Counterfeit Hero

"Get out of the way!" The "Hunter" driven by Torik pushed away a "Sky Punishment" lying in front of him. Beside him, the soldiers from the Sharp Saber Battalion pulled the Feiyang mecha aside with the same arrogance.

These soldiers of the special reconnaissance battalion, who had followed Tian Xingjian through life and death in Milok, were already red-eyed at this moment. Two hundred "Hunters" were full of murderous intent. There is a tendency to kill immediately if there is any disagreement.

No matter who wants to stop the Sharp Knife Battalion from rescuing their division commander, they must first withstand their fire. These bastards never care about the enemy or our friendly forces. To use the words that Fatty usually teaches, they will kill them if they can't reach an agreement! Who has so much time and effort?

Of course, running away if you can't win is also part of the teaching.

The Feiyang mecha was not angry at all and almost ran out of the way. From the moment they received the order, they felt that what they did this time was a bit unfair. It's okay for six armored divisions to be used as cannon fodder in Mozic, but now they are preventing others from saving their own commander. Only a fool is taking the blame for giving birth to a child without an asshole!

Now that my subordinates are here, in order to prevent conflicts, why don't I just get out of the way? At worst, it's a failure to perform the task well. You won’t bite me off because of this!

The sharp knife battalion fought almost unimpeded all the way to the hotel entrance. When Douglas came up to him, the little Major Lelei Torik looked at Major General Fei Yang and said: "Do you want me to step over you?" The ferocious voice contained a fierce killing aura. . It was as if what stood in front of him was a different enemy, not an allied major general with a much higher military rank than himself.

The Gacharin soldiers nearby, who were already extremely dissatisfied with what the Feiyang people had done, all turned their heads away. They understand that these Lelei people are talking about the earth for their commander. That can really be done.

Whenever Major General Na Feiyang dared to say half a word "yes" from his mouth, the mecha's big foot would step on him without hesitation in the next second. Not only was Major Nalerei stepping on it, there were more than two hundred mechas behind him. They will follow without hesitation.

Soldier Gacharin did not want to use his testimony to accuse Fatty's subordinates when the responsibility was finally investigated. In fact, that's exactly what the Lere people wanted to do. Most of the future masters of Gacharin's new regime standing here are low-class people!

Moreover, for many of the freedom front fighters, the fat man was also their leader. is their idol.

"I'll go in with you." Douglas' words surprised everyone. He took an automatic assault rifle from the guard beside him. He smiled slightly and said, "In my own name."

"Okay!" Torik drove the mecha and rushed towards the hotel lobby quickly: "When we rescue our division commander, I will apologize to you! If anything happens to the division commander, we will settle the score!"

Douglas smiled bitterly. Turn around and start walking. Suddenly I felt a gust of wind blowing. Dozens of Gacharin soldiers and a few Feiyang soldiers were already shouting and rushing in following the Lelei mecha.

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The suspended elevator rose quietly. In the elevator, three Howard family soldiers watched the changing numbers on the display screen quietly. His face was expressionless, and there were still blood stains on his body from the hotel security guard.

in a narrow space. The atmosphere was somewhat depressing and bloody.

I originally thought that for more than thirty elite family warriors to assassinate an unsuspecting fat man, all they needed was an energy pistol that could be easily concealed and carried and a few minutes. No one thought that after a series of accidents, the situation would evolve into this.

In the communicator, Rhett was still furiously urging for reinforcements.

The three soldiers frowned. They didn't understand why eight people went up before them. They didn't even take down the two Lelei soldiers who were holding "Clement" and sweeping the ground wildly. Even if the "Ivanov" in his hand has little firepower, it will still kill someone if it hits a vital point!

"Ding!" The suspended elevator slowed down and stopped. The three family soldiers tightened their guns and pointed them at the elevator door.

The elevator door opened, and the corridor facing it was empty. Only in the corridor of Area A at the other end of the corridor, intensive gunfire came.

The three of them relaxed, lowered their guns slightly, walked out of the elevator, and walked towards the opposite side of the corridor.

The corridor was in a mess, the door to every guest room was open, and some luggage, items, shoes and hats were scattered messily on the carpet. It must have been left behind when the guests fled in panic.

At the beginning, every time they passed an open guest room door, the three soldiers had to conduct vigilance and cooperation during the march according to tactical requirements. Usually, the first person gradually compresses the safety corner in the door. When it reaches a certain angle, the second person steps out and blocks the door. Then the third person passes quickly, followed by the first person who compresses the safety corner, and finally , with the person blocking the door facing behind and marching backwards. .

The stairwell in Area A was getting closer and closer, the sound of gunshots and Rhett's roar became louder and louder, and the three soldiers' vigilance relaxed as they passed through the door like wheels. After all, the entire hotel is still under the control of one's own people. And before them, two teams of companions had passed through the same place. Being so close to Zone A, if there were enemies, there was no way Rhett and the others wouldn't notice them.

The three soldiers sped up, almost jogging towards the corridor. The closer they got to the corridor in Area A, the more their attention was distracted by the fierce gunfire in the stairwell.

The open guest room doors passed by them silently. There are still two doors away from the stairs in Area A. Looking at them diagonally, the doors of these two guest rooms are empty. Except for a little clutter at the door, there are no problems.

The three warriors quickened their pace. At this moment, suddenly, a fat figure appeared in the penultimate door like a ghost, and in just a flash, he was in front of them.

The soldier running at the front was caught off guard and was scratched in the face by the man's hand. There was a muffled "boom" sound, and the back of the soldier's head was hit hard against the window frame on the other side of the corridor, as if he had been hit by a hammer. Like a tomato, it was smashed to pieces in an instant.

The soldiers following behind had no time to react. In the flash of lightning, the figure had already flashed in front of the second soldier. There was a "chi" sound, and a toothbrush was inserted into the soldier's eye. An extremely shrill howl suddenly sounded, and the toothbrush tilted upwards and disappeared into his head.

"It's him!" The third soldier saw clearly the appearance of the sneak attacker. Surprisingly, he was the target of this operation, the fat man who assassinated Stephen and trampled the Grand Duke to death!

The soldier instinctively raised his gun, but. He had no chance to fire. The moment he raised his gun, a leg flying like a battle ax had already arrived in front of him.

"Crack!" There was a sound, like being hit by a sweeping iron rod. The gunman of this family warrior turned into a strange shape like firewood that had been stepped on, and was kicked to pieces. Before he could feel the pain, the fat man turned around like a whirlwind, and the other leg swept across his head seemingly casually.

After the same chilling muffled sound, the soldier looked like a broken sack. He fell straight to the ground. His neck was broken by this kick. His head drooped softly and his eyes were wide open.

This last warrior is a peripheral disciple of a fighting family in Gacharin. He has met many masters and has been selected as one of the elite due to his fighting skills that can defeat the enemy with one move. However, he has never seen such terrifying fighting skills. In front of this fat man with a simple and honest face, he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Damn fat man! Bang! Damn fat man! Bang!..." A burst of gunfire was accompanied by a woman's aggrieved and gritted teeth voice.

In the soldier's gradually dilated pupils, the penultimate item in the guest room was reflected. The corpses of eight companions and the figure of the fat man beside him. In the woman's cry, the fat man's figure trembled violently and ran towards the stairwell.

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When Douglas walked through the hotel door. The intensive gunfire suddenly stopped.

The LeLei warriors who stepped out of the mecha quickly divided into several small teams and poured into the corridors, corridors and every room. Douglas and several Feyon warriors followed the Leray people and moved forward cautiously.

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The whole hotel was quiet and there was no movement at all.

No one knows where Fatty is or what he is doing now. Where are the enemies ambush, and how many are there. The soldiers could only advance layer by layer.

The further they walked, the more shocked Douglas and the soldiers who entered the hotel became. Everywhere in the hotel there were corpses. There were guests, security guards, and unidentified soldiers who could clearly see the clues from their physiques.

In the restaurant on the second floor, a soldier had his neck broken. In the kitchen, another soldier fell on the chopping board with a sharp knife stuck in his chest. In the corridor, two soldiers curled up and fell to the ground. Judging from the blood foam at the corners of their mouths and the footprints on their hearts, they were kicked to death with their feet.

On the third, fourth, and fifth floors, as the team searched faster and faster, corpses holding "Ivanov" were discovered. Except for the eleven corpses lying on the corridors on the fourth, seventh, and eighth floors of Area A and the five corpses in the hall, which were accidentally shot to death with guns, everyone else was killed without exception, with bare hands. ! .

With ferocious techniques and fatal blows, these warriors with different clothes but the same strong physiques had no room to fight back. Especially on the ninth floor, outside a room, there were three warriors who were killed by different methods, and inside the room, there were eight corpses of the same warriors piled up.

These people apparently moved into the room after being killed.

Everyone dares to the point of being horrified. It was as if there was an unknown demon in this hotel who could easily kill these battle-hardened warriors in an instant. No one in a group of three or four can escape the vicious hands of this demon.

It was just a fight, but the energy guns in the hands of those soldiers didn't even move. The demon obviously thought that there was no need to use a pistol to massacre these soldiers.

His hands, his legs, his toothbrush, the walls, everything is his weapon. There was a guy in a suit who was strangled to death by his own tie, and there was another guy who had a fighting thorn in his hand stabbed into his chin.

After being shocked all the way, Douglas finally reached the corner of the stairs on the tenth floor.

The stairs to the eleventh floor were blocked by a group of Lelei soldiers who looked embarrassed. This group of guys who had red eyes just now were huddled together, looking upstairs.

"Damn fat man, tell me!" an angry and pleasant voice was questioning: "There has been no news for so long, you heartless one! You are sophistry..."

Everyone was snickering. Douglas squeezed in confused and took a look. He saw the fat man who always stunk in front of him was standing in front of a beautiful girl with a sullen expression on his face, nodding and bowing: "I was wrong!"

"Is there any use in admitting your mistake?" The girl felt aggrieved, tears welling up in her eyes: "If you don't come back and there's no news, I won't say anything. People came to you, and someone shot me..."

"I was wrong!"

"You must have colluded with him!" The girl reached out and pinched the fat man's face.

The fat man didn't dodge, but instead bent down and put his face close to her with a mean smile: "Pinch, pinch, just squeeze it to your heart's content."

"Are you guilty? If I die, you can find someone new, right?" The girl picked up both sides of the fat man's face with her delicate white hands and pulled him back and forth.

"Booth...Booth..." The fat man grinned on his deformed face: "The goose is so sweet..."

"***!" Fully half of the soldiers, including Douglas, spat in disdain. The man's face was completely disgraced by this fat man who had been stabbed a thousand times!

The men's contempt was heard by the two of them. The girl looked back, her face flushed, and she quickly let go of the fat man's face, stamped her feet, and ducked into the corridor on the eleventh floor. A few seconds later, there was a sound of a door closing.

"Ah!" Immediately, a miserable howl sounded.

Everyone rushed upstairs, only to see the fat man kicking and stomping on a man whose hands were tied up, cursing and saying: "You're going to cause me trouble! You're going to cause me trouble! I'm tired of living. How dare you mess with that aunt just to trample your dad to death?!"

Under the stunned gaze of a group of people, the fat man became more and more aggrieved as he spoke: "You are unreasonable!"

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