Counterfeit Hero

Major Mills's words were still echoing in his ears, and the system broadcast rang. This time, it was not the voices of Skynet or the captain of the [Headfield]. The voice echoing in the room was old and powerful. With a strong Heidfeld accent, he is familiar to every soldier.

That was the voice of Hastings. "I am Hastings. Now, the whole army is under my command. Boys, prepare to fight..."

Felic and Sophie listened intently to the voice.

This was a typical Hastings pre-war manifesto, short and direct. There were no long speeches or shouting at the top of one’s lungs. Just two sentences explain two things. 1. He directs the battle. 2. Prepare to fight.

It was perhaps the briefest pre-war mobilization either man had ever heard. But for some reason, the moment Hastings's voice just landed, they suddenly felt a hot blood bursting out from the suddenly increased pressure in the atria*, rolling and surging in their chests.

Even breathing was stagnant in an uncontrollable excitement!

Military God Hastings, after he led the southward fleet to break through the obstruction of Mikami Yuuto's fleet in the Resk system. Attack again!

The last time, he faced Yuuto Mikami, the famous general of Jepeng.

In front of the opponent's heavy troops hiding in the obstacle area and watching eagerly, he commanded the fleet to rotate with a precise hour hand. He easily and fiercely broke through the blocking formation set up by the opponent, forcing Mikami Yuuto not to dare to continue fighting, and immediately left the battlefield. And this time, how will he show the world his unparalleled command skills? Felic and Sophie discovered that when Hastings spoke, the entire command room seemed to be frozen in time. The running man stopped, the yelling man put down his communicator, and the staff who were discussing the dispute around the electronic interstellar map also stopped drawing with their electronic pens.

On the Skynet screen, the frenzy of Western York warships is still surging this way. In the close-up screen, you can clearly see their ferocious muzzles and the national emblems of Western York countries spray-painted on the outer shells.

However, no one looked at them.

Everyone stood there, raising their heads, listening to the sound.

And when his voice fell to the ground, the entire command center seemed to come alive from the still scene.

The crowd in the aisle began to surge like water, and the noise suddenly amplified. The arguing staff officers in front of the Star Map began to point at each other's noses and glare, each holding his own opinion.

However, compared to the previous chaos, Sophie and Felike could clearly feel a sense of calmness and calmness.

"Marshal Hastings is the anchor of the Philippine Alliance..." As if he knew what the two people were thinking, Major Mills on the side smiled slightly and walked towards the core area first: "As long as he is standing there Behind us, we have the courage to face any enemy..."

Felic and Sophie also nodded secretly in agreement.

Since the First World War thirty years ago, Hastings has been a symbol of the undefeated League of Nations. His undefeated record. It has become a belief of all Filipino soldiers. Unless Hastings is defeated one day, no one can make the soldiers who follow Hastings lose confidence until then.

While talking, everyone had already reached the core area. The command hall in the core area is a huge room with a length and width of more than 100 meters and a height of 25 meters on the first floor. For an aircraft carrier with a hull length of more than two thousand meters and a width of more than 600 meters, such a room is just a dish placed on a table. However, for an ordinary person like Felike, other than shock, there is no other adjective to describe his mood when he walked into the command hall.

The entire hall is hexagonal

This is the most commonly used shape in the design and construction of battleships, which can save space to the greatest extent.

Standing at the door and looking at it, except for the side entering the door, the other five sides of the hall are composed of huge floor-to-ceiling windows and general mobile armor that blocks the outside. The view is extremely wide. Walking into the hall is like walking into a void. The bright stars on the cosmic sky, the purple, bright red and yellow foggy nebula in the distance, and the battleship floating like a giant whale beside him were all so clear, they were suddenly within reach.

Above the ceiling of the hall and the surrounding shipboards are countless huge square electronic lights. They emit white light and illuminate the entire command hall. .

In the center of the hall is the high podium.

Although the automatic door was located more than fifty meters away from the central podium, Sophie and Felic still saw Hastings at a glance.

This legendary commander was wearing a black military uniform and sitting quietly in a wheelchair.

The curved railings of the podium were covered with generals from different allied countries. Surrounded by McKinley and a group of Fei League generals, he looked extremely small, but for some reason, people would automatically ignore everyone around him as soon as they saw him. Its existence, like a black hole, attracts all attention.

Felike let out a long sigh in his heart.

This is the most legendary figure in the human world in the past thirty years.

Please forgive me for playing a bit slowly.

You can powder me first. He is like an old lion, lying quietly on a high rock in the grassland. Although the years have made her hair and beard no longer thick, her body no longer strong, her fangs no longer sharp, and even the fur all over her body has been scarred. Tired.

However, he is still the king of this world. When he half-opens his eyes under the sun, the huge herd of takin will no longer panic and run wildly, raising dust all over the sky.

At the central podium, Hastings stared at the large Skynet screen in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The Fei League generals standing beside him all stood in awe, not even daring to speak out loud. It seemed that the person closest to him was not a terminally ill old man, but a ferocious beast that chose people to devour. In the conference room, Barras and other generals could avoid his eyes and pretend to be brave enough to challenge the bandit generals, but once he sat on the command platform, no one dared to face him. Say one more word.

The five-hour battle meeting did not make the old man's spirit seem any weaker.

After putting down the pre-war communicator, he turned his head to Russell beside him.

The generals looked at him in silence, and heard him say to Margaret standing next to him: "When will that boy come?"

Many people feel a little unhappy. The boy Hastings mentioned was obviously the fat man from the bandit army. I really don’t know what kind of bad luck this guy had, to deceive Margaret and let Hastings be so optimistic.

Especially the young general who had been fascinated by Margaret's beauty for a long time was filled with jealousy.

As the old saying goes, if you compare goods with others, you will be thrown away, but if you compare people with others, you will die!

How could such a beautiful woman with light blond hair like the warm spring sun and a pair of green eyes like a cat fall in love with that fat man who was a mechanic?

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