Counterfeit Hero

"The mission from above has been planned."

The basketball game on the prison playground is in full swing, and the prisoners are cheering or cursing at the top of their lungs for their respective bettors. Colin sat on a bench next to the isolation net, watching the football match in the distance and talking to himself nonchalantly. At the other end of the bench, Beru was reading a book under the warm winter sunshine.

"How do you say it?" Beru's voice was light, cold, without any fluctuation. This brown-skinned Gabo man has been in this prison for six years. For him, the whole meaning of life is to complete the final mission.

And this task was finally assigned.

"There are two tasks. One is to kill the fat man named Zhang Yuan, and the other is to create a riot in the prison cell according to the specific instructions during the fighting competition." Colin lowered his head and kept combing his fingers. His brown hair tried to smooth out a handful of untamed curls.

"That fat man? If I remember correctly, you have already signed him up as a fighting player." Beru frowned slightly, "Do you have any time requirements?"

"No." Colin's answer was simple. He spit into his palm and finally subdued the bunch of curly hair.

"Then I don't need to bother, so as not to cause trouble and he won't survive until the end of the fighting competition." Beru's eyes wandered on the book, "Or, you can just do it while creating a riot."

"Whatever, but the riots are designated to take place in the prison cell." Colin stood up, and in the distance Andre was walking towards here with a group of prisoners, "Don't underestimate that fat man... he..." Andre had already reached a place very close to his sight, and Colin closed his mouth and stepped forward to meet him.

"Sleepwalking? He doesn't have this chance." Beru smiled coldly and continued to read his thick book.

The title of the book is "Redemption," a Gabo Bible.

This devout believer looked at the above teaching and slowly read: "God said that human sins come from endless desires. When greed fills the world without restraint, the world will be destroyed. Human beings, They will kill each other in the abyss of desire, using sharp blades and blood to put themselves on the altar."

"A new world is coming."

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"Me? Fighting competition?" The fat man was dumbfounded. "Boss, look at my delicate physique, which is like a bean sprout. Are you sure you have thought clearly whether you want me to participate in the fighting or whether you want someone to fight me? ?”

Andre tried hard to control himself not to look at the resentful eyes of the fat man in front of him, and said calmly: "This competition concerns all of our brothers. Everyone must work together to complete this challenge. You are one of us. Comrade, you are no exception." He opened his arms, hugged the fat man in a very sincere gesture, and whispered in his ear: "Requesting requires payment. Now is the time for you to show your loyalty and bravery. Yes, my dear brother."

Andrei's meaning is very clear. In Abnosk Prison, no one can live a relaxed life without fighting against the world. This kind of peaceful life that is easy to get outside is a kind of request here! If you want to survive under the protection of power, you must accept your obligations. Fatty didn't feel that this proposal was sudden. Before that, he had already received the news from the increasingly hardcore Tao'er and Doctor.

It's just that the fat man's usual virtue is to push if he can. If he can't push, he has to show his reluctance. ***, since you have suffered a loss, you have to do it openly and use a very aggrieved gesture to gain guilt from others or make your achievements appear more valuable. This is the method that the fat man usually uses when he is trying to cultivate troops. At that time, every time the captain of the logistics detachment assigned Fatty to a mission, he would feel like he was committing a crime. Because the eyes of this bitch are so innocent.

"Boss, I understand very well, and I also want to fight for everyone!" Fatty vowed, his face not red, his heart not beating, "But you also know that I was born with a bad physique, my body is weak, and I end up being beaten by others, this is not Does it embarrass you? Like this..." The fat man looked like he was struggling to make ends meet: "I help form the cheerleading team! Come on, I am very good at cheering. With my organization, I will ensure that our players can perform at 200% of their strength! You see How about it? If you agree, I will find someone to join the Boba Baby Cheerleading Team, and I will be the captain myself!"

"Baby Cheerleading Team?" Andre really wanted to slap this shameless fat man in front of him to death. With his graceful figure, how dare he lead a group of grown men to form a Baby Cheerleading Team? As soon as this name spreads out, he will immediately be laughed at to death.

"The list has been reported, you have time to practice more and be prepared!" Andre decided not to talk to this bitch who can't communicate anymore, "By the way, in this game, unless the players and the coach admit defeat at the same time, Otherwise, even if you are beaten to death, you won’t be able to leave the ring!”

"***, who is the coach?" The fat man was a little resentful.

"I'm the coach!" Andre hugged the fat man sincerely again, turned and left.

"Brother Yuan, what should I do?" The doctor came up worriedly, pushed up his glasses and asked. The days when Fatty was with him were the happiest days for him and Tou'er. They didn't have to worry about being beaten and bullied at any time. They could also live a peaceful and respected life in prison. This was something they didn't even think about before Fatty arrived. I dare not even think about it. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Fatty to be thrown into the fighting ring. You know, those who participate in the fight are almost all the most violent and brutal prisoners in the prison. If he were to fight on his own, he probably wouldn't even have the scum left.

"What should I do? I don't know what to do!" The fat man looked aggrieved and sighed: "Oh, the worst I can do is get beaten twice more. Anyway, I won't know anything when I fall asleep!"

The doctor, Tou'er and others, who were looking at the fat man with concerned eyes, looked at each other and retracted their heads at the same time.

When the fat man said this, they immediately remembered the original situation. He was beaten by more than a dozen people, but the fat man like a rubber man didn't see any damage. Apart from eating more food, he seemed to be fine. With the strength of this beating alone, it is absolutely unnecessary to worry about him!

"I'm afraid that someone will slap me in the face if they see my beauty! How will I make a living in the future if my face is disfigured?"

Listening to the fat man talking to himself, several people felt a chill in their bodies. We see many shameless people, but it is really rare to see a wretched fat man who is so shameless. Even the doctor felt that if he could beat the fat man in front of him who was holding his face and feeling sorry for himself, he would definitely slap this bitch hard in the face without hesitation! .

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The ground battle on the planet Lucerne has gradually become more intense with the return of Russell and Bernadotte, and Liebgott personally going to the front line of Lucerne to take command.

The main forces of both sides have begun a head-on collision on the Lavos Plain.

The Federation fought steadily, using sufficient logistical support as the biggest bargaining chip for victory, intending to turn its logistical strength into battlefield advantages and its advantages into victory in a war of attrition, and finally crush the Gacharin Empire in one fell swoop.

The strength that the Gacharin Empire had preserved in the early stages of the war was also released, with nearly thirty armored divisions galloping freely under Liebgot's baton. When fighting on other people's land, they don't care about the gains and losses of a city or a place. As long as the land-based air force and electronic attacks can still balance the power with the Federation, this huge armored force cannot be easily absorbed by the Federation.

Liebgott's commanding art and tactical thinking have also been fully demonstrated in recent battles. This famous general from the Naga Federation has a meticulous and impeccable thinking, and is very good at forming local advantages through quick reactions of small units and jumping airdrops on chaotic and complex battlefields. Unlike Russell who is good at commanding large armies to fight and construct traps, Liebgott's command is almost as detailed as the movement of each regiment!

Judging from the intercepted intelligence, Russell and Bernadotte could not understand why this old man who was nearly twenty years older than themselves had so much energy, dozens of divisions, and two to three hundred regiments in real time. Combat guidance, coupled with the overall deployment of the Lucerne planet and other complicated matters, Liebgot actually has the ability to handle it all by himself!

If there is one person who can take charge of a war department, it is Liebgott!

Since the beginning of the war between the two countries, no matter which side he is on, Russell has never felt as much pressure as he does today! Standing on the opposite side, Liebgott is like a machine that operates accurately, a computer that is extremely accurate. He can even allow each regiment to avoid its own carefully designed traps, and still have room to gain advantages through small-scale battles.

Against such a military strategist, there is no doubt that people have a feeling of being unable to start, especially when there are more and more signs that this opponent is taking a defensive stance to delay time, and is not afraid of consumption and will not be anxious, Russell will There will be a feeling of powerlessness. One month is too short for such a big battle. If no accidents occur, it will end in an outcome where no one can achieve a decisive victory!

Just when Russell was helpless in the face of Liebgot's watertight defense system, December 28, 2061 came. On this day, the Western countries headed by the Binart Empire once again met at the Supreme United Parliament of Mankind. They launched an attack, accusing President Leray and the Supreme Command of ignoring the will of the people and turning the war in the Galileo system into a disaster. Hundreds of thousands of residents in Donggu City died in the war and millions of people were displaced. The Leray Federation is required to immediately stop military operations, otherwise, the Western countries will severely punish this irresponsible behavior towards peace.

On the same day, a total of six armored divisions and ten fully mechanized infantry divisions of the Gacharin Army were dropped from Mozic to Mount Amayo and the East Valley on the eastern battlefield of Lucerne by the sudden transportation force of the Gacharin Empire. The city's front line cut off the logistics supply lines and retreat routes of the three federal armies. At the same time, Gacharin's troops, relying on six large and small cities on the Lavos Plain, quickly launched a strategic counterattack, aggressively colliding with the federal army. Another assault arrow composed of four elite armored divisions suddenly inserted into the junction between the Federal First Army and the Second Army.

In space, the three imperial fleets that had already prepared and replenished their ships and personnel returned to normal and took the initiative, approaching the jump point airspace between the Galileo and Newton galaxies.

What is even more incredible is that almost at the same time, the Fourth Mixed Fleet, which led a huge supply fleet to detour the public galaxy for unconventional supplies, was entangled by a fleet in the public galaxy where the secret jump point was located. There was no exchange of fire between the two sides, because it was not the fleet of the Gacharin Empire, but the powerful fleet of another neighbor who had already planned it, the Desik Empire. The communication message sent by the other party to the Fourth Mixed Fleet was: "Warning, what is in front of you is the exercise fleet of the Desik Empire. Please leave this system immediately to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and conflicts."

Suddenly, the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building!

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The electronic map was changing rapidly under Liebgot's hands, and every terrain of Lucerne flashed in front of him from time to time. The deployment of troops in these combat areas and the battle situations on both sides were also quickly imprinted in his mind, one after another. The instructions issued from his mouth were detailed and thorough.

Stephen, who had just arrived in Lucerne, stood respectfully aside, admiring the teacher's magical commanding techniques.

When it comes to the fastest and most accurate on-the-spot command, Liebgott is definitely second to none in this world! With his unique method of changing pictures and his computer-like precise brain, coupled with his rich command experience, his on-the-spot command ability to conduct sixty regional battles at the same time is unmatched by any famous general.

In terms of regional campaign command, Liebgott is definitely the number one person! In a large battle, there are only a hundred battles taking place at the same time. Even if Russell knows Liebgot's secret, he will never know where Liebgot will point his finger next time! As long as Liebgot doesn't make mistakes, Russell will never win this war even if he doesn't lose!

However, we all make mistakes, and so did Liebgott.

"Commanding an army that I am not familiar with will make a big difference in combat guidance. Not only is the command effect a problem, but even the orders must use basic commands. If the troops below can be familiar with my command method and understand my intentions , I don’t need to use offense instead of defense, and cooperate with your father’s political offensive to delay time!”

Liebgot's fingers moved seemingly casually on the electronic map. There was a hint of exhaustion in his calm tone: "Your father's favorite show is about to start. This time, you will take the troops back." After that, there is no way out, have you thought about it?"

"I have no way out, teacher." Stephen lowered his head, and then raised it up! .