen. From the beginning to the end, his speed never slowed down! This is beyond everyone's understanding.

Fatty is a very powerful special forces soldier, but special forces soldiers are also human beings! Who could do it by racing through the mountains and forests at such an almost thrilling speed for an entire hour? Moreover, everyone present knew that this was not just a simple run. He had also fully utilized the stealth skills of the special forces. He suddenly changed direction again and again, disappeared and sneaked again and again, and moved around again and again. If it was not locked in advance, If every two satellites were not tracked as a group from all angles, everyone almost lost him several times!

This guy is simply a fat fox wearing a four-color camouflage combat uniform!

"Boom!" An explosion came in the distance, waking up everyone in front of the central information desk. Everyone understood that this was the exchange of fire between Desik's vanguard troops and the suburban infantry defense line. Immediately, the roars of countless self-propelled artillery and the screams of missile launches were heard, and the entire command mecha began to vibrate slightly.

Several regiment leaders walked out. They had already retreated to the outskirts of Plisk, and they still needed to be commanded. Before they reached the mecha cabin door, several people turned back to Bonnie and said: "In a moment, bring Skynet to the door." Pass the synchronization code to us and let's see how long our teacher can run!"

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