Counterfeit Hero

"The Xiushui River meanders through the vast mountains, like a surging jade belt.

Going up the river, when the last mountain ridge lies at your feet, the Xiushui River Town on the banks of the Xiushui River is already in sight. .

The fat man pushed the joystick. [Logic] The tattered body stands high on the top of the mountain. Five hundred devil-like [Rampage], with [Logic] guarding the front as the center, extended from both sides of the mountain top, like an eagle spreading its wings.

Thousands of Fei League soldiers, driving various mechas, walked past the foot of the mountain.

When the high-spirited warriors looked up and saw these black devils on the top of the mountain, unabashed awe showed in everyone's eyes.

They knew that this was the twelfth generation mecha newly developed by Fei Meng.

And those driving these twelfth-generation mechas are the top mecha warriors in the Fei League.

The average hand speed of other continents has reached sixty-five movements per second, and their mecha skills are superb and unpredictable.

Ordinary mechas have no chance of winning when encountering them. Even the judge of the Binart Empire is vulnerable to them!

It was under the leadership of the fat lieutenant general from the Lelei Federation that the troops miraculously broke through all the obstacles and detoured back here. With a backhand, they completely overturned the treacherous battle situation on Leifeng Star.

After breaking through the Four-Nine Peaks, the dawn is in front of us! The queues of mechas line up one after another, seemingly endless.

The rearguard troops are still more than ten kilometers away, and the forward troops have already suppressed the Xiushui River from all directions.

Looking from afar, the mountains in all directions are filled with Fei League mecha troops. Dark green, black, cyan, brown..."". Mechas of different sizes and colors were all over the mountains and fields, surging and pouring down the mountains.

In order to capture Xiushuihe Town and Qixing Town as soon as possible, the bandit army took Feiyang's 33rd Army as the main force and the two regiments of the bandit army's 2nd Armored Division as the vanguard. Eight divisions were dispatched and entered the battle.

Four of the divisions attacked Xiushuihe Town. The other four divisions detoured northwest along the Sixth Resources Highway on the west bank of the Xiushui River and the surrounding intercity highway network to attack Qixing Town.

The fastest moving forward of the 332nd Division of the 33rd Army has already detoured further north to the northeast of Qixing Town. The two Chakna Armored Divisions on the flanks have also cut off the communication routes between the two towns and the west. A huge surrounding garden suddenly formed.

A red flame rose into the sky from the distant periphery of Xiushuihe Town, and billowing black smoke shot straight into the sky. A moment later, as more shells fell to the ground, the fire spread overwhelmingly, and the huge explosion sound reached the top of the mountain, blasting everywhere in the valley.

Soup.

Fatty turned on the mecha's telescope.

On the far-sighted device, nearly 6,000 mechas of various types from the Fupu Division of the 33rd Feiyang Army formed a giant arc-shaped net composed of ten scattered attack arrows, surging towards the defense line of the West York Army.

Under the collapsed buildings of the city, beside the roads, on the defense line hastily formed based on the trench positions that were riddled with holes, countless Western mechas and soldiers were running, and officers Suss and Jiepen were shouting at the top of their lungs. yelled.

In front of the shabby defense line was a vast plain several kilometers wide. The plain roads, farmland, and houses were filled with running and charging Fei Meng mechas.

Mushroom clouds rose around them and billows of dust flew behind them. The artillery fire that blocked the sky and sun from behind passed over their heads, like meteors galloping in the sky, pouring down towards the West York position.

Facing the West York defense line where the light of explosions came one after another, the Fei League armored attack group was like an arrow that was separated from the string.

Close, close!

The attack arrow, which was composed of more than a hundred Feiyang mechas, passed through several collapsed farmhouses, crossed the dilapidated highway embankment full of bomb craters, and took the lead in rushing into the counterattack team hurriedly organized by the Sussians.

The mechas from both sides hugged each other fiercely.

The engine made a harsh roar while rotating at high speed, and the heavy fists and mechanical legs collided with each other at extremely fast speeds.

The square-shaped external armor shattered in the violent blow, the shell collapsed out of thin air, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the body. The energy shield changed colors amidst the ferocious firepower of the heavy mecha, and violent explosions occurred one after another.

One mecha fell, and another one came up. Both mechas moved forward desperately, and the whole scene was chaotic and tragic.

As the first Fiji armored force hit the Western York defense line, dozens of attack arrows from the left wing, right wing, and others hit it one after another.

Viewed from the top of the mountain, the scene looked like dozens of missiles hitting a long sea-crossing bridge one after another.

The defense line of the Westerners trembled under this intensive impact.

The Xyo mechas surged up from behind, jumped out of the trench, and filled the position in front of the position. The officers on the position were running back and forth, and the soldiers were shooting wildly.

Fatty knew that this was not a line of defense built by the Westerners.

A few hours before this, they were still on the offensive side, and they also rained endless artillery fire on the defense line that was guarded by the Chakna people at the time. They were still using skirmishing lines one by one, like waves hitting the rocks on the shore. , washing the position over and over again.

However, a few hours later, this line of defense that they once wanted to smash to pieces has become their talisman.

No one knew where the Fei League armored troops behind them came from. Anyway, this force suddenly appeared behind them and launched an attack on them.

They were about to have the entire Xiushui River in their hands, and they didn't even have time to mobilize troops from the ruined city!

They could only give up the attack on the eastern district of Xiushuihe Town and instead rely on the city's peripheral defense line, which they had completely destroyed, to resist the enemy's attack behind them.

Fatty felt that war was like a novel full of suspense. ..

Arrogantly when breaking through the defense line of Chakna defenders

The proud Western soldiers would not have thought that not long after, they would be in the same place, doing the same job as the enemy they attacked before.

Had they known, they wouldn't have done more damage to this line of defence. They will protect it well like they cherish their own daughter.

"Fat man," Bonnie's angry voice came from the communication channel, "You

Are you running ahead again? "

The fat man innocently turned off the communication channel.

Ever since Frenzo, he had been locked in the command mecha, feeling like a pig being raised.

It’s simply intolerable!

Fatty didn't have any big ambitions since he was a child, and he didn't think so-called famous generals were so impressive when they sat in front of Skynet with a cup of coffee and pretended to be cool.

He hates war and is greedy for life and afraid of death by nature. However, he does not like to analyze the data that represents each life without emotion, and calculate without humanity how to sacrifice for victory. .

Rather than that, he would rather drive a mecha and fight side by side with thousands of young people like him who came out of Leray neighborhood on the front line.

He never denied that he was a small citizen and was even proud of it.

In his opinion, as a small citizen, he could subvert this war, defeat those so-called famous generals one by one, and stuff their war complex and military talents into their vaginas. Only then would he be able to fight for tens of millions in the war. The innocent civilians whose families were ruined responded with a loud slap in the face!

This time the Japanese target is, in addition to the twenty Western armored divisions in Sunset Mountain, there is also Belive!

"Fat man," Wagstaff's voice came from the regional communication channel: "The command mecha is coming up."

The fat man turned his head and took a look, suddenly feeling frightened.

I saw a few command mechas, escorted by the guard battalion, passing through the running queue and rushing toward the top of the mountain. Even with his eyes on the mecha shell, he could still imagine Bonnie looking at him with a cold face.

"It's our turn! The fat man jumped up and jumped down the hill first.

Behind him, the five hundred war gods of the special battalion burst into sarcastic laughter. Amidst the laughter, a charge horn sounded from the top of the mountain.

The soldiers marching in mighty formation at the foot of the mountain raised their heads in surprise. They were already familiar with the sound of the charging bugle. That was the charge loss of the Leray Federal Army, when it was here. When the bell rings, it means the attack of the special armored battalion of the bandit army.

In the field of vision, five hundred black mechas followed closely behind the broken mecha, like a black mudslide, flying down the white mountain top.

The soil, rocks, and trees on the hillside passed by these fast-moving black mechas, and the sky seemed to be dimmed by the falling black clouds.

They fell at almost a free fall speed, occasionally kicking on the steep cliff to use their strength to change direction. Hundreds of mechas were shooting one after another on the cliff, and the whistling sound that broke through the sky was like a typhoon blowing through the lonely empty valley. The scene was extremely spectacular.

The soldiers at the foot of the mountain all held their breath.

In an instant, the black torrent leaped down the mountain. As the first row of mechas stood on the ground with one leg, electricity shot out. The second row of mechas followed closely behind, then the third row, and the fourth row, . ''.

This isn't a mecha, it's hundreds of tigers descending from the mountain!

Their figures were rushing in at a high speed, so fast that they couldn't even see clearly. The strong wind whipped up when they burst out of the sky blew sand and rocks around.

When they jumped down from the top of the mountain, they still looked messy, but when they changed from falling to shooting forward, a neat triangular attack formation was formed in an instant!

Blood suddenly hit the heads of the Fei League soldiers.

They looked at these black mechas infatuatedly, as if they were seeing a peerless god who could cut iron as hard as clay by blowing his hair, 1, raising his eyebrows and drawing out his sheath, sweeping across thousands of armies!

On the battlefield, a burst of shouts resounded across the sky.

This voice first sounded in the team near the top of the mountain, and then, like a relay, it was transmitted to Xiushui River Town in the north.

Soon, the voice caught up with the fleet of black mechas, and accompanied them as they rushed towards the Sussian position.

Along the way, countless Fei League soldiers who saw the bandits' special battalion got carried away and joined in the shouting. The sound became more and more urgent and loud as the five hundred and one vehicles rushed forward. Finally, when the first car crashed into the Suss defense line, it turned into a thunder that resounded throughout the world.

"kill!!!

The fat man punched straight into the chest of the Su Jin [Madman] mecha in front of him like a cannonball. The thick right arm penetrated directly through the casing and emerged from the back of the madman.

The penetrated Seuss mecha was like a paper doll, hanging on Logic's right arm, and was thrown backwards as Logic advanced at high speed.

There was a loud bang, and the fat man shook his arm and threw the madman out.

When the twenty-ton madman smashed another Suss mecha, the fat man had already slipped his foot and walked in front of a Jiepen [Evil Dragon] heavy mecha like a ghost.

With the pinging, banging, and clanging of gold and iron, the firepower of the evil dragon's storm ship poured out, and it stopped as if it was being strangled by the neck. ~^The barrel of the energy cannon was smashed into six twisted pieces in one second.

When a fat man fights, he always beats him to death if he is caught. Without stopping, he logically stepped forward, drew two circles in the air with his arms, wrapped around the dragon's left forelimb and twisted it hard.

The dragon's left forelimb shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the shell, the fragments of the jointed engine and crankshaft, and the twisted transmission rod exploded like a cloud of smoke, Logic had already twisted his waist and shook his hands, and punched the evil dragon's right forelimb with a backhand.

This punch was fast and heavy. The dragon's thick forelimbs shattered in an instant. Countless tiny parts were ejected.

Looking from the side, the fat man twisted his fists,

Although there was a sequence, the dragon's left and right forelimbs seemed to explode at the same time.

The Fei League soldiers nearby watched with concentration and breathlessness, dazzled. There seemed to be an electric current in his body, running straight up his back and above his head as the broken mecha surged forward.

The final sound of the word "kill" in the mouths of the soldiers was still echoing in their throats. Five hundred vehicles were running rampant and had already shot into the Xijue mecha group.

Following the fat man was Wagstaff.

The folk mecha war god waved his hand and punched, blasting the air and the head of a Jayden Civet.

The civet cat, with its head like a rotten watermelon, shook in front of the position. The artillery fire all around was like intertwining neon lights.

In this confusing light and shadow, the black devil disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, he appeared behind the civet.

The left leg, spinning around and punching, stepping up to hit with the knee, bending the elbow to strike down, the right leg...""'A series of movements followed his figure, changing among the five Xiyo mechas, and others could only hear firecrackers. With a series of loud noises, five Xijiao mechas were destroyed at the same time.

Wagstaff was a master of close combat. After practicing mecha martial arts and understanding the core techniques, his close combat range was closer, and his movements were faster and more fierce.

The use of punches, knees, elbows, and shoulders made it seem as if he was clinging to the opponent's body during the fight. And his speed and strength, the invincible momentum formed by him, often make people's fighting spirit collapse before they even come into contact with him.

If Wagstaff is an iron rod swinging in the air, then Hargrove on the right side of the fat man is a long whip tearing through the air.

Under Hargrove's control, the black rampage was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

Every punch and every kick of his drew a touch of fiery red in the air. That's the color of air burning in intense friction. .

A punch and a kick, maybe just one or two flashes of fire, but what Hargrove struck in an instant was more than dozens of punches and dozens of kicks. For a moment, all I could see was the fire of hell dancing on the hands and feet of this black devil. The firelight intertwined in arcs, magnificent and gorgeous.

The air was exploded by fists and kicks, as well as rocks on the ground and Xijiao mechas.

The concrete blocks of the collapsed road turned into a ball of fine sand. The thick armor and shell of the West York mecha were peeled off piece by piece. The hands and feet were shattered and broken, and the chest suddenly collapsed.

Following the loud noises, a plume of smoke formed by steel fragments suddenly exploded from the Xiyo mecha. All Xiyo mechas that came within ten meters in front of Hargrove were without exception. Even the mecha that had fallen to the ground was shaking from the explosion.

Behind the attack arrow composed of Fatty and the two Gods of War were hundreds of mecha War Gods who stabbed into the West York armored group like daggers.

A rampage directly hit the opponent's chest. While knocking the opponent away, he used his fists and kicks to blast the opponent rolling in the air.

The other one was running wildly like a ghost among the enemy mechas, and the ion light ax in its hand drew a stunning arc from time to time.

Every time the ax blows out, there must be an enemy armor with its head missing. The angles were tricky, the speed was fast, and the strikes were so ruthless that even the soldiers of the Fiji Alliance were frightened when they saw it.

Behind them, next to them, the black devil mecha was flying, kicking, hooking, or punching; some were short and leaning forward, with heavy shoulders and wrists, and a powerful and heavy stone-throwing hand; Or hold your head and straighten your knees, shoot forward with lightning, and hit the sky hammer with extreme cruelty.

The soldiers had never seen such mecha martial arts before. They were speechless, only to see those Sujie mechas with stiff arms and legs shaking, shattering, and exploding in the group of flying mechas.

The black torrent is surging forward.

The bandit pilot who grabbed his opponent was very happy, punched and kicked him, and smashed and exploded the opponent in front of him like a sandbag. The pilots who didn't grab them were very anxious. Often, as soon as a few enemy armors appeared in the field of vision, they would snatch them up and smash them to pieces like vicious dogs.

No one can stop the progress of these five hundred and one devils. Any enemy who dares to face them is just a pebble thrown into the flood. After the waves flash, they disappear without a trace.

"Hold on, get on!" Major Seuss roared wildly and desperately.

He threw all the troops at hand to the front of the position, trying to delay the enemy's advance. However, the new batch of mechas that he punched and kicked and sent to the front of the position were rushed back into the trenches by the attacking devil mechas before they could stand firm.

Some mechas fell straight down in the trenches, with horrific wounds suddenly appearing on their bodies. Some mechas fell to their knees helplessly, their entire bodies in pieces as if they had been dismembered. More mechas were retreating, turning into balls of fire while resisting in vain.

A series of explosions spread from the center of the position to both sides, like a row of waves rising from the water being strafed by fighter planes.

Major Seuss's roar finally disappeared into the black tide.

The five hundred war gods from the bandit army's special battalion rushed through the position and began to cover up and kill them on both sides. The joint position of the Sussians and a small number of Jiepen people collapsed step by step, the gap was rapidly widening, and countless Western soldiers fled in panic.

General Pereira, commander of the 33rd Army, quickly seized this opportunity. Under his command, a regiment of the 33rd Army Armored Division quickly followed up, continuously breaking through in depth and expanding to both wings.

The Fei League soldiers, who had already been stimulated by the powerful killings of the bandit army's special battalion, ran forward desperately. They crowded shoulder to shoulder, passed through the gap opened by the bandit army, and charged in depth. When the armored cluster moved at high speed, the billowing dust and smoke rolled up and covered the sky.

At this time, they didn't even have time to pay attention to those who raised their hands in surrender.

Western soldiers.

Run towards the antler. The officers roared loudly and the soldiers howled. The attack of five hundred devil mecha wolves into the Sheep Ship made them feel shocked.

Extremely inspiring.

It was a kind of power they had never experienced before, it was a kind of pride coming from the same camp, and it was truly devastating!

The defense line of the Soviet-Japanese coalition forces in front of them was already riddled with holes. As the high-spirited Fei Alliance armored clusters continued to attack, sections of positions were lost in the fire, and one Sujie mecha after another was shattered in the explosion.

They advanced here from the town of Frenso, and victory was already close at hand! The battle spread toward the center of the city.

Viewed from the air, the huge armored cluster was like a flood that broke through the embankment, pouring into the city blocks. Black, cyan, and dark green mechas spread out in all directions. In front of them, the gray Xijiao armored forces were scattered.

When the outer defense lines collapsed one after another, the entire Xiyue Army in Xiushuihe Town was no longer able to organize effective resistance.

The bandit armored troops advanced at high speed along the city streets. Block after block fell into the hands of Fei League soldiers.

The retreating Western troops in the front were driven backward like a bunch of messy ducks.

From time to time, Western troops rushing to the periphery for reinforcements collided head-on with the defeated troops at intersections. Before the commander could order the establishment of a blocking position, the attack line of the Fiji Armored Forces had already extended in front of him. Next, there was another round of defeat.

The fat man jumped up and down and rushed to the front of the entire team, baring his teeth and claws.

The five hundred vehicles he led were like a spear piercing the center of the enemy's formation. In just ten minutes, they had shaken off the large force and penetrated the southern district of Frenço Town. After successively defeating several Sousse armored units along the way, they passed through the city center and reached the junction of the eastern district.

"Boom!" The fat man grabbed the arm of a Suss mecha, stepped forward and turned sideways, swung the mecha with his backhand, and slammed the mecha onto the ground. Several cracks suddenly appeared on the hard ground. The mecha flew into fragments with a loud sound.

In the flying dust, Logic lightly kicked his legs and moved his body, like a dragon swimming in the clouds. In a few strides, he had already caught up with another fleeing Suss mecha.

The terrified Seuss fighter had just turned around and punched aimlessly when he felt his vision blurred and he lost his tattered devil figure.

At this time, the logic has already broken through in a ghostly line, flashing to Seuss.

Behind the mecha.

Facing the defenseless back of the Suss mecha, Fatty did not choose to kill him. Instead, he grabbed the opponent's shoulder, shook his hand, and threw him high.

Under the frightened gazes of the surrounding Seuss fighters, the ragged [Logic] rose into the air, fists and kicks coming out. I saw phantom fluctuations one after another, and the fists and kicks that were struck instantly turned into dense meteors, causing the Suss mecha to roll and tremble in the air. .

The violent beating sound lasted for five seconds in total.

In these five seconds, the Suss mecha was rolling in the air, unable to land. The originally intact body broke apart at a speed visible to the naked eye. When it finally fell heavily to the ground, it was already a pile of scrap metal!

"boom!"

The sound of the mecha hitting the ground shocked the surrounding Sussian mechas.

Dust spread everywhere, and the tattered devil mecha descended gracefully in the light sprayed by the auxiliary thrusters.

The Sussian mechas were stunned. This damn devil mecha had thick shoulders and arms, a ferocious head, a devil-like neck that was thicker than the head, and a belly like a skinned frog. and thighs, but just acted like a fairy descending to earth to look at herself and pity herself..."...

A Sussian warrior raised his hand high and opened the mecha's cockpit.

Then, the second, the third..."".

Facing hundreds of black devil mechas that were as excited as weasels seeing chickens, and facing the pervert driving a shabby mecha in front of them, they could not think of any other way out except surrender.

When the Sussian mechas all over the street raised their hands high, no one knew that in the ruins on the side, several panting Chakna soldiers were staring blankly at the scene in front of them.

Their dirty faces were streaked with sweat. Tears of disbelief shone in his eyes. Bang, the portable energy machine gun in Dou Mi's hand fell into the ruins.

The sound attracted the attention of several black mechas. These ferocious and terrifying devils turned their heads and scanned the messy ruins with their blue eyes.

Doumi hesitated, and finally took a brave step, and the shadow of the collapsed building disappeared. The golden sunshine shone warmly on his body.

He walked towards the black mecha. In his eyes, these ferocious devils were not scary, but incomparably cute and kind. They stood there quietly, like gods descending to earth.

There was a soft sound, and a car opened its cockpit. When the pilots in bandit uniforms smiled and waved to Dou Mi, and when Dou Mi burst into tears, a cheer rose into the sky from all corners of the city.

From the ruins in all directions, countless ragged Chakna warriors rushed out. They jumped, shouted, and waved their weapons vigorously.

Soldiers ran out one by one, and so did the scarred mechas. In the ruins, on the building, countless Chakna defenders cheered.

The sky seemed to be getting brighter at this moment. The golden sunshine shines on the devastated city. In the distance, artillery fire roared, and countless Fei Alliance mechas moved like boats on the lake. On the roadside, those Seuss mechas with their hands raised high are the most exciting background in this scene.

This moment, so happy.

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