Counterfeit Hero

Fenghuang Mountain Military Airport southeast of Phoenix City.

With the 35-degree tilt of the ejection channel, the automatic door of the lower ejection channel opened amidst the sound of the emergency dispatch signal still lingering in the airport tower. The Zhengshi Chakna [Fighting Dog] type land-based fighter jets shot out of the sky like an arrow from a string and shot straight into the sky. On the long runway of the airport, heavy long-range bombers also taxied to take off one after another. Flying roaring into the blue sky.

"The fighter cluster escort formation is completed." Colonel Pan Fei, the lead pilot, glanced at the coordination system, gave a thumbs up to the tower command room on the communication screen, switched the communication channel, and said loudly: "The rear cluster has arrived, follow me, Let’s meet up with those slow guys first.”

"Understood, sir."

The pilots' voices came from the communication channel.

Pan Fei turned the control stick, and the fighter jets roared towards the northwest. Dozens of kilometers away, a fleet of aircraft coming from major cities east of Phoenix City had already appeared in the clouds. Nearly five hundred fighter jets and more than three hundred bombers formed a huge cluster. Like a flock of migrating geese. The dense trees cover the sky and block out the sun.

The 101st Flying Group of the Chakna Land-based Air Force led by Pan Fei consists of eight fighter squadrons and six long-range bomber squadrons. Fifty-six fighters in total. Because they are stationed in Phoenix City, which is only three or four hundred kilometers away from the front line. Therefore, they were also the last group to take off.

The fighter jets led by the flying group. Like a kite, its wings swayed in the wind, slowly rising to the same height as the aircraft group, and merged into the formation. Pan Fei switched the communication channel, sent a signal to the leader of the fleet, then raised his head and looked around.

As the fighter plane flew, the clouds in the sky were pulled back like white smoke. The figures of fighter planes all around were looming, and the roar was so huge that even the canopy could not isolate it. The earth below. It appears briefly in the clouds and gaps, and is blocked again. Only the dazzling sun reflected in the lakes and ponds still remains in the retina.

The fleet flew northwest, and the attack coordinates transmitted by the radar aircraft appeared in the command and coordination system. The sounds of orders and answers came and went in the communication channel, and the signal lights turned on, revealing the huge figure of the bomber. Pull it up... A moment later, thousands of missiles shot out from under the wings of these big birds with tail lights flashing.

As the radar siren sounded when it encountered a group of enemy aircraft, half of the bomber group that had completed its mission turned to the left and half to the right. Like leaves blown away by the wind, they fell far behind and turned to return.

"It's our turn, Xiaoya and you." Pan Fei's earpiece came from the familiar voice of the ace pilot and fighter group commander Major General Li Ke with a slight Kunlun accent: "Pull out the formation, the first group Those in front should go in sequence, and those behind should not rush too hard. Let us teach them a lesson. Forefathers and ancestors bless Chakna."

"Long live Chakna..." In the communication channel, the pilots' excited voices sounded like they were attending a party full of beautiful women.

Hundreds of [Pitbull] fighter jets. In the sunshine, whistling and flying.

When Pan Fei put on his tactical helmet and activated the electronic fire control system of the goggles, he took one last look at the earth. He was surprised to find that the cyan armored force that had just arrived at Leifeng Star was like a herd of beasts, heading west with lightning speed.

Their formation was wide open and fast.

Mechas running at full speed. Like high-speed cheetahs moving in unison. The undulating ground was like a mottled carpet, retreating rapidly under their feet. The dense woods on both sides were instantly left behind them. Their speed is not much slower than that of fighter planes! In front of them, there was already thick smoke billowing and flames reaching into the sky. Endless explosions of light swept across the entire horizon. On the jungle hillside, Chakna infantrymen wearing dark green uniforms and Chakna mechas covered in scars were desperately blocking the tidal wave of attacks by the Western York armored forces.

The siren of the radar and the battle arrangement instructions of the command system were constantly screaming and shining.

The blood burned at this moment.

"Follow me!" Pan Fei pulled down his goggles. He pushed the control stick hard, held his wingman in his jaw, and faced the overwhelming group of enemy planes.

When the fighter planes crashed into a cluster of enemy planes in the sky crisscrossed by missiles and energy cannons, causing chaos and frightening birds all over the sky, he knew. The armored troops below also roared and crashed into the enemy in the flying dust.

At this moment, they are fighting side by side! "kill!"

A roar echoed through the sky. Like thunder exploding.

During the fierce battle, the Chakna soldiers suddenly found countless cyan mechas rushing past them like lightning. These steel behemoths. Roaring, there were sharp air-piercing roars in the air, leaping over the position, and pounced towards the strangled mecha battle group at the front of the position.

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"The specialized army is a bandit army!"

Cheers suddenly broke out, and the hearts of the Chakna soldiers, who had already been exhausted, seemed to be filled with something all of a sudden. A surge of blood surged to the top of his head, and he couldn't help but jump up and yell wildly.

On the left side of the position, a blue mecha troop rushed out from the mountain col and rushed into a group of dozens of Jiepen mechas that were accelerating their charge. On the right side of the position, another cyan mecha troop rushed directly down the hillside and swept forward. In an instant, more than a hundred Suss ninth-generation mechas besieging the Chakna mecha were swamped.

There are also the left side of the left side of the position, the right side of the right side..." Viewed from a height, on the twenty-kilometer-wide front, there are cyan figures flashing everywhere on these high-speed armored clusters. There is no stagnation. , without even saying hello to the soldiers on the front line. They just moved up the hillsides and paths at the back, "moving forward in separate directions, past the resting and breathing troops in the rear, past the positions where artillery fire was raging on the hilltops of the front line," past the desperate fighting The Chakna mecha was like a flood gushing out of hundreds of enemy gates on a giant dam. It roared into the enemy's armored cluster with unstoppable majestic momentum.

Fight! ! ! "Boom!" There was a violent explosion, with the initial scream of the explosion spreading to all directions.

Immediately, "Countless energy cannons or green mechas fired collectively, resounding throughout the mountainous area.

On the battlefield with a radius of three hundred kilometers below Banyun Ridge, woods, mud, grassy slopes..." "Everywhere, the same violent sound sounded. A small stream crossing the battlefield was like a long snake that had been mangled with blood by a machine gun. Countless pebbles and splashes were thrown into the sky and splashed around. The criss-crossing armored clusters in West York were like being bitten by a group of piranhas, causing chaos for a moment. .

"Marazi, look!" A Corporal Chakna, whose face was covered with mud, grabbed his companion beside him and pointed excitedly to a hilltop on the opposite side.

His companion Malachi was shaken by him, with only a pair of big white eyes and a set of white teeth remaining on his face covered in black smoke. He grinned and swayed, looking intently at the countless flying and fighting fighter planes above his head. Only when the corporal was about to go crazy, he followed the sky and parachuted one of them, which was hit and fell into the distance with black smoke. Fighter, look in the direction of the Corporal's finger.

On the hillside, more than one Su and Si [-Madman] mecha emerged from the woods. These mechas rushed in at high speed, and the dirt and turf were shoveled by the anti-skid teeth of the mecha's steel mechanical legs. Several big trees fell to the ground under their rampage.

Malachi's eyes were fixed in the middle, and all around his widened eyes were the whites of his eyes. He saw, amid the flying dust, at the foot of the hillside, two cyan mechas, like arrows from the bow, heading towards the Suss mecha.

Sousse's [Madman] mecha is an infantryman's nightmare. This kind of machine, which follows Seuss's arms design and industrial manufacturing, is always tough, simple, without beauty and decoration, and has powerful destructive power. Its two Pali Jin high-density energy cannons can fire six hundred 110mm caliber energy cannons per minute, and its four energy cannons with a slightly smaller diameter can fire at a rate of up to six thousand per minute. hair.

The designer of this kind of mecha is basically a fanatical believer in firepower. He turned this individual mecha into a mobile firepower fortress. Even compared to most medium-sized mechas, the firepower of [Madman] is not inferior. What's more important is that this crazy designer did not reduce the most fundamental melee characteristics of the ninth generation mecha. The madman's melee combat showed no sign of weakness even when faced with Fei Yang's Heavenly Punishment, the pinnacle of the ninth generation.

At a distance of two to three hundred meters. Facing fifteen or sixteen [Madman] mechas, those two weird-looking blue fat man mechas were simply doomed. Moreover, they still attack from bottom to top. It only takes a little time for them to be swept into a sieve by the opponent's artillery fire and turned into burning scrap metal! ! ! Su Jin's mecha opened fire. Violent artillery fire. This confirmed Malachy's guess. That firepower could no longer be called firepower. It was a flashing wind carrying scorching flames. In just the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the two cyan mechas.

There was a roar of gunfire on the position, and the soldiers used their meager firepower to fire desperately towards the opposite hillside.

Malachi grabbed a portable missile launcher and pressed the button before he could put down the stand. The huge recoil of the smoke-belching armor-piercing missile knocked the tall man, who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed 200, with a long face, to the ground.

As he fell, Malachi saw. The missile traced a winding trajectory in the air and plunged into the hillside where the Suss mecha group was located. With a violent explosion, he was surprised to find that two cyan sounds rushed up the hillside in the flash.

boom! A Taosujin mecha turned into a burning ball of fire. Immediately afterwards, another Sussian mecha lost its legs and rolled down the hillside.

Before Malachi could even blink, he saw the third and fourth Sussian mechas being torn apart in the explosion. In this tragic scene, two cyan figures looked like two gods of death, waving scythes.

The Su Jin mechas that were approached by them were all killed with one blow without exception.

The artillery fire on the position had already stopped. The soldiers stood in the trenches, gaping at the hillside in front of the position. Watching the two cyan mechas moving through the Suss mechas at an astonishing speed, looking at the cannonballs of the Sus and Jin mechas. Plowing after them. Watching them use their incredible movements and attack movements to dismember each Sussian mecha.

Those movements were not true to the standard for mecha control, nor were they the slow and steady movements of mecha warriors that everyone often saw, with some pauses.