Counterfeit Hero

When the news came that the bandits and the Tapu coalition were attacking the Zeus system, the capital of Desik, the Western-Japanese coalition fleet led by Sobol had just entered the Red Dragon system in the southern part of the Naga Federation. The name of the Red Dragon Galaxy comes from the boundless fiery red nebula that the young Major Staff Officer Moore only needs to raise his head to see across the desk filled with various documents. Violent, huge, dazzling, and charming. This is a description that everyone who enters the Red Dragon Galaxy through the jump point for the first time can't help but agree with it from the bottom of their hearts when they see the fiery red nebula almost pressing above their heads. For thousands of years, people have driven various spacecrafts past here, lamenting their own insignificance time and time again. Even though what is passing here at this moment is a huge cluster of Western giant ships, under this nebula, they are as weak and humble as the ants at the feet of the ancient dragon.

The fleet has been anchored under this fiery red nebula for more than ten hours. Just like a traveler on a long-distance train, it was difficult for Moore to know what twists and turns the huge fleet that stretched for more than twenty legs had encountered during its march, and what caused the fleet to stop. In fact, he didn't have time to pay attention. Now, amid the annoying chatter among his colleagues around him, he was working hard on the work Alessandro had given him. Moore didn't know whether he had offended Alejandro, or simply offended Sober without knowing it.

The sheer volume and difficulty of the tasks that Alessandro gave him drove him crazy. For three whole days of analysis, calculation, deliberation, and revision, he was running like the computer on his desk, running like crazy. He was calm at first, but now, with his hair as messy as a chicken coop, he was already using instinct to complete the rest of the work. Combat plan deduction, intelligence compilation and judgment, logistics material statistics, transportation capacity adjustment, strategic deployment, these things should originally belong to dozens of different departments. Even in Sober's staff headquarters, these things are absolutely impossible to be placed Together. However, these unrelated documents are now piled on Moore's desk. He had to do it alone! No one dared to disobey the order that Alejandro gave to the entire Third Operations Staff Group with a straight face after handing over the work.

In fact, when this major staff officer with a round face and two small eyes like an inverted figure rose from obscurity to being appointed by Sobol and soaring into the sky, few people were not jealous. Even the several staff officers who seemed particularly enthusiastic when he arrived did not look unnatural in their eyes. Since Alejandro gave the order, naturally no one disobeyed, not because they didn't dare, but more because they didn't want to. The entire Third Staff Group was holding back the idea of ​​watching the joke. "How did these gangsters come out?" As soon as a fat staff officer walked into the office, he took off his hat and put it on the desk. He stretched his head and looked into the crowd: "He is so fucking evil. A bunch of rubes, they have made General Banning disgraced." "Rukes?" Another lieutenant colonel staff officer glanced at the fat staff officer sideways: "Half a year ago, you can say that they are rubes, but now they still say this, If the superiors hear it, they will be judged for underestimating the enemy!" The fat staff officer shrank his head and said sarcastically: "I don't mean to underestimate the enemy.

But I just think it’s incredible how a group of liars, thieves, bandits and hooligans managed to become a special-level army in the rankings of various countries in less than a year? "Don't underestimate those Mars guys," said the forty-year-old deputy team leader, a kind-hearted colonel: "They have been working in pirate groups, mercenaries, and merchant escorts for a long time. Which one?" Aren’t you dark-hearted and bold? In terms of basic quality, it is much better than our aristocratic children and slackers from lower races who are used to a good life. "When it comes to killing people, our soldiers haven't seen blood when people kill people." Talking about combat experience, while others were driving plunder ships across the universe like the wind, our crew was still learning the rules and wiping the deck! "The colonel took a sip of tea, leaned back slightly with the back of his chair, and said slowly: "A group of ruthless beasts are not a threat. However, if these beasts have advanced battleship mechas,

It would be terrible if they were kneaded together using the regular military system. Besides, that fat general from Leray is a little fox that even Hastings can take a liking to! "That fat man is really an anomaly." The lieutenant colonel who just spoke said, "I heard that he never even went to military school for a day." When the Lega War broke out, he was just a mechanic corporal.

At that time, the Lelei Federation was losing every battle, but this guy participated in almost all the battles and actually survived, ran to Milok, and became a hero. "I heard later," the lieutenant colonel took out his cigarette, lit one in his mouth, and said with emotion: "After Milok's counterattack, he became Russell's student and was sent to Gacharin to rescue James' political opponents. As a result, Even James was captured. Good guy, he couldn't control himself now and soared into the sky. "I have also read Tian Xingjian's resume. He is quite capable." Humphrey, O'Brien, and Sheldon were all defeated by him. "The fat staff officer interjected, winking with a winter melon face: "It's better than someone who has achieved nothing but achieved success in one step. "The crowd suddenly let out a burst of contemptuous laughter. "To say that you can reach the sky in one step," the lieutenant colonel glanced disdainfully at Moore who was immersed in his work: "But when the Special Operations Department was established, Major General Alessandro also transferred him. ? "Okay, don't go too far." Let’s talk about this one. "

The colonel waved his hand, stood up, and frowned slightly: "Today, the superiors put down Desik's battle report and asked several of our staff groups to come up with analysis reports. What do you think?" "We have analyzed it," Lieutenant Colonel He exchanged a look with his companions and reported: "Based on the strength of the bandits we currently have, Russell's purpose is to buy time for the Filipina alliance to move south. Therefore, starting from the attack on the Metis galaxy, they The main target is the logistics of our allied forces." "Well," the colonel nodded and said, "continue." "Yes," the lieutenant colonel puffed up his chest: "Therefore, we believe that the bandits intend to attract Banning. The general focused his attention and used the cooperation of the Tap and Pu forces to maintain the war situation on the front line of the Desik Star Territory. This was the most beneficial option for them with insufficient troops. Once they exited the Desik Battle Zone, the two sides would lose the ability to respond to each other. condition..

Therefore, we believe that the best choice for our army is to concentrate all our efforts and defeat them all the way! "Which way?" "The colonel asked. "The Fei Alliance fleet at the jumping point of the Metis galaxy! "The lieutenant colonel replied without hesitation. "That's a trap! "As soon as the Lieutenant Colonel finished speaking, Moore's calm voice sounded from the side.

"Trap?" The lieutenant colonel and the staff beside him who made the same judgment all glared at Moore at the same time! From the time he got the information until now, Moore has been immersed in the work at hand and has not even read the battle report. At this moment, he is talking nonsense here. Some of the grumpy ones couldn't help shouting. "Shut up!" The colonel sullenly glared at the staff and said to Moore, "Major Moore, do you have any basis for saying that?" "Intuition." Moore replied absentmindedly. He was holding a document about logistics supplies in his hand, looking at it blankly, then suddenly turned around and looked out the window, his eyes straight. "Intuition?" This time, not only the staff officers nearby were angry, but even the colonel was a little annoyed.

"It turns out" Moore ignored the murderous glances of the staff. He looked out the window and murmured silently, "This is why the fleet stayed here!" "Major," the colonel didn't know that Moore's lips were moving. , what exactly are you talking about. He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked: "Your intuition should have some evidence." The colonel could not finish his words. He watched in stunned silence as Moore picked up a pile of documents and walked towards the office door with an expressionless expression. "Stop!" the colonel finally broke out: "Major Moore, you are too presumptuous!" Moore walked to the door, turned around, with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Why listen to my opinion if you look down on me. Is it because you want to outshine the other staff groups?"

The colonel's face suddenly turned livid. The staff officers beside him also changed their expressions. "Fart!" "Moore, you are so arrogant!" "Arrogant?" Moore sneered, "Thinking that with the strength of Banning's fleet, you can annihilate a fleet that forced General Sober to temporarily stop and adjust its strength. That’s arrogance!” Stop and adjust your troops? The staff looked at each other, wondering what Moore was talking about. Only as the deputy team leader, the colonel was qualified to have access to some higher-level secrets, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. In the dead silence, Moore's eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, and finally said to the colonel: "Waiting for the new battle report. If Admiral Banning chooses to continue the original tactics at this time, divide his troops or attack the Metis system , then all that awaits him is failure." He turned around and went out. "But I think, even if it fails, Banning has no choice." "Admiral Banning!" Goode stared solemnly at Banning, who stood on the command platform and remained silent for a long time. Banning stared at the tactical computer on the command podium. He was silent for a long time and finally raised his head. "attack!"

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