Counterfeit Hero

In the northern mountainous area, the tall Teklar Mountains stretch for thousands of kilometers.

On the top of this dragon-like mountain range is snow that never melts all year round. On the mountainside, there are gray-brown bare rocks, while at the foot of the mountain, there are crisscrossing streams and dense virgin forests.

The 13th Armored Division and the 51st Infantry Division are currently stationed in a col at the foot of Teklar Mountain.

In the dense jungle, tens of thousands of Chakna soldiers have turned everything within sight into a large field military camp.

Dozens of mechas were patrolling around. The greasy mechanics were busy repairing the mechas. The officers were busy checking the map. The cooking team was cooking in the expanded transport mechas. The medical soldiers were supporting the wounded, and they were in the sunshine. Walk slowly and do rehabilitation treatment.

In a flat open space, several mechas could be vaguely seen leaping and moving, and the sounds of fighting could be heard from time to time - that was the bandit mecha war gods teaching their combat skills to the mecha warriors. This kind of training has been going on since the breakthrough to Hot Spring Town.

Under their teachings, although the mecha warriors cannot be said to have made rapid progress, they have made considerable improvements in some deadly techniques of close combat and the coordination of cross-wave cover.

After all, we are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. Sometimes, what we lack is that little inspiration to pierce the window paper. And a word or an explanation of an action from these masters who have already stood in another realm can have the Midas touch. Amidst the clang of gold and iron caused by the mecha fighting, there were bursts of exclamation and cheers from time to time.

In an open space on the shore of a beautiful small lake, the sun shone fragmentarily on the grass from the gaps in the tree canopy. The command mecha had been opened, and the automatic armor plate and the instruments that retracted out of the mecha were combined to form an open-air command Place.

Pei Litong was sketching on the electronic sand table; Ballmer was standing with a staff officer by the sparkling lake, talking quietly; old Marshal Li Cunxin was sitting on a folding chair, stretching his legs and squinting in the sun Staff officers with their respective responsibilities were busy walking around; Boswell, Milan and a group of scientific researchers were busy collecting data and testing several stationary [Thunder] vehicles.

"I've earned it...hehe..."

A burst of silly laughter not far away caused everyone to stop what they were doing. Everyone glanced in the direction of the sound, then exchanged glances with each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

On the grass dozens of meters away, transport mechas formed a huge square array in rows. The sweating logistics staff were counting the mountains of seized materials, while the two fat guys who had the most idle time in the entire camp were following behind the logistics director, stretching their necks. Looking at the list in the supervisor's hand, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Along the way, everyone finally understood why the fat man's army called itself the bandit army.

From the breakout of Hot Spring Town to the present, in just over fifty hours, these two bandits, one large and one small, led the armored troops to kill several enemies.

The northern mountainous area is vast and has countless towns scattered throughout it. Canglang Star's two main resource highways also pass through the northern mountainous area. Entering the northern mountainous area, this army was like a fish entering the sea. But for the fat major general, it was like a bandit entering Alibaba's treasure house!

When the troops were marching deep into the mountains, these two guys were not idle for a moment. What they saw in the headquarters every day was Fatty and Pit Pit staring at the map with stern eyebrows, discussing where to rob - the one named Pit Pit. The little boy was too familiar with the northern mountainous area. Not only that, he seemed to be able to see through the Jiepen people's troop layout and know the distribution of their bases.

At first, everyone just thought it was a joke. After all, the mechas captured from Hot Spring Town and the original mechas have been reorganized into a reinforced armor regiment and an electronically reinforced company. The damaged mechas collected on the battlefield, together with the captured parts, are gradually turning into mechas that join the combat sequence of the Thirteenth Armored Division.

The infantrymen of the 51st Division did not fall behind. There is also the distribution of a large number of weapons, mobile mechas and captured individual equipment, making the current firepower and mobility of the 51st Division not much worse than that of an armored division. Although the infantry cannot fight head-on with the armored divisions in the field, in terms of escape and positional blocking, even if they face two armored divisions at the same time, they can still last for a few days.

Compared with the past, today's life is like a serf turning into a landlord, which couldn't be more nourishing. Therefore, in everyone's opinion, the most important thing for the troops now is to preserve their strength and avoid the enemy troops that are advancing everywhere. Who still thinks about taking the initiative to provoke others? No matter how much things are grabbed, it is of no use. It is impossible to counterattack with these two divisions?

However, this fat man just acted wantonly!

Not long after leaving Hot Spring Town, he had just entered the northern mountainous area. ***...*** There was even a Jiepen Armored Division chasing from the No. 3 Resource Highway behind him. He took advantage of the night and The little boy, leading a group of war gods who never questioned themselves and an armored battalion who didn't know why, attacked a small town sixty kilometers away from the main advanced route.

The population of that town is not large. However, since there was originally a Chakna garrison base and it was located at an important location between Resource Highway No. 3 and Resource Highway No. 5, where the Jiepen people were, they stationed a Armored Battalion. On the one hand, it is to protect the logistics transportation on the resource highway; on the other hand, it is to eliminate the resisters and strengthen the control of Canglang Star.

That night, when Fatty and his gang came back, all the soldiers in the camp saw more than a hundred transport mechas loaded with supplies entering the camp one after another. The loot was piled up like a mountain. In the swaying lights of the mechas, there were bursts of The noise. In addition to capturing nearly a hundred combat mechs and bringing back countless weapons and equipment, Fatty and the others even brought back a team composed of soldiers who had been dispersed from the local garrison and rebels imprisoned by the Jiepen people.

A total of three thousand soldiers from the Chakna local garrison and hundreds of militiamen, policemen, and ordinary people joined the army. The old marshal Li Cunxin and the two division commanders could only smile from ear to ear.

Once this started, there was no way to stop it.

It turned out that the two fat men, one big and one small, secretly discussed and led the troops to hunt for wild food.

After the First World War, the guys in the armored battalion, with the tacit approval of Pei Litong and others, blatantly planned together.

What a group of people discuss all day long is which place to attack, and they hit whenever they want. They had just attacked a place, and before they had finished counting the seized materials, they heard the little boy announce the name of a place. The fat man made some calculations and deductions, and these guys couldn't sit still anymore. .

In just over fifty hours, the team had swelled to 33,000 people. To read, come to the mobile station. Countless underground resistance organizations, countless guerrillas who have escaped into the mountains, and the Chakna youth who were born and raised here are crossing the mountains and heading towards the northern mountains. There are also countless resistance organizations that are launching attacks on Jiepen garrisons in various places.

Now the garrison troops in Jiepeng area in the entire northern mountainous area are already in a state of chaos and chaos. The reconnaissance mechas sent out reported again and again that the Chi Peng troops who had been encircled and ordered to search in the northern mountainous area had retreated.

After the troops left Hot Spring Town, Jie Peng's pursuit was just a show. The terrain in the northern mountainous area is complex and vast. As a first-level immigrant planet like Canglang Planet, small towns dotted here and there can easily provide supplies for troops hiding in the mountainous areas. If you want to capture the main force of the Chakna Army in this mountainous area, you will have to invest at least twenty or thirty divisions and spend a month or two to encircle it on all sides!

Jie Pengjun, who had no confidence in the pursuit, was confused by the fat man's sneak attacks with hammers and sticks.

Not only were several important material bases attacked, but they were also fooled several times along the way because they couldn't tell whether it was Chakna's main force who carried out the sneak attacks. Several small troops were completely eaten up by the main force and the fat man who came in from the mountainous area. Knowing that it would be futile to continue like this, and fearing that their base would also be taken away, Jie Pen's troops in all directions simply retreated.

This also gave Chakna Army a leisurely time.

By the lake, the old marshal who had taken a nap opened his eyes and stretched in the sun. He turned around and saw the fat man doing nothing. He smiled and waved: "General Tian, ​​come here and chat with me."

"No time!" The fat man didn't even look back, and continued to stare at the list in the logistics officer's hand, his eyes glowing green.

Li Cunxin was startled, and then felt angry.

The officers on the side looked at each other and smiled.

The old marshal Li Cunxin has a high prestige, but his personality is actually a bit naughty and domineering. In the Chakna Military Department, when the old man was happy, he would often make people laugh and cry. When he was angry, he would slam the table and curse his own son without even saying a few words. He had seen many shameless people in front of him, and this fat Major General Le Lei was the first to be so disrespectful to him that he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Everyone saw that the old man's face was wrong, and they were about to turn away and pretend not to hear anything, when they heard Milan, who was inspecting the mecha in the distance, shouting: "Fat man, come here!"

Everyone's eyes were dazzled, and they saw a bolt of lightning strike, and the fat man had already jumped over with a quick step. He kept saying diligently: "Coming, coming."

With a buzzing sound, the originally silent command post became busy again. The officers who were staring at him were walking around, talking, or typing on the computer keyboard. They glanced at Li Cunxin again. The old man leaned his back on the chair depressedly and closed his eyes. eyes. No matter how you look at it, there are a few blue veins twitching on that forehead.

"Marshal Li called you just now?" Seeing the fat man running in front of him, Milan closed the leg cover of the mecha. While wiping off the oil on his hands with a special cleaning towel, he stood on tiptoe and probed from the fat man's shoulder towards the lake. Bian took a look.

"No!" The fat man's eyes widened.

"Oh," Milan held the fat man's hand and said happily: "After the work is done, come with me for a walk."

"Take a walk?!" The fat man blinked, his nose suddenly sore and tears streaming down his face: "I know a good place... It's beautiful, quiet, and absolutely no one."

"No one? It doesn't matter if there is no one when you are walking..." Milan was startled, then blushed on his face. He gritted his teeth and pushed the fat man: "... Damn it, fat man, why don't you take me there? If the scenery is not good, let's see how I deal with you. !”

The fat man has 3.65 million pores all over his body and is so beautiful. Pulling Milan onto the mecha. Just hearing the roar of the engine, the mecha stretched out its limbs, stood up and ran towards a large mountain to the west.

Looking outside the cockpit, the surprised expressions of the officers flashed past his eyes. He smelled the familiar smell of Fatty, and the past scenes of getting tired of being together with Fatty came to mind again. Milan only felt that his whole body was hot and weak... This damn Fatty , there are so many tricks...

Under the control of Fatty, the mecha climbed over a mountain ridge, passed through a small forest, and then climbed up the steep cliff. The mecha's suspension system rippled gently like waves, without any bumps at all.

A few minutes later, the mecha stood on a hilltop.

Holding the fat man's arm, Milan looked down the mountain dreamily.

It was a small valley basin, with an area of ​​only one or two square kilometers. The surrounding hills were completely shielding the small basin. Stretching down from the top of the mountain is a circle of dense woods, and in the center of the woods is a beautiful lake as flat as a mirror. The bottom of the lake is light blue, and a few dead trees covered with green moss lie quietly at the bottom of the lake.

The blue sky, white clouds, and the green shadows of the surrounding woods are reflected on the clear and calm lake, making it a picturesque scene.

The mecha jumped down the hill, walked through the quiet jungle, and came to the lake.

The two of them held hands and stood by the lake, breathing the slightly cold air of early winter in the northern hemisphere of Canglang Star. For a moment, they just felt peaceful, peaceful, and relaxed.

"Want to take a bath?" The fat man gently hugged Milan's slender waist, and ran his hands along the seam of the waist, caressing the smooth and tender skin like silk and satin, feeling the elasticity of the small waist. .

Milan leaned softly against the fat man and glanced at him with blushing cheeks: "The water is very cold now..."

"There is a place where it's not cold..." The fat man proudly kissed Milan on the face. He discovered this place when he returned from a sneak attack last time. He had already made up his mind to bring Milan here to survey the surrounding area. Naturally inquire carefully. This inquiry really made him discover something different.

"Follow me." The fat man held Milan's hand and walked around the small lake for less than two minutes, walking along the shore of the lake that meandered into the jungle. We came to the edge of a small pool connected to the lake.

Before the fat man could speak, Milan cheered. The surrounding jungle is silent, under the big trees. It is covered with a thick layer of yellow or red fallen leaves, and dense water vapor fills the sky above the small pool, like milk-like white mist.

spa! Milan excitedly hugged the fat man and kissed him hard. He ran to the small pool like a deer and tried to put his hand into the thick foggy water.

After all, it is a natural hot spring with extremely high temperature. It is a pool of water connected to the big lake, but it is very comfortable. The warmth of the lake water wrapped around her fingers, making Milan want to immerse her body in the water right away. .

Women can't resist beautiful scenery and warm water. During these more than twenty days of escaping, let alone soaking in hot springs, even taking a bath in the transport mecha was a luxury. It wasn't until they broke through the hot spring town that Milan took a refreshing bath.

Milan felt weak all over when he thought of how embarrassed he looked when he thought of the fat man when he took a shower last time.

Now, this damn fat man was standing behind him. His lustful eyes never left his waist and hips.

"Turn around, don't look!" Milan bit her lip and stared at the fat man with full eyes.

"Okay, don't look!" The fat man simply turned around.

Knowing that this fat man must not keep his word, Milan felt nothing but warmth in his heart. This world, this jungle, this warm little pool. It's just me and him.

The slender hands as white as jade gently opened the zipper of the combat uniform, a beige one-piece cold-proof suit. Sliding down from the smooth shoulders, the cloud-like hair broke free from the restraints of the hairband and fell like a waterfall. The pink underwear and pants fell one after another on the white research clothes spread on the ground...

There was an inaudible melodious moan. Slender calves, smooth and elastic buttocks. The slender but strong waist gradually slid into the warm water.

The fat man turned around and looked at Milan.

The thick white fog slowly spread between the two of them, making their vision blurry.

"Aren't you coming?"

The charming and charming voice was like a fragrant, soft and ambiguous rattan, coming out of the mist and wrapping around the fat man's body like threads.

The fat man took off his clothes. Like a wild tiger, stepping into the pool.

The gauze covering the front slowly dissipated as the distance approached, and those bright and shy eyes became clearer and clearer. The pool water surges gently on the skin as the body moves forward. A spreading ripple rose, and a smooth body, like an octopus, wrapped around it.

The fat man put his hands around Milan's plump and elastic buttocks, squeezed them with a little force, and squeezed out a coquettish exclamation. Milan's slender legs were wrapped around the fat man's waist, and her trembling breasts rippled with the undulating water. All over. Every bit and every trace is extremely beautiful and seductive.

Milan hugged the fat man's neck and looked into his eyes shyly but boldly. His whole body was as soft as if he had no bones, and he said forcefully: "You damn thief, what are you going to do?!"

The corners of the fat man's mouth curved into a smile like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit. He was so fucking horny, who would do anything good!

You forced me to do this!

He lowered his head and kissed the woman's red lips. One hand gently held the soft mass on the water's surface, and his fingers brushed the raised bit of bright red...

In the jungle, the breeze blows, and the thick water vapor floats left and right on the water pool, gathering and dispersing... The sound of moaning and groaning like weeping, lingering, thick and thin in the fog, two The red and naked bodies were intertwined. After a moment, the slender jade body was turned over, and the plump and round buttocks under the waistline rippled rapidly in the violent impact, and the waves crashed on the shore...