Counterfeit Hero

The soldiers led by Glarance are all elites who have just been withdrawn from the battlefield of Lucerne. This army armored regiment knows how to defend the city of Rotsk, which is besieged by the Leray Federation's heavy troops. It also knows how to quickly attack a prison. .

Their movements were very fast. Within the electronic attack coverage of four [Elements], three hundred [Holy Armor 22], eleven [Three-Headed Dog] medium mechas, six [Poisonous Insect] medium mechas and two [Beast 2] The heavy mechas divided into three groups, quickly passed through the abandoned farm in front of them, and launched a surprise attack to the north of the prison along the gap in the isolation net opened when the Freedom Front launched the attack.

These elite warriors formed a cone-shaped assault formation. Each mecha knew its position. They moved cleanly and neatly. Every step of the mecha was in the right position. Hundreds of mechas formed a solid formation. The steel awl advanced at an extremely fast speed.

When hundreds of mechas weighing ten to eighty tons launched a surprise attack at speeds exceeding eighty kilometers per hour, the entire earth was shaking. There was only one word to describe these mechas that had just returned from the bloody battlefield to launch the surprise attack. A, that’s fierce!

Watching this majestic group charging, Glarance had no doubt that his soldiers would quickly occupy this prison with no signs of defense in front of it, thus revealing what happened in this quiet prison!

More than a dozen solid isolation nets occupied nearly two kilometers of flat land, but they were so fragile in front of the mecha. The fierce attack of the three-way mecha was like a sharp dagger piercing the fragile fishing net. Moreover, this fishing net had already been destroyed by someone.

The forwards of the mechas have broken through the last isolation net. In front of them, except for the two watchtowers hundreds of meters away on the left and right sides and the huge prison building in the front, there is nothing.

Clarence raised his eyebrows, feeling relaxed at the smoothness of the initial move. He pressed the communication button and was about to issue subsequent commands. Suddenly, a soft sound of "Beep!" came from the earphones.

Glarance's smile froze, and the recently restored regional communication channel on the mecha fell silent again.

"Here!" The mecha computer stopped working, and there was a snowflake on the radar. Any electronic equipment was struggling desperately in a strong electromagnetic force, making a crackling sound. That damn powerful interference source started working again. Four [Elemental] low-power electronic countermeasures equipment were suppressed without any reaction at all.

The thorough and straightforward suppression gave Glarance a hint of conspiracy.

He suddenly raised his head...

Only a loud "Boom!" was heard, and the three mechas charging at the front were sent into the sky by a sudden explosion. The firelight shined through the window of the mecha's cabin, making Glarance's face turn red.

Mecha mines! Glarance desperately controlled the mecha and raised his arms. He wanted his team to withdraw from the trap.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

It was too late, one after another, each one more violent than the last, extending backward from the place where the first explosion occurred, like a furious fire dragon, raising its huge body.

A series of booby traps... Glarance looked at everything that happened in front of him in despair. He couldn't believe his eyes. In the explosion of fire, he could still clearly see the other end of the isolation net, standing blankly. Several reconnaissance mechas that passed earlier.

"Boom!" An energy cannonball landed on the ground behind Glarance, and the flying soil crackled on the mecha.

Clarence turned around blankly.

"Enemy attack!" A shrill and panicked cry sounded in his ears.

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"Come on, be good, little James, put on this little vest I made for you." The fat man held up a yellow vest and said kindly to James.

"Who are you?" James stared at the fat man who could control his own life and death. He couldn't believe that one day he would end up in this situation. And in this world, there is such a fat man who makes him feel powerless and weak. Therefore, he must face the person in front of him and use his majesty and all means to suppress him.

"Pah!" The fat man slapped James on the face and said with a smile: "***, just now you were sitting in the fighting arena watching me fight, and you forgot about it so quickly, you little heartless thing!"

James put away his majesty, although he didn't understand why he had ruled Gacharin for decades, he could play with everyone at the palm of his hand, he was rich and commanded thousands of armies, but in the end he was ignored by a fat man Bullying, but he understands that the guy in front of him is definitely a different kind. He doesn't care about authority. He is simply a psycho. Don't try to influence him with normal thinking. If you want to suffer less, you'd better be good. Do as he says.

"That's right." The fat man helped James put on the vest with satisfaction. Like a kind mother, he helped him fasten the buttons, then... connected the line and turned on the switch. "Look, it fits well. I also I made a little deer just for you. It's very cute. But..." The fat man's smile was really vulgar, "Don't try to take it off. You are still young and don't know how to take off your clothes. Otherwise, you will hurt yourself. of."

James numbly allowed the fat man to dress up as a superman with electric wires, and his heart gradually sank. Not far from here, his own miraculous army is coming, and now, even if all the people are surrounding him, there is no way to stop the actions of a madman.

A troop withdrew thousands of people, leaving only a mecha battalion ready to block the swarming pursuers, and dressed themselves in a suit that looked like a lunatic full of explosives!

"Different transport ships have arrived here. Judging from the signals on the Skynet, they don't seem to belong entirely to Stephen's force." The fat man looked at James with a silly smile on his face, "We know that your son betrayed you; Reinhardt , not a good bird either." When he said this, he glanced at Bonnie who was not far away, "Now, they all want your life!"

"Since someone wants your life, there will also be someone who wants you alive." The fat man wrinkled his disguised face into a chrysanthemum, "Can I count on that some of the troops who are rushing here are They are loyal to you, and you, can you let me temporarily command them for you?"

"You can control my body, but don't expect my help. You can't control my mind." The place where James' face was slapped was burning with pain. He cheered up and tried to find the fat man's weaknesses in such a conversation in order to establish a balanced relationship, "You can't escape their pursuit with a small person like you.".

"No, no, no, my dear Emperor, you made a mistake. I was trying to help you escape pursuit. Or, I was trying to help you get rid of this little vest one day." The fat man touched James. The soldier patted his head and said, "It's not you who helps me, understand? Besides..."

"Pah!" The fat man slapped James on the face again with his backhand, "I don't need to control your mind, I just need to control your body."

Looking at James' red and swollen cheeks and trembling lips, the fat man's fingers fell on the yellow vest embroidered with a deer, and he said intoxicatedly: "Maybe you like to take off your clothes and wear this with your bare buttocks. Vest, I can help add some little neon lights to the vest.”

"Okay." James surrendered. The huge sense of humiliation might make him do anything to kill the fat man in front of him afterwards, but now, he felt his own weakness.

James kept convincing himself that there was really no need to fight this lunatic: "I only know that one of the troops is under my control. Among the things you took from me, there was a silver The metal box is the tool for me to communicate with that army. As long as there is no interference, you can talk to them."

Seeing the fat man squatting aside and pulling the things he found on his body, James said: "If you want to live, it's best to leave here before Stephen and Reinhardt take control of the air force. The air defense system of this prison will protect you." It won’t take us long.”

"Don't worry, your idiot son is afraid that his troops will be attacked, so he has already paralyzed Skynet. By the time he captures the land-based air force base, the air control rights will have long been in my hands... Unless he can dismantle all the The tens of thousands of anti-aircraft missile bases in Mozic." The fat man raised James' authority card, "Besides, you still have a space fleet that is loyal to you, and I will get in touch with them!"

"Are you Russell's student, the federal lieutenant staff officer who saw through his plan?" James looked at the honest-looking fat man in front of him, and suddenly remembered Gordon's report, "You are the variable!"

"Variable?" The fat man smiled obscenely, "I'm not a variable, I just like to stir things up. For example, I say something disgusting when you want to eat, make harassing phone calls when you want to sleep, and make harassing phone calls when you climax. I'll scare you when I'm here, and make a little noise when you want to be quiet. Anyway, why am I here if you're not happy?"

"If the work I do can make you feel that your life has deviated from the track, then..." Fatty shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "You are right to call me a variable."

James couldn't control himself and laughed. He felt that everything was so incredible. This variable that was as far away as the horizon actually appeared in front of him, and he still didn't know what he was causing. It was him who saved him. Perhaps, he should have listened to Gordon and sent someone to kill the fat man.

"Pah!" Another slap hit James on the face, causing his laughter to stop abruptly. The fat man said sincerely, "Don't **** laugh here, I'm busy."

"Stop the electronic interference for a while and let me make a call." The fat man fiddled with the metal box he found and said to the freedom fighter beside him.

The interference quickly stopped. The bottom layer of the restarted metal box was a military communication device with strong anti-interference ability. However, it was not under the direct influence of a strong interference source.

"What is the number of your unit and who is its commander?"

"The secret guard directly under the emperor, the Miracle Legion, has 3,300 members. The commander... Zola."

"Zola?" The fat man said in surprise, "The former commander of the Mythical Legion? Is this old guy seventy years old?"

James covered his burning face and nodded: "Yes, he is the only person I trust."

The fat man curled his lips and said: "It should be said that he is the only person you trust now." He connected the communication and said to James, "I think you should recognize Zola's voice, and he should also accept it unconditionally. Carry out any of your orders?"

"Your Majesty..." A strong voice came from the communicator.

Seeing James nodded, the fat man said in James's voice: "General Zola, I am safe now. I already know the situation outside, and I need your cooperation. My order is that no troops can be allowed to Enter the prison. Now, to the north of the prison, there are signs of military activity, if that's your unit, stop and guard, if not, eliminate them!"

"Your will is obeyed, Your Majesty."

The fat man put away the communicator and smiled at James: "The scale of this miracle army is only 250/1000 of the mythical army. You'd better pray that they can help, but from the sound of it, That General Zola doesn’t look like he’s too old to walk.”

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Zola drove a modified [Crazy Dragon] that was almost deformed and rushed forward at the lead.

Since he left the Mythical Legion, this is the first time he has charged with live ammunition in so many years.

As a veteran who is over seventy years old and can still maintain a hand speed of thirty-five movements per second, Zola is very satisfied with his performance.

Quickly avoiding the shots of one or two [Three-Headed Dogs], [Crazy Dragon] rushed forward at high speed in a strange posture. In just a blink of an eye, these two [Crazy Dragons] that looked very exaggerated in appearance crashed into [Three-Headed Dog]. In the arms of [Head Dog], like a hedgehog, the spikes on [Crazy Dragon] were nailed into the external armor of [Three Headed Dog].

Immediately, [Crazy Dragon], who could penetrate the cabin with just a stretch of his hand and destroy everything inside, left all the soldiers following him stunned.

Zola, the former supreme commander of the Mythical Legion, did not choose to simply end the battle. On the contrary, this was the beginning of the battle!

With Zola's loud shout, the ion light knife in [Crazy Dragon]'s hand was emitted with dazzling light by the surging energy. [Three-Headed Dog]'s relatively huge body and greater engine power were completely lost at this moment. It was so fragile in the face of absolute speed... It had its mechanical legs chopped off with a knife, and its arms had already left the body before its legs.

With one cut, a circular cut, the two [three-headed dogs] became an irregular metal ball with only a torso.

Several [Holy Armor 22] vehicles next to [Three-Headed Dog] had not had time to change their shooting lines with the sudden advance of [Crazy Dragon], and they had already lost the shadow of [Crazy Dragon]. Immediately, electric sparks appeared on the fracture. [Three-Headed Dog] was pushed wildly by [Crazy Dragon], and Glarance's mecha formation was forced to open a gap. .

Energy cannons and missiles were flying wildly in this small and chaotic camp. With a violent explosion, the [Three-Headed Dog] whose energy cover had turned red was finally destroyed. After the explosion, the machine of Glarance's troops A discovered that the ferocious [Crazy Dragon], like a crazy tiger, had penetrated deep into the center of the mecha formation.

Behind it is a passage of blood and fire, where three [Holy Armor 22] have fallen!

[Crazy Dragon] did not pause at all. It was like a hungry wolf that finally broke into the herd. In the rapid sprint, it smashed the left cabin of a [Holy Armor 22] with its left hand and its right hand. The ion light knife cut another [Holy Armor 22] in two, and the energy muzzles on both sides of its shoulders and waist were pouring ferocious firepower at the [Poisonous Insect] directly in front.

However, the distance between it and [Poisonous Insect] is less than twenty meters!

Firing at such a close distance is a surefire way to kill everyone. The operator of this [Crazy Dragon] is simply a lunatic!

Violent explosions sounded one after another on the huge and super-defensive [Poisonous Insect], and its energy shield quickly turned crimson with a series of cannon-like strikes. The [Poisonous Insect]'s body trembled in the dazzling flash, The shock wave and debris of the explosion affected all mechas within tens of meters around it.

The [Crazy Dragon] was no exception. It was thrown away by the shock wave, and the energy shield on its body also turned into a red that was only slightly lighter than the [Poisonous Insect]. In mid-air, the [Crazy Dragon] that frightened everyone adjusted its posture slightly, and "swish" the missile with thick white smoke, and then suddenly sprang out after a slight stagnation, and the [Poisonous Insect] was no longer there. By any chance, the distance of tens of meters is too short, so short that the missile hits the target at the same time as it is launched.

In the sky-exploding flames, the energy shield of [Crazy Dragon] turned crimson, and it had already knocked over a [Holy Armor 22] during the flight and broke away from the battle, returning to a group of fiercely charging [ Crazy Dragon].

Tian Xingjian stood on the roof of the prison building, and [Logic]'s scanner was nervously analyzing the structure of a [Crazy Dragon]. The fat man imitated the movements of [Crazy Dragon], with a smile on his lips, "The best way to deal with madmen. The way is to be crazier than him!"