Counterfeit Hero

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name www.NovelMTL.com (the first letter of literature + org dot com, NovelMTL.com) to find the way home!

Milan, Mido and Nia are chatting outside the frontline headquarters building. Milan has sharp eyes and suddenly sees Tian Xingjian who came out of the building with her head down. She ran to the fat man and looked at the award order that grabbed the fat man. .

The face with a naughty expression was getting more and more annoying, and in the end couldn't help but cried out: "What's going on? Fatty, you still have one and a half years in prison! No, I told the teacher to go!"

The fat man's eyes lit up, right, did I have to stay in the laboratory for two years? Two guys with different purposes pull their legs and run, one in order to continue to do prestige and good fortune, the other just needs to save their lives. Only Meto and Nia looked at each other.

Boswell is annoyed! The frontline headquarters usually spends time on maintenance, and has lost much precious time. Now that I want to get rid of the fat people I have worked hard for, it is so easy? !

In the mind of the old man, the fat man is now at least half his disciples. Although the fat man is not competent for over-the-top research due to knowledge problems, the fat man's learning ability, comprehension ability and creativity are definitely the top level among the students the old man has seen, and his super practical ability is that the old man can be completely buried A great guarantee for research. Boswell believes that, in a few years, fat people can definitely become top experts in armor and weapons.

Moreover, this cute fat man is so obedient, as long as the old man's mantra "shoots" out, the fat man is immediately silent, and all the old man's commands are absolutely unconditionally executed.

"Where can such a good fat man tell me where to look?"

The temper of the old man protecting the calf has completely exploded!

Angrily Boswell broke into Bernadotte's office, and then the whole building heard the old man's roar! This roar lasted for an entire hour. Finally, Bernardo, who couldn't bear it, called the guards directly to put out the crazy clamoring old man.

Boswell rushed to the crown in anger!

"Fat, come with me!" The old man has lost his mind!

Returning to the underground laboratory, the old man transferred the identity of the fat man in the central computer, while using his authority to modify, he gritted his teeth and said: "What federal secret, fat! I now enroll you into the Garipalan military academy, directly become me Specially recruited graduate students who are tutored and promoted to be the second person in charge of the laboratory! All the mecha weapons in the laboratory will be taken as long as you want, and the confidentiality provisions are not useful to you! "

"Protecting these equipments is your first task! The Federal Science and Technology Confidentiality Regulations allow you to choose to retreat on the battlefield yourself!"

After modifying the identity of the fat man, the old man went on to say: "Now I will get you a list of equipment in the laboratory, you choose it yourself! As a graduate student of our college, you can choose to return to the college to continue your studies as long as you serve for one year. I will get you back again! "

Leaving a whole house of dumb people, the old man went straight into his laboratory.

The fat man simply loves this lovely old man, this is issued, and the equipment in the laboratory is free to choose! ! !

Milan pulled the fat man to her laboratory and pointed at the mecha made of biological two-state metal to the fat man: "Dead fat man, I will give you this." Milan's eyes were filled with light, a pair I'm afraid the world is not messy.

The fat man shook his head! Milan feels that he is going crazy, how can there be such a fat man in this world who does not know what to do? !

Seeing Milan ’s wrong look, the fat man quickly explained: “I definitely want this mech, but yours is so beautiful, it ’s a live target on the battlefield.”

Milan tilted his head and thought about it, agreeing with the fat man.

"Yeah, this No. 1 prototype was built according to the idea of ​​a high-level private mecha, and it is very different from the standard mecha. Then which mecha you are going to choose? The others are much worse than this one. what."

The fat man already knew what to do and smiled cheaply: "Isn't there any material for the No. 2 mecha in the materials room? I still have one month left to report to the army. I'm going to use these materials to make my own mecha . Hey. "

In the following month, the fat man mobilized everyone in the laboratory to invest in the development of the new mech. Each part was manufactured and processed according to the drawings drawn by the fat man, and the main body manufacturing and the final assembly work were The fat man does it himself.

Tian Xingjian imprisoned himself in Milan's exclusive laboratory. No one knows what this machine will look like when it is finally made, but everyone often hears the quarrel between the fat man and Milan in the laboratory. In the end, it is usually Milan Iron Blue Slammed out the door and scolded: "This idiot who spoils the material !!!"

The manufacture of the mecha has become a guessing game in which all the laboratories participate, and everyone is looking forward to the day when the mecha takes shape. Since the indicators and components of the No. 1 machine are very mature, this new machine is absolutely impossible to be worse than the No. 1 machine in terms of data. The biggest problem is what its initial form looks like.

Finally, the fat man announced the successful development of the mecha, and it was time to reveal the answer.

Looking at the way the fat man's eyes were shining, everyone was looking forward to it, but this expectation all turned into a disappointed sigh the moment the curtain covering the mech slipped.

The second generation Mecha Lebanese Warcraft III, six meters high, single soldier mecha, manufactured in 2030, has a 20-year service period, and this mecha is gradually being equipped with the army after 10 years. Eliminated, the main task of the few remaining Warcraft mechas in the army is to load and unload heavy objects. In the past thirty years, the standard mecha has developed to the seventh generation, and the gap between them is like a classic car and a flying car, which can not be compared at all.

The original form of this mecha was actually made into the Warcraft III, and it looks even more ruined than the Warcraft mecha that has been in service for more than thirty years, loading and unloading various ore materials every day.

Looking at this guy who seems to be falling down at any time, everyone is thinking: "This fat man's brain is flooded? So many cutting-edge scientific and technological achievements have gathered such a guy out?"

All eyes looked at Tian Xingjian, seemingly waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

Looking at the vicious eyes of everyone and Milan's ready to finally burst out, the fat man knew that if he didn't understand this time, he would have to be beaten to death if he didn't have to go to the front.

The fat man calmed everyone's emotions with a smile on his face, explaining: "I know that the reason for avoiding being a prominent target on the battlefield is definitely not enough. After all, the most ordinary should be the current sixth and seventh generation mechas However, as the second-generation mecha, it still plays a role today. Warcraft III hides a secret. It is the most reasonable humanoid mecha in the history of mecha design! "

The fat man's words caused an uproar. No matter how good the second-generation mecha is, it is only the second-generation mecha. With the continuous improvement of technology, how can the structure of the second-generation mecha be better than the seventh-generation mecha?

The fat man gave the answer to this statement: "Because of the advancement of mecha materials and the clear division of specialized mechas, the all-around mecha and the deformed mecha have completely fallen. Whether it requires speed, defense or attack power. All types of mechas are developing in their respective fields, but the fastest car is not the most heavily loaded vehicle. The reason is actually very simple. "

"That's right." Boswell came to this laboratory in Milan sometime. He affirmed Tian Xingjian's statement, and then said: "The Warcraft III mecha was designed by my teacher Dr. Hill. The concept at the time was completely different from the present, but in terms of the structure of the humanoid armor, Warcraft can indeed be said to be the top. As an assistant to Teacher Hill, I know the Warcraft data very well. This structure combines defense and speed. And strength is indeed the best choice for making humanoid mechas with biological two-state metals. "

The old man patted Tian Xingjian on the shoulder and smiled: "The work is very good."

Watching the fat man proud, Milan standing beside him kicked him hard.

For the little movements between the two disciples, Boswell turned a blind eye and said to the fat man who jumped straight with his feet: "Follow me to the laboratory, and I will prepare what you want."

Boswell spent several decades in this laboratory, and he is certainly the one who knows the most good things. The things that are prepared for fat people are also selected by fat people from a thick catalog.

Military boots that can increase the running speed, a protective suit that can simulate the surrounding environment and anti-biological radar, a more sensitive listener, a light knife used by the mech, a silent sniper rifle in the style of an antique M1 Garland rifle, one Mechanical maintenance automatic arm with more functions, an alloy dagger named "Blood Color".

These are for the fat man, and other laboratory research results are almost all on his new mecha, including the latest radar, the latest composite armor, the latest control system, the best super energy engine, Fire control systems, improved top-level energy guns, etc., and some strange devices are fat people's own trivial invention.

"Have a good job. Remember, you are my student. Whoever dares to bully you will hit you!" Boswell looked at the fat man who was almost armed to his teeth. He was a little uneasy and came up with a new type of energy compression. He handed it to him and said, "Put this on your mech too."

"Remember! Do not embarrass the laboratory!" The old man urged.

However, this requirement is more difficult for this fat man who is afraid of death and trivial and especially not embarrassed. The **** thought to himself: "What kind of shame?"

When the fat man walked out of the door of Boswell's exclusive laboratory, the old man gave the last warning

"In war, with the perfect equipment, no one can become almighty God."

*******************

There are still two days in a month, and the fat man must rush to the location of the army to report on the specified date. When approaching the transport ship, Milan gave her the shell gun to the fat man, and she was the only one to see her off. Meiduo and Niya had already gone to the No. 101 Flying Brigade, which was still stationed in New Rome, before the fat man. This was their original combat unit. After the review was passed, they were ordered to return directly to the team.

The transport ship took off and sat in a pile of supplies. The fat man had some complicated emotions about his future. He had been longing for a quiet life. He was finally thrown into the flames of flames. He did not know whether he could live to the end of the war. On that day, more than twenty escapes made him no longer the rookie who scared the urine pants. In addition to some resistance in nature, there was a trace of hope and excitement in the upcoming new battle. These completely opposite emotions made him at a loss.

The two warring parties on the Milok planet have formed a situation of confrontation between the east and the west. In order to **** the air power, the space fleets of the two sides have fought extremely fiercely in the vast universe. Fighting between land-based aviation forces in the atmosphere is also in full swing. The battle supporting role in this era, the battle between the army, is more brilliant than the deadly fight in the air!

In a modern war that is struggling for resources and at the expense of national strength, if the warring parties are in an even position, then in addition to peace, the war will inevitably evolve to another extreme, that is, endless killing. Such a war will definitely appear in the so-called meat grinder battlefield.

Now, all intelligence shows that there is only one place where this is most likely to happen, and that is Cato City on the Tropic of Cancer.

And all this, the fat man who has been out of the war for half a year did not know.

When the transport ship landed slowly, he was ready for the future.

"People hang in the sky and never die!"

Fat man's heroic dry cloud emerging from bachelor temperament

If you like a counterfeit hero, please collect it: (www.NovelMTL.com) The literature update of the counterfeit hero is the fastest.