Counterfeit Hero

The doctor was trembling with fright. Tou'er glanced at the doctor and said quickly: "It's not sick, it's not sick. Brother Yuan, please ignore him, he is sick!"

The fat man smiled stupidly, patted Tao'er on the shoulder and praised, "Hello! I like you!" He looked at Rex and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Why isn't big brother awake yet?"

Tao'er only cursed in his heart: "***, you beat Rex like this, and now you look innocent. Compared with Andre, Rex is just an idiot who pretends to be powerful, and he is not a big brother. But this guy who was beaten by you is the only one who can stop you." I was puzzled, but I quickly said with a smile: "Brother has been feeling unwell for the past two days, so he just needs to rest. By the way, Brother Yuan, come in. The guard didn’t arrange a job with you?”

The fat man scratched his head, thought for a long time and said: "It seems that they were arranged to go to the machine shop to repair industrial machinery. They said it was twenty Canadian dollars a day." Then he spat: "***, twenty dollars a day. What can I buy? I think back then, when I was out there, who would dare not say something admirable about my mechanical skills?"

Seeing the fat man bragging, Tou'er echoed: "That's right, that's right. I see that Brother Yuan is a capable person!"

The fat man laughed proudly and said to Tou'er mysteriously: "Let me tell you a secret, I am a member of the Mythical Legion. Before I was captured, I was the leader of the Mecha Research Laboratory of the Mythical Legion!" He showed off in a show-off manner. His face makes people want to slap him to death!

The doctor, Tou'er and others looked at each other with their mouths wide open. Damn, luckily they didn't kill this fat man. No matter how he got in, just because of his identity, don't even think about touching him! Who knows one day the Mythical Legion will send people to find this fat man. If he is found to have been beaten to death, I am afraid that everyone, including Andre, will die! If any officer of the Mythical Legion were to kill a criminal with no status like himself, it would be as easy as squeezing an ant to death!

Looking at the awed eyes of Tou'er and others, the fat man was proud for a long time, and then he said dejectedly: "***, I don't know who framed me as a spy and locked me in." He raised a silly face and said sincerely He looked at Tou'er and said, "Do you think someone like me could be a spy?"

How could Tao'er dare to say yes? If the fat man was stimulated and went crazy again, his life would be over. He immediately waved his hands and said, "Of course not. Brother Yuan, you look like an honest and loyal person at first glance. How could you be a spy!"

The fat man became happy and said in a naive voice: "Not bad, not bad, you are really discerning!" He looked at PHS and others beside him, laughed and said: "You are all good, we will be friends from now on, you have to protect yourself here. I."

"Cover you?" Several people wondered whether they were laughing or crying, and thought to themselves: "With your size, even if we flatten it and make it into a pot lid, we can't cover you. Besides, you are like that when you are sick, who can cover whom!" A group of people just felt that the fat man was really confused.

Tou'er brought a piece of breakfast and put it in front of the fat man and said: "Brother Yuan, this is the breakfast that was just delivered. You eat first. You will have to go to work in a while. You can't stand it without eating."

The fat man took the rice bowl and put it in his mouth. It looked like he was very hungry. Tou'er saw him grinning with joy, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Brother Yuan, Brother Andre wants to see you."

The fat man was stunned: "Andre?" The bitch's face began to twitch and pretend to be weird again. She held her stomach and thought for a long time like having menstrual cramps. Finally, she patted her belly and said, "I remember, she came to see me yesterday. That person?"

Tou'er was speechless. Others patted his forehead while this guy patted his stomach. I really don't know where his brain is. Hearing what the fat man said, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, that's him. He is the boss of Boss Rex."

The fat man said in shock: "Didn't he see me yesterday? Why are you looking for me today?"

"Well...brother Andre thinks you are very cool, Brother Yuan, and wants to invite you to have a heart-to-heart talk and make friends." Tou'er actually didn't know what Andre wanted to do when he asked Fatty to take him there. It is not uncommon for people to be stabbed to death with a bayonet when there are a large number of people. Even in the workplace, such things can happen at any time. Anyway, there is nothing I can do now, so I can just deceive the fat man. The rest is none of your business.

"Oh?" The fat man looked like he was easy to deceive, and said with a smile: "Where does this go, oh, there are people who think highly of me so much wherever I go." The proud look on the bitch's face made Tou'er feel that he His level is much higher than this wretched fat man.

As he was talking, the cell door opened automatically, and a guard walked in with an electronic folder: "Zhang Yuan, whose fucking name is Zhang Yuan."

The fat man quickly put down his rice bowl, raised his hand in a flattering manner and said, "Sir, I am Zhang Yuan."

The guard was not tempted by the fat man's coquettishness. He kicked the fat man and said angrily: "***, you dared to miss work the day before you came in. Have you read the prison regulations into the dog's belly?"

The fat man nodded and bowed: "Sir, I'm sorry, I don't know the rules, I don't dare, I won't dare again."

The guard said coldly: "You have been absent from work for three times without any reason and will be detained for one month. If you want to taste what it feels like, just try it again!" After saying that, he glanced at Rex, who was still sleeping on the bedside, snorted, and turned around to leave. .

The fat man frowned and turned to Tou'er, "Is confinement scary?"

Tou'er was frightened and said: "Brother Yuan, you must not go to that place. It's just a two-cubic-meter box. You can only lie down and sit on it. You can't even stand up. You can eat, drink, and defecate inside. It will be closed for a month." It’s going to go crazy.”

The fat man imagined it for a moment and said, "Damn, so cruel?"

The doctor interjected: "Yes, last time there was a guy who was absent from work and talked back to the guard. He was locked up. When he was released, he was already crazy. The longer he lay down in that place, the more he wanted to stand up. , but the top of my head is sealed tightly, and there is no light or sound around, so it would be strange if I don’t go crazy!”

The fat man shook his head. This is the difference between an imperial country and a federation. The benefits of democracy can also be reflected in these places. Although there is no shortage of predators or severe punishments in federal prisons, if such confinement existed, it would have been exposed long ago. By then, no one would be able to compete with public opinion. The only option for the heads of the judicial department and the prison system is to resign. The road can be walked.

After talking some words, several people narrowed the distance between each other, and the doctor and others gradually became more courageous. They found that the fat man was not as scary as they thought if he was not stimulated. Maybe, having such a person sitting in the cell might be of some benefit to me! In yesterday's melee, Fatty was probably already famous, and even Andre suffered at his hands. From today on, if Andre doesn't do something dirty to Fatty, Fatty will probably be won over by him. By that time, Rex's status may not be higher than this fat man's. .

The signal light to start work came on, a sharp bell rang, and with countless "bang, bang, bang" sounds, all the cell doors in the entire huge prison area opened automatically! The prisoners walked out of the cells in twos and threes and walked through the corridor toward the door. The guards stood on the stairs and in the hallways with electric batons in hand, watching the prisoners passing by indifferently. The guards at this time did not have guns in their hands, and they were afraid that if a prisoner suddenly rioted and seized the gun, it would create an even more difficult-to-control situation.

Fatty followed Tou'er and others out of the cell. Doctor and Daji were workers in the laundry room, while Tou'er worked in the machine shop. Just happened to be with the fat man. PHS has the most leisurely job. He is responsible for the cleaning work of the prison management building and can often get some information. Therefore, everyone calls him PHS. Perhaps it is a long-standing practice. In prison, as long as a prisoner has a nickname, his real name will basically be forgotten. The fat man walked out of the cell door and looked at the dense crowd of prisoners moving quietly in one direction. He couldn't help but think: "I am addicted to sleepwalking. What nickname will I be given? Madman? Sleepwalker? ***, as long as it is not a wet dream." "

As the crowd passed the dividing line of the D2 cell and merged into a larger flow of people, the fat man went downstairs to the ground floor, walked through the hall as big as a football field, and walked out of the cell door. The sunshine at 9 o'clock in the morning was not dazzling, but the fat man still squinted his eyes. Since he was arrested the night before yesterday, he has never seen the sun again, nor has he carefully observed the terrain of this huge prison.

Outside the square prison cell, there are ten circles of barbed wire with a height of more than ten meters, several of which are obviously electric grids. In all directions of the prison building, there are eight tall towers. There were several armed guards stationed on each tower. Although he couldn't see it, Fatty knew that in the circular room in the center of the tower, there was a surveillance system installed in every tower. In addition to mobile monitors throughout the prison, these surveillance systems also include bio-radar and electronic radar covering a five-kilometer radius of the entire prison area.

Built on the outskirts of this prison in the western suburbs of Tanvir, a five-kilometer radius is a military restricted area. Outside this huge area, there are several cordons and mobile patrol posts. Anyone who enters without permission will be discovered and shot on the spot. The energy scanner will also issue a warning once it detects that someone has entered the area carrying an energy burst device. Electronic radar, in conjunction with Tanvir's air defense radar and space vehicle management system, issues warnings to any aircraft approaching this area. Anti-detection jammers scattered around the prison will blind aircraft that enter the space area without permission. Coupled with a guard company's mechas and a regular base of anti-aircraft missiles, as well as an armored regiment stationed less than 40 kilometers away from the prison, the entire prison can be said to be extremely tight.

For an unarmed prisoner, or even one who has grabbed a few broken guns, to escape from Abnosk Prison is simply a daydream! If there is no support from the Freedom Front, even if Fatty is beaten to death... Fatty doesn't want to be imprisoned here!

"***, if you really want to be beaten to death, I'm afraid it's better to go to jail." The fat man spat harshly and strode to follow the thieves who were leading the way.

The blueprints of this prison are highly confidential. If Russell hadn't been targeting these political prisoners, people from the Freedom Front alone would never have been able to obtain the blueprints of the entire prison. These drawings have been engraved in Fatty's mind. The entire prison's architectural layout, building materials, structure, as well as guard distribution, patrol routes, shift handover times, monitoring engineering drawings, radar diagrams, circuit diagrams, etc. are all familiar to Fatty. .

However, Fatty doesn't know what changes have occurred in Abnosk Prison in recent times. This operation was originally a big gamble. The attack plan and escape plan were formulated, the operation lasted for three months, spanned thousands of kilometers of ground and four star fields, and used almost all the power of the Freedom Front. Not only do they have to escape with dozens or hundreds of prisoners, but they also have to lead the freedom front to fight thousands of miles away. The time and situation must be coordinated with Russell's military operations in Galileo and the entire international situation. The difficulty has risen directly from the two stars of free escape to five stars.

Moreover, a plan is a plan after all. The more thorough the plan, the more likely it is that there will be deviations during execution. No one knows what will happen when the time comes. Maybe, just a small accident can completely abort this plan, and then let the fat man be locked up here for the rest of his life.

If it weren't for An Lei, Fatty would have gone anonymous or simply gone home.

Who would have known that what was originally thought to be a hero's heroic feat of saving a beauty would turn into a trap for himself. Such a change is a bit depressing.

While sighing, the fat man had already walked into the machining workshop on the southeast side of Abnosk Prison. This workshop processes parts for self-propelled artillery and delivery vehicles of the fully mechanized infantry division. It processes parts that are technically simple and require intensive labor. The processed parts will be taken away by the transport convoy that drives into the prison after work is completed every day, and sent to the military machinery factory for assembly.

A mechanic assigned to do such a simple job would be overqualified. But Fatty knew that being able to do such a job was the result of Bruce taking care of An Lei and the Mythical Legion. If Bruce figured it out one day, he might not even be able to do such a job. After all, the prison system is tightly controlled by the CBI, which Bruce oversees. While controlling those political prisoners and nobles, it was easy to control a stupid fat man.

The only thing Fatty can count on now is not Reinhardt, but the eldest prince George. As his pawn, he was also his link to the Mythical Legion, and became the trigger in this almost open battle. George cannot ignore such a person, otherwise, anyone with any sense will be chilled by his actions. Moreover, given George's character, it was impossible for him to just endure and watch Stephen and Bruce tease him like this in front of him.

The prisoners in the workshop lined up, took turns passing by the armed guards at the gate, passed through an inspection gate, and then received the tools they needed. The fat man followed Tou'er and passed the inspection gate under the cold eyes of the guard. Just as he was about to learn how to steal tools, a prisoner wearing a foreman's clothes had already kicked the fat man and kicked him out of the team. .