Counterfeit Hero

In the silent outer space of Buick's blue planet, countless battleships are like silent fish schools in the deep sea, gliding across the colorful starry sky. If it weren't for the blazing cannons that shot up like fireworks, no one would believe that this was a battlefield where life was harvested crazily.

Being in such a battlefield, all you can feel is endless shock.

The battleships that covered the sky and the sun continued to pass overhead, by the side, and under the feet. On the huge bodies of these giant steel sharks, the ferocious main guns and rapidly rotating secondary guns flickered on and off at different speeds, spraying streams of death in all directions.

The flying and circling space fighters are like endless waves of locusts. They take off in groups from their own camp and pounce on the enemy. Weave through the enemy swarms with dizzying flight trajectories. Attack the target again and again. Until the target disintegrates, breaks, and rolls away in all directions, turning into pieces of debris, large or small.

In this starry sky, wherever the light shines brighter, the battle becomes more intense. In the flickering of energy cannons and energy shields, the flickering and appearing of high-speed fighter planes and the numerous scars on the battleships swimming in the starry sky combined to form cruel scenes.

Under the light of the energy shields of some battleships, dense maintenance robots crawled like bees on the damaged parts, busy trying to repair armor or other damaged equipment. Although, they know that such repairs are mostly useless...

This space battle involving the entire Petite Pyrenees has been going on for nearly six hours. Both sides put their last efforts into it. No matter how tragic it is, no matter how great the loss, we can only hold on.

Neither Hall nor Fisichella. He all adopted the same strategy! Concentrate superior forces to attack the opponent's weakest position. Use points to lead the way, and use breakthroughs to form advantages. Use your advantage to form a winning momentum, and use your winning momentum to cover up the overall situation.

Now, they are also supporting. Also devouring. The focus of the battle was on the First Mixed Fleet of the Expeditionary Force and the Sixth and Seventh Mixed Fleets of Desik, who were each under siege by the enemy. Who could not hold on first? Who would face a complete rout.

A Feiyang space fighter flew past a Dethik battleship, swaying left and right amid dense energy cannon fire with lightness and agility. The last one rolled, rolling into the belly of the battleship, breaking away from the tracking fire of the rotating turret.

This battleship is already the outermost one among this group of Dethik battleships.

On the Feiyang fighter's X-shaped tail, the five ion engine nozzles suddenly lit up with blue light, and the streamlined body drew a spiral trajectory in space. The lightning shot quickly into the formation of Feiyang's first mixed fleet. A beautiful circling turn, like fallen leaves in the wind. Floated into the recovery hatch of the space carrier "Poseidon".

In the command room on the bridge of the Poseidon aircraft carrier. Fisichella sat calmly on the command seat, calmly watching the real-time battle report scrolling on the center console screen. Although under siege by four enemy fleets. Nearly one-fifth of the battleships have been lost. However, the defensive formation of the expeditionary force's first fleet was still tight.

At the beginning of the war, the steel fleet built by the Feiyang Republic's powerful technological, economic and military strength made only one advance. It completely broke through the frontal blockade of Desik's Twelfth Fleet. Out of the attack range of Desik's three vital fleets that jumped out from behind.

Fisichella was very satisfied, it was a decisive breakthrough. It is also an uncompromising victory. Although, such a victory resulted in the loss of several giant transport ships. Those transport ships. It was originally a bait for sacrifice.

Fisichella believed that if the three Desik fleets had not quickly launched an outflank attack when the situation was bad, the Twelfth Fleet would have collapsed in a single confrontation.

This is the first large-scale head-on battle between the Feyon Republic and the Desik Empire in hundreds of years. Although Hall used all the power he could use, even though Dersik unexpectedly risked his life and launched a leap that shocked the entire expeditionary force. However, Desik still underestimated the military strength of the Feiyang Republic.

It is different from the Desik Empire, which has been under dictatorship for hundreds of years, sitting in a well and observing the sky in the southeast corner, ruling the roost among a group of small countries, and thus spawning a large group of degenerate nobles. The Feiyang Republic has never stopped moving forward for thousands of years. Whether it is economic or military.

This kind of strength has been accumulated over time and has penetrated into the bones of Feiyang's army. This is the confidence that the world's largest superpower has been able to conquer the world for hundreds of years!

At this moment, the First Fleet of the Expeditionary Force is using its faster ship speed and faster command and coordination system than the Dethik Empire fleet to move among the four fleets. The Feiyang battleship's advanced energy shield and armor defense system gave the First Fleet the confidence to maneuver or turn directly in the meteor shower of artillery fire again and again.

The battle has gradually entered Fisichella's rhythm.

When the enemy's four fleets converged, the first fleet used its speed to break away from the battle. When the enemy fleets were scattered and surrounded, the First Fleet did not mind fighting with them all the way. In a one-to-one situation, no one is the opponent of the Dexik fleet to the first fleet!

A blue light flashed outside the bridge, and the huge body of the "Poseidon" shook slightly. On the center console, several yellow lights came on. This is the consequence of the aircraft carrier being hit by the enemy's main gun-level energy cannon. Before the energy shield is knocked off, the minor damage represented by the yellow signal light will only take some time to recover.

Fisichella looked at the time and said calmly: "It's almost time. Turn to airspace No. 8 and execute the A325 combat plan. Cut over."

The A325 combat plan was just transmitted by the combat staff three minutes ago. From the beginning of the battle, the staff department has been constantly formulating fleet combat plans based on the battle situation. For such a real-time combat plan, in the Feiyang Space Force, the time requirement is to complete a round within five minutes!

This is Feiyang's military accumulation over hundreds of years. It is also the embodiment of the combat effectiveness of Feiyang's army.

Five minutes, from analysis to plan. Although most plans are only a few sentences long. However, this contains the entire Feiyang's military wisdom, including calm analysis and quick judgment of the battle situation. To completely execute and complete the plan in the shortest possible time requires coordination and command, which is a huge and staggeringly sophisticated system. Such a system. Feiyang has been under construction for nearly two hundred years!

Every battleship in the huge battleship cluster of the First Fleet pointed its bow in the direction designated by Fisichella almost at the same time. The three "Unicorn" class battleships on the left wing used their solid bodies to withstand the attacks of most enemy ships and helped the fleet escape the battle. The five high-speed cruisers have begun to accelerate behind the three battleships. They are the last resort. .

Just when the Desik Second Fleet launched the assault, it was infinitely close to the left wing of the Expeditionary Force's First Fleet. The First Fleet has completed its separation. The five cruisers behind them drew a semicircular trajectory in space, and fired ferociously and accurately, pinning the two leading battleships of the Second Fleet to death. Then use speed to retreat calmly.

The vanguard fleet cluster of the First Fleet cut horizontally into the left wing of the outflanking Ninth Fleet.

One by one, the mighty and majestic "Unicorn" battleships formed a cluster to protect the space aircraft carrier. Passed by the Dethik Ninth Fleet. The two sides were fighting and shooting at each other. The energy cannon landed on the energy shields of the ships on both sides, causing dense ripples like rain hitting a pond.

The firepower of Desik's Ninth Fleet is at a clear disadvantage. Without the control of the Second Fleet, the Ninth Fleet did not dare to change its course. In this interlacing, who is in trouble? Who will suffer the most fatal blow. They could only endure it, maintain their course, and fight back as much as possible with sparse artillery fire.

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"General." The Army Coordinator, who rarely appeared in the command room, appeared in front of Fisichella. His appearance gave Fisichella a very bad premonition.

The Army Coordinator said: "The newly formed 19th Division and the Freedom Front in the Mozic Theater Area have released Plisk. At present, Plisk has been fully occupied by the Desik Armored Division, and they are advancing eastward along the highway. ."

"Let go of Plisik?" Fisichella's voice was like ice: "Who gave the order?"

"Commander of the 19th Armored Division. Lelei Federation Major General Tian Xingjian." The Army Coordinator obviously did not understand the person in question. He turned over the information in his hand and read.

"We use our lives to help the LeRay Federation in the southeast..." Fisichella suddenly slapped his hand on the armrest of the command seat. Furious: "He stabbed us in the back! Who gave him the right!"

"..." The Army Coordinator lowered his head silently and thought to himself, when the fleet retreated from Mozic, didn't you tell others. This sentence can only be hidden in my heart, and I can't say it out. Fisichella is the commander-in-chief of the Allied forces in the Little Pyrenees. He needs to make sacrifices. Then, any behavior without making sacrifices is betrayal!

"General." The Army Coordinator hesitated. Finally, I was sure that I needed to state a fact for the hapless Major General LeRae division commander: "The 19th Division and the Freedom Front had previously defeated Reinhardt's four armored divisions attacking the Western Front, and defeated Reinhardt. The group expels the long-term post. I’m afraid there are forced reasons for letting Plisk go.”

"Huh, why?" Fisichella didn't seem to realize what it meant to defeat the Rhine Group and was completely unmoved. He looked at the coordinator coldly: "Soldiers, you are executing orders, not difficulties! If he gives in like this, I have to make a choice when the battle situation is still undecided! Either we all retreat and give up the Little Pyrenees, or In a desperate move, the Army lands in Mozic ahead of schedule!"

"What if..." Fisichella's sharp eyes made the coordinator tingle: "I am forced to abandon the Petite Pyrenees, or the fleet suffers a defeat and loses eighteen elite armored divisions. Who will take responsibility for this? Take responsibility. Is it him, or me?”

The Army coordinator remained silent. Fisichella's tone was questioning, and he already had the intention of expressing his anger. He didn't want to get into trouble at this time.

In fact, everyone knew that Fisichella had already made up his mind to sacrifice part of the Fejan Army and all the Mozic Allied resistance forces. In his military thinking, it is a military rule to exchange partial sacrifice for overall victory! There is no psychological burden at all in sacrificing a makeshift Leray Armored Division and the under-armed Freedom Front.

But now, the Lele people actually let go of Plisk! Taking the question back to the headquarters was absolutely unforgivable for Fisichella, who had always been strict. His own troops were threatened, but the belly troops who were originally planned to be sacrificed were peaceful and happy on the sidelines. This is simply a travesty!

The coordinator remained silent. Knowing Fisichella well, he could fully predict what choice the general who wanted to achieve unparalleled military exploits in the Petit Pyrenees would make.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Fisichella tapped the handrail with his finger and said: "Order...the newly formed 19th Division and the Freedom Front will do their best to block the eastward advance of the Desik troops. The Second Transport Fleet...implemented Moz Qi Landing! Tell Douglas he should speed up."

The coordinator saluted and left quickly. Although Fisichella's tone seemed unusually calm when he issued the order, he knew that everything had already been buried and watered in Fisichella's heart. The Major General Tian who gave way to Plisk was afraid that he would not get any good results.

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"Bah, bah." The fat man who was urinating spit out the jujubes he picked from the roadside. His fat face twisted into a strange shape: "***, I'm so sour."

After shaking his dick and stuffing it back into his crotch, the fat man spat a few times with a frown on his face and lay down with a grin on his face.

Here, in the eastern mountainous area of ​​Gacuo, under the cliff, there is a huge base with bright light.

Clijsters Army Base, Stephen's home base - Unicorn. .