Counterfeit Hero

When the battle at Sunset Mountain was heating up, on the east bank of the Turon River, the armored forces of the Delphi League under the leadership of Fatty were also advancing rapidly toward the northeast.

Viewed from the air, three of the armored forces divided into four lines looked like three long dragons stretching for more than ten kilometers, advancing side by side among the winding valleys and undulating mountains. On the other hand, they turned around and headed east, bypassing the valley 40 kilometers away, and detouring northwest along a creek.

At the same time, on the side of the Sherlocks Mountains extending toward the confluence of the Tulon River and the Xiushui River, the four armored divisions of the 21st Suss Army were also approaching the Four-Nine Peaks rapidly.

The rugged mountain roads and towering mountains make these fast-running mechas look like herds of migrating elk.

They flowed in the valleys, ran on the ridges, jumped from rock to rock, and splashed in the streams. The distance between the two warring parties is shortening rapidly!

The battle has progressed to this point, and the situation could not be clearer. Both sides understood the other's intentions, and what they could do was to rush forward against the clock, trying to seize strategic locations before the enemy arrived and seize the initiative in the battle.

Although there was no artillery fire, no gunpowder smoke, and no fierce fighting. However, this kind of silent confrontation like two swordsmen moving at high speed in the middle of nowhere, seizing a favorable situation in order to launch a fatal blow, is more thrilling than a head-on confrontation with rumbling artillery fire.

Chen Fengxi bit her pipe and paced back and forth in the combat discussion room. He frowned tightly, seemingly unaware that his pipe had already been extinguished.

Beside him, Pierre and other senior officers of Resker's Front were smoking cigarettes vigorously, staring nervously at Skynet's real-time battle report, or wandering back and forth like trapped animals. Everyone's sunlight touches each other from time to time, and then moves away quickly.

Even the bandit officers, who had always seemed very calm, looked a lot more nervous at this time.

Margaret, who had just finished commanding the counterattacks in Jingfeng Valley and Binlin Mountain, stood in front of the window and looked out the window, wondering what she was thinking.

Blatter, Fei Owen and other generals gathered in front of the electronic sand table, deducing and anxiously waiting for the battle report. As long as there was any movement from An Leishi in front of the Skynet information desk, several people would raise their heads and ears and hold their breath intently like vigilant sika deer. Everyone is suffering in waiting.

This is a kind of suffering that is full of hope, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and excitement, and makes people's heart beat faster and their breathing short. On the western front of Phoenix City, it is early spring.

In the southern theater, many soldiers have changed into thin combat uniforms. The trees in the mountains and fields are sprouting new buds, and the grassland is gradually turning green, dotted with wild flowers. The wind is no longer so cold, and the snow on the mountains has begun to melt, flowing into the gurgling creek and tinkling in the forest.

Soon, the mountain forests will become verdant, the wild grass will ripple in the wind like water waves, and the wild flowers will bloom all over the mountains and plains.

From south to north, this warm spring feeling is spreading. Even endless artillery fire cannot stop the seasonal changes of nature. From severe cold to early spring, it is just like the mood of all the officers and soldiers of the Fei League at this moment.

Dozens of hours ago, the battle situation on Leifeng Star was so grim that people dare not imagine the future. But dozens of hours later, with the arrival of the bandit army, and the jaw-dropping madness of the bandit army Lieutenant General Tian Xingjian, With the implementation of the battle plan, the battle situation suddenly became clear. Perhaps it was at this point that I became more nervous and worried about gains and losses.

"The regiment of the Twelfth Division has already gone up." Pierre walked to the dining table on one side of the room, poured a cup of coffee, stirred it gently, and said to Chen Fengxi, who was holding his pipe in a daze, "Within one hour, we will No additional troops can be sent to the front line. If more troops are sent at this time, it is likely to alert the enemy." Chen Fengxi nodded and said nothing. The key to this battle is to annihilate the main force of Bellev's Northern Cluster in the Sunset Mountain Basin.

If the front line cannot withstand the enemy's attack, or if the main force of Western York gets a whiff and retreats early before the bandit army completes its roundabout, then the uppercut thrown by the bandit army with enough energy will hit the air. What followed was the rapid erosion of the entire Phoenix City Western Expedition.

He looked up at the red sunset outside the three huge floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the conference room, and suddenly felt that everyone in this room was like gamblers at the gambling table, waiting for the night to fall and their opponents to reveal their trump cards.

But before that, it was an endless battle of wits.

Whether you are asking for a card or raising a bet, you must carefully control it within the range of not alerting the snake.

This is the first bet, and perhaps the last bet.

If they win, the Philippine Alliance will have enough chips to continue betting with their opponents. If you lose, you can only leave the game cleanly.

"How is the situation in Yiyi Highland?" Chen Fengxi looked up at the busy staff in front of the central console, and then looked at the time. He had not received any news from Yiyi Highland for ten full minutes.

"It's not optimistic." Pierre whispered. The coffee in his hand was just like his mood at the moment, rolling out a brown and gray vortex: "The enemy dispatched two hundred Adjudicators. If it weren't for the bandits, they would have taken action and killed them first. With thirty vehicles, the current situation will be even more difficult.”

He looked back at the bandit generals gathered around the electronic sand table, his eyes full of respect; "The special battalion of their first division fought hard. They repelled seven attacks by the Adjudicator and killed more than a hundred vehicles. The judges, their own losses have reached 60%, and they are still fighting to the death. "Fighting to the death and not retreating. "Chen Fengxi chewed on this word, and a kind of respect slowly spread from his heart.

Perhaps before today, he had only a vague sympathy for the Leray Federation's resistance to the Patriotic War of several major empires, which he gained from military intelligence and TV news as a bystander.

But at this moment, when these warriors from Leray and their Mars companions were fighting bloody battles here, he finally understood what a heroic war it was and what a respectable country it was.

"A small country with a population of only 1.7 billion, three star regions, and more than 5 million regular troops." Pierre sighed: "In this war, it resisted the four Western Empires alone, and more than 30 million people were killed. , but can still capture Mars, survive in the cracks, and continue to resist. I don’t know, should I feel excited or scared about this." "Maybe I should feel lucky." Chen Fengxi patted Pierre's hand gently. Looking over his shoulder, Hui Zuo smiled: "I am only happy to have such an ally!" "Before, I never understood why Your Excellency Hastings valued this country and this motley army so much," Pierre said mockingly. He smiled, shook his head and said, "Now I understand.".

He looked at Chen Fengxi and said seriously: "No matter what the final result of this battle is, I think I will never allow any Feiyang person I know to look at the bandits with a discriminatory eye. Compared with them, Today's Feiyang Army is just a sheep wearing a lion's skin!" Chen Fengxi didn't say anything, she just put her hand on his shoulder and patted him hard twice.

Pierre lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. There was no sugar added to the coffee, and it had a slightly burnt bitterness that suited his mood. This is a battle of life and death.

It was he, as the chief of staff of the Leifengxing Front Army, who had brought the army to its current situation step by step. peak

Before the bandits arrived, he already knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely lose. However, he had no way, or it should be said that he had no power, to free the Philippine Alliance forces that were being pinned down by Xi Yue on the western front of Phoenix City and were gradually being consumed but unable to dismount.

He looked forward to the third Allied surge. In his opinion, that was the only chance to turn the tide of the war. Expect

Unexpectedly, what came was not the reinforcements he was expecting, but a chubby Lieutenant General Le Lei and his motley crew.

Just before he had time to get angry, the fat man came up with a battle plan that he couldn't even imagine and ended up in the current situation. Everything is like a dream.

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He finally agreed to Fatty's plan. Although in fact, he doesn't know whether his decision was right or wrong now, but Fatty, he has no regrets.

After all, in this beautiful dusk, he saw a glimmer of light.

As long as they complete the strategic detour and annihilate the main force of Bellev's Northern Cluster, the Philippine Alliance forces will be able to form a powerful advantage like Mount Tai in Sunset Mountain, and they can safely complete the transformation of Phoenix City's western front from even distribution of forces to group integration. More importantly, annihilating Belif's northern cluster will severely damage the Western-Jordan coalition forces and seize the strategic initiative.

By that time, dozens of divisions of the Philippine Alliance forces will sweep across the western front of Phoenix City with an overwhelming force, destroying all the advantages that the entire West has worked hard to establish over the past few months!

Not to mention persisting for a month, even if someone said that the front army could win the Battle of Resk without relying on reinforcements from the rear, he had no doubt! However, if Xiyang Mountain cannot live there, or if the people from Xiyue discover the danger and evacuate in advance, then everything will be over.

By then, Bellev, who had saved his main force, would have enough cards in his hand to drag the desperate Fiji Alliance forces into Sunset Mountain. As the bandit troops moved north, the troops in various theaters could only watch helplessly as the defense lines they had held for several months were easily captured by the enemy.

When Western York captures Phoenix City, no matter whether they go north or south, the Philippine Alliance forces on the western front of Phoenix City will be in a desperate situation where they cannot care about each other. One side is heaven and the other side is hell. I seemed to be walking on a thin rope between heaven and hell.

Pierre thought about it, and suddenly felt that he was not as worried about gains and losses as he thought. On the contrary, he always had an inexplicable and firm confidence in his heart.

On the Skynet screen, intelligence data scrolled rapidly, and the battle situation map also changed rapidly. Through the dazzling red masses in the combat area, it was as if one could see every inch of Sunset Mountain's positions burning in the flames of war, every inch of land soaked in blood, and hear every sound of artillery and every roar. The two sides have become jealous, and they are fighting back and forth.

As soon as Xiyo secured a section of the position, the Fiji Allied Forces launched a desperate counterattack to regain it. Before the recovered positions had time to be renovated, a flood of enemies came up again.

If other positions are hell, then the Yiyi position at this moment is the bottom of hell.

Standing at the forefront of the Eighteen Levels of Hell in the west, standing in front of all the Fei League soldiers, is the tall and straight backbone of the bandit pilots! Pierre drank the coffee in one gulp. In this war, Feiyang is not as good as Leray! Phew, a few crisp electronic sounds sounded from the center console.

Hearing this voice, Chen Fengxi, Pierre, Margaret in front of the window, and the bandit generals in front of the electronic sand table all quickly turned their heads and quickly gathered around An Lei. "Bandit army battle report." An Lei's slender fingers danced quickly on the virtual keyboard, like ten snow-white elves dancing happily.

As each file was decrypted and unfolded, countless data were imported into the Skynet system, and the battle situation map on the screen changed accordingly. The main force of the bandit army is 63 kilometers away from Sijiu Peak! The 21st Susi Army Group is only 51 kilometers away from the Forty-Nine Peak! "The staff will calculate the time immediately!" Chen Fengxi ordered hastily.

In front of a row of computers on the left side of Skynet, there was a crackling sound of keyboard tapping. "More than a dozen staff officers began to calculate at the same time. From the marching speed of both sides, terrain obstacles on the marching route, weather effects and other aspects, the arrival of the troops of both sides was calculated. Forty-nine cows’ time. One

After a while, the crackling sound of banging ended, and a shift supervisor stood up and reported: "The bandits are five minutes behind." "Five minutes?!"

A Major General Chuckner blurted out something and repeated it, and looked at each other with his companions. Both of them saw a hint of shock and worry in each other's eyes. In modern warfare, time is a very important condition.

It can be said that whether it is a real war or a simulated confrontation, the condition of time will always play a dominant role in the battle.

Some battles may last weeks or even months. However, falling behind the opponent at a certain critical period means losing a battle. Even if you are behind, it is only a few minutes!

Now, the main force of the bandits is five minutes behind the main force of Suss. What's more serious is that there is still a Suss armored regiment stationed at the 49th Peak! This regiment is likely to move forward to block the main force of the bandits. "Where is the bandit vanguard?" Margaret's cold voice sounded in the silence. Fifty-two kilometers - " Chen Fengxi and Pierre raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other in surprise. A smile appeared on the corner of Margaret's mouth: "Damn fat man! .