Counterfeit Hero

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The sunset had completely submerged into the horizon of the city, and the sky quickly dimmed.

The electronic lights turn on automatically, and the iron rosewood desk and coffee-colored leather sofa exude a delicate luster under the soft light. The thick cashmere carpet at the feet is soft and solemn, and the study is serene and quiet.

The reporter was in a trance for a while.

When asked about Li Fo ’s death, he did not expect a definite answer.

No matter to him or to many historians, this legend is more like the secrets of wild history handed down in human history, but it is just some boring humanistic hearsays that have been erroneous.

When I asked this question casually, curiosity accounted for the majority, and there were some meanings for finalizing the absurd but widespread rumors.

However, he never dreamed that this turned out to be true.

It is difficult for a person to think about how to be alive and angry.

He was not Li Fo, without the paranoia and madness of the Nadmick dynasty, nor did he look at the faintly smiling Hastings on the fiery battleship, desperate in martyrdom.

Since William III announced his surrender, the war has actually ended. The following battles could not affect the overall situation at all, but it was just the stubborn resistance of some small nations in West Rio.

It took ten days from the outbreak of the Battle of Luderite on March 28 to the capture of William III on April 8. In these ten days, the entire war situation was like a tumbling train going from heaven to earth. Ten days ago, Xiyue aggressively had the momentum to dominate the world. Ten days later, the Fiji League successively wiped out the two main forces of West Covenant, one south and one north, and captured Sauber and William III to establish the victory.

Later generations called the dazzling ten days the ten days of victory.

The capture of William III, the death of Li Fo, is the last note of the final movement of that war, "Ten Days of Victory".

History is always dazzling. The dramaticness of the facts that people have dug up afterwards far exceeds drama, movies and the most absurd and imaginative novels.

The reporter originally thought that the heavy note was the fire and martyrdom of Li Fo's flagship, but he didn't expect that this note was so strange and low, like a long sigh.

"Without sacrifice, there is no victory."

When Li Fo and the officers of his group regarded the Hastings famous saying as a rule, and let countless blood and impulsive soldiers follow them on the road of no return, no one thought that this sentence would Be their last portrayal! Only this time, Li Fo became the victim who lured William III. The victory was attributed to Hastings and Tian Xingjian.

For a time, everything that happened in that era, all the characters came to the reporter's mind one by one.

Hastings, Tian Xingjian, Sauber, Lee Fo, Hamilton, Russell, McKinley, Flavio, William III, Nicholas V ...

They are either wise and quiet, or insidious and cunning, or of extraordinary wisdom, or of great talent, or of ambition, or loyalty, or perseverance. Everyone's face is so clear, so fresh.

It was a great era of war. An era that belongs to them.

No matter what their goals are, whether they represent justice, they left their voices, their footprints, their ideals, their blood, their joys and sorrows in that era.

Each of them is a musical note of that era. Their lives are completely burned for that era.

And with Li Fo's dramatic death, that vast era has been condensed into a stage play with a flamboyant set of dramatic scenes, and the curtain has come to an end.

All the grudges and grudges, and the sky-high gunfire, turned into a long sigh. Gradually away.

The reporter sighed and closed the notebook.

"Another cup of coffee?" Machia picked up the coffee pot and added another cup for the reporter.

"I have drank a lot. I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep tonight." The reporter smiled. But I thought, if I can't sleep at night, maybe it's not because of coffee. How lucky I am today is to have the opportunity to listen to Marshal Machia who experienced the war personally, and it can be so close to history.

"Last question." The reporter took the coffee and gazed at Machia's eyes.

"Oh?" The old man smoked a pipe and smiled. "You have a lot of problems. Are you ready to shake me clean once?"

"Of course!" The reporter laughed: "This is the only personal interview you have received in so many years. If I do not seize this opportunity, I am afraid that if I walk out of this door, I will be expelled from my boss who is waiting for me in the office. . "

"This is a big deal," the old man smiled and said seriously: "You ask, know everything."

"The last question is actually only two words ..." The reporter looked straight at the old man's eyes, a little nervously said: "Earth!"

Machia was smoking a pipe and was silent.

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March 28, 2064.

Starry sky, calm restored.

Everyone stared at the Sito flagship with a banditry armor all over him.

Around the flagship, hundreds of scarred West York warships were scattered. Some warships had their hatches broken, some warships had their tail thrusters destroyed, and some hulls had been completely destroyed, even the bridges had been lifted in half.

In the void, the wreckage of the Western Covenant Adjudicator floated everywhere. Two or three hours ago, these West Rio Super Mechas were still alive, but at this moment, they were in a desolate shape. In addition to the destruction of more than two thousand mechas, the remaining adjudicators have also been watching the bandit mecha fighters to release the mecha combat status, turn off the engine, and raise their hands to surrender.

To be honest, when twenty eschatology from the bandit army appeared behind the central command cluster of Sauber, there was no suspense in the battle.

Tens of thousands of fighter planes and more than 10,000 [random], if placed away from the fleet, may be just a live target shelled by the Sauber fleet, and even a little oily skin of the commanding group would like to hurt. However, when the fighters first roared and were involved in the NATO fleet, and the mech followed the board of the Naval battleships, the whole battle situation was completely one-sided slaughter.

All the stubborn Naval warships were destroyed mercilessly by the bandits. A whole armored division arbiter tried their best. It was not the tens of thousands of fighters and more than three armored divisions. opponent.

Observing the ship, the cheers had gradually stopped.

Harriman turned his head. Behind them, the arrogant Siyos lost their souls and looked pale. The middle-aged reporter who hit himself with a fist looked dull and muttered something in his mouth. And the female reporter was completely out of arrogance. The blood on his face faded completely, and two lines of tears rolled down his white lips.

Harriman looked back and looked at Berg and Ren Shang. The three passionate young men laughed, gave each other a hard blow, and hugged tightly together!

A shuttle flew out of the flagship of the West Atlantic Treaty, passing through the still-burning battleships, the wreckage of the starry sky, the flying bandit fighters and the countless devil-like mecha groups, and entered the [Hamilton].

When Sauber was escorted by two bandit officers and four heavily armed bandit soldiers, through the passage and into the room, the first thing he saw was Hess lying quietly on the bed Tins and Tian Xingjian sitting on the bedside.

"How many times have we met?" Looking at Sauber who was standing quietly at the door, Hastings did not ridicule this neatly dressed man, still slightly lifting his jaw. He smiled lightly and gestured with his eyes: "Please sit down."

Sauber stared at Hastings, then looked at the fat man carefully and walked to the chair beside the bed to sit down.

"Look at what? Not convinced?" Fatty man rolled his eyes and chirped in his heart. Only Hastings has such a good demeanor to invite this enemy of life and death to ask questions, if it is himself, he has waited for the **** mace!

"You won." Sauber sat down and said calmly, "Is there anything I need to tell me, or just the humiliation of the winner to the loser."

Hastings laughed. He nodded politely: "If we really win from our personal complaints. Thirty years ago, I defeated your father. Now, I have the last laugh in the battle with you. I don't want to It ’s hypocritical that I do n’t care, or say some kind of polite words similar to regret. For me, as long as I can defend my motherland, I should be happy. It has nothing to do with demeanor. ”

With that said, the old man seemed tired and paused a little before continuing: "However, for me and you the war is over. Your military talent is far better than mine. If you can calm down, maybe this War will be another ending. I can win not because my military accomplishments are better than you. But because I know that your desire for revenge is too strong and you need a vent. "

Catharsis ... Sauber chewed these three words silently for a long time, and slowly said: "It's a wonderful psychological tactic."

"Since the outbreak of war, you have made a stand-by gesture, letting me and your desire to fight far away. In that kind of invisible psychological battle, I can only wait calmly. Because I know that in the face of opponents like you There is a slight gap in his psychology, and he will suffer a fiasco. So, at that time, it was when I won the whole of West Rio. "

"Later, you challenged the Southeast Star Field as a battlefield. That was my last chance. I have to seize it anyway. At least until the Battle of the Double Star Corner Corridor, I still maintained my peak state, not subject to A little bit of external influence, be careful. "

"But I did not expect that the Battle of Double Stars ended in such a way. The wish seemed to be fulfilled, but there was no heartfelt feeling. Only tiredness and emptiness. My sharpness had disappeared. The wish that was completed suddenly, let Suddenly I lost my goal and the 30 years of careful self-discipline. "

Sauber said slowly, thinking while thinking. This kind of narrative that almost jumped out of the body and watched him suddenly made him understand everything before and after. He smiled bitterly: "And when I found out that I was unwittingly accounted for, I blinded my mind with anger, and now when I think about it, at that moment, I seem to be back thirty years ago."

He looked up at the ceiling, his eyes gloomy like fire, and his voice was full of bitterness: "A teenage child must always tell himself to be sensible and calm in the face of all humiliation. Wrap himself in mature Under the shell, lonely and difficult to advance to a goal that almost no one would believe he can achieve ... everything I experienced is not as exciting as the legend. "

"The seeds of failure have been planted as early as thirty years ago. The humiliation and anger that has been saved for thirty years but has been suppressed by hard work, once a hole is broken, it can no longer be stopped." Sauber bowed. Head, looking at the pale Hastings and the fat man with a thick face, a slight smile at the corner of the mouth: "I lost, I am convinced to take the oral. However, I will not feel humiliated. Because I am a person, you Two! "

Hastings smiled slightly. The fat man drooped his eyelids. Somewhat sad.

He knew that if Sauber was given another chance, he might not be able to defeat this guy who could dissect himself.

"It doesn't matter." Hastings said: "General Sorber, please come, of course not to humiliate you. There is only one problem, you need to consult you."

"Excuse me." Sauber said quietly.

"Before asking this question, I would like to ask first, is it not strange that General?" Hastings said with a smile: "Le Lei capital star, why are there only countless empty cities left."

Sauber's eyes narrowed slightly.

Hastings said slowly. "The reason is very simple, because the people of Capital Star have moved to the immigration star of the new space."

"New space ..." Sauber's pupil shrank suddenly, looking at the old man and the fat man in disbelief, "You ..."

"Yes! We discovered the new space jumping technology, which has been realized," the fat man pointed his nose at his nose. "I am the first person to complete the new space jumping technology."

As soon as these words came out, even with Sauber's calmness, he could no longer remain calm.

In response to the shocked eyes of Sauber, Hastings nodded and said, "Please come, just because we have a problem that has plagued us for a long time ..."

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The isolated castle is quiet.

The little girl lowered her head and looked at the little fart boy who put her head on her lap, chattering about his experience after he and the fat man left Mozic's spaceship.

She stretched out her white fingers and gently brushed the curly hair of the little fart.

At this moment, her appearance is no longer a little girl of eight or nine years old, but a girl with a shy face wearing a ponytail, wearing a white dress.

And the little fart boy lying on her lap is no longer a three- or four-year-old boy, but a curly-haired young man with a smirk around his mouth.

The girl looked at the youth. He listened with interest. Every cell in her body can feel the happiness of the youth. It seems that the youth's life has been fully integrated with her.

The girl can't remember what happened before. In memory, it seems that the guy just stayed in front of him and sneaked his face over to kiss her lips.

Then the whole world changed. When she was sober from the heavenly world and opened her eyes again, she knew that her life had entered a new stage.

Is this life? Why do you feel that the mother in the mouth of the young man, the bun and the fat man who spit on each other are completely different from what they knew before?

"Baby, my name is Adam, is your name Eve?"

"Um." The girl responded softly.

"That way, that guy should be God. When the fat man comes, we will go back to the earth to see him."

"Well."

"Do you still want to hear the story, I will tell you the story of the last time I killed the Quartet in [Man War]."

"Well."

"That day, I used the fat man number ..."

"Adam ..."

"Ok?"

"I ... want to watch a movie."

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A Feimeng fleet entered the galaxy.

When the spacecraft approaches the solar system and sees the earth. Everyone couldn't help but walk to the porthole. Watching the blue planet entangled in clouds

"This is the earth, the birthplace of human civilization." Machia looked at the planet and said to Fujii with emotion.

An Lei took the fat man's hand and leaned his cheek gently on his arm. Leaning his head, he looked at a little girl who was eight or nine years old, and was cleverly led by a little **** boy who looked only four years old. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Merchant cargo ships on the fairway, mercenary fleets, and sporadic pirates have all avoided this huge fleet.

Since the exhaustion of the earth ’s resources thousands of years ago, it has become a land of exile just like the planets of Mars, God, and Odin. It is a paradise for pirates, smugglers and explorers.

Mars, Jesus, God and Odin were all later names, named after gods. The earth, in the five free channels, is called the domain of God.

"God ....." The fat man felt a little trance when he thought of the little fart boy.

Who would have thought that on this planet almost forgotten by humans, there really is a God.

The spaceship landed.

The convoy carrying Hastings, Sauber, Fatty, and a group of Filipino generals who followed, escorted by bandits, mechs, and soldiers, along the highway, drove into a quiet valley and stopped in a In front of an old building in an abandoned base.

The yellow building's outer wall was mottled and covered with ivy.

Walking into the door, riding a suspended elevator deep into the ground, a huge automatic door appeared in front of us. The little girl opened the automatic door. It seems to have long known that everyone will come. The fat man and others have just entered the gate, and with a sigh, they rang in everyone's ears.

"Four thousand years ..."

In the dimly lit hall, the lights illuminate one by one, and a huge central computer and countless instruments appear in front of everyone.

The sound came from the central computer, echoed in the hall, vicissitudes and heavy.

The fat man led the little fart boy two steps forward, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the huge central computer. Can't help feeling heavy.

The truth of the matter has been known since he received the little farts and little girls in the no man's land. Among all people, no one knows the causes and consequences better than him.

He knows that here is the author of the sailing diary he spent when he met the little fart boy, and the science laboratory where the ship captain Chen Xiuqi originally belonged!

This laboratory is not only the birthplace of little girls, little kids, and this central computer that also has an artificial intelligence. It is the starting point for human civilization to enter a new era. At the same time, it is the truth behind all secrets.

No one knows that human civilization should have entered a new era thousands of years ago.

It is a pity that a tragedy has caused human civilization to be nearly destroyed!

History is always created by little people.

Among these little men, a company commander of the Vibos committed an unforgivable crime.

At that time, it was a dark period when war broke out between the immigration alliance led by the Weibo people and the Earth Federation. Chen Xiuqi's spaceship, with a little ass, began a journey of free evolution. However, just as he was about to return, he was hunted down by the Vibo Fleet. Eventually, the spacecraft broke into the one-way jump point, after many hardships, and finally crashed into Mozic.

Chen Xiuqi spent his life alone. Hundreds of years later, humans discovered Mozic and began to record the first immigration.

At that time, Chen Xiuqi didn't know that when he and the spacecraft disappeared, his tutor, that is, Professor Li, who installed countless messy things including a films for the little fart boy, did not stop the artificial intelligence research.

A year later, one of the founders of the Illuminati, with a pair of black-framed glasses, a messy hair, and a chubby professor, had begun fourteen artificial intelligence natural evolution processes at the same time.

These fourteen artificial intelligences are designed in accordance with the first seven artificial intelligence schemes including the little ass.

Of the fourteen plans, twelve failed.

The first to succeed in evolution was the artificial intelligence called "assistant" by the professor, which is the central computer in front of him. And the second evolutionary success is the little girl.

However, the evolution of assistants is not thorough. Once his core program leaves the central computer, it will be infected with a virus and crash. Moreover, there was a three-year gap between the assistant and the little girl.

While Professor Li waited for the little girl with his most perfect plan to appear, the assistant had been living with Professor Li. They carried out scientific research together, bragging and farting together, playing chess together, also playing badly, and quarreling with each other.

It is appropriate to describe the relationship between Professor Li and his assistant with empathy.

In the third year, after waiting hard, the little girl finally showed signs of evolution.

This was originally the most perfect plan in Professor Li's mind. One can imagine how surprised Professor Li was when he discovered that the little girl had evolved. He has even prepared materials to create a body for the little girl.

However, at this time, the Weibo army had attacked the earth.

On that day, I just bought a pair of cute little red leather boots from the town outside the base. Like a child, I returned to the base excitedly, preparing to start creating a bionic shape for the little girl. As soon as I returned to the base, the base encountered The Vibo Army's attack.

Soldiers at the base were killed. Residents of the town and family members of soldiers in the base's living area were all slaughtered. When an armored force under the command of a commander of Weibo headed into the institute and started to the researchers, Professor Li was in front of him.

"You are committing crimes against the entire human race!" Professor Li looked directly at Captain Weibo. Try to protect the laboratory.

"Kill him." The company commander Weibo walked past Professor Li without even looking at him. His interest was all attracted by the precious metal materials in the laboratory building and the soldiers who had turned over the dormitory from the people who were killed.

Professor Li fell into the pool of blood.

His blood, in front of the laboratory, was left in a large pool, bright red.

Dr. Wei did not know that when they were happily looted and slaughtered, this middle-aged man used his brain-based thinking sensor to develop a tearful central computer deep in the ground, leaving his last words.

"Don't cry, the little girl woke up and told her that I helped her buy a pair of beautiful little red leather boots ..."

This is the last sentence of the scientist who has no power and has made outstanding contributions to human civilization.

After Professor Li's death, an angry assistant started his revenge on humans.

He became the president of the Illuminati, leading human interstellar jumping technology astray. His figure appeared in every war.

He gave advanced weapon technology to people with ambitions and to their opponents. Many scientists, including Professor Boswell ’s ancestor Casper, have received his guidance.

His figure appeared in every war. The war of independence, the war of race, and this quaint war. Pushing the war step by step consumes resources and allows humans to kill each other in this cage.

When the fat man slowly said everything, everyone present was stunned.

"Why?" The fat man looked up at the shining central computer. "Actually, with your ability, you can completely exterminate human beings for thousands of years."

The assistant was silent. no answer. For a long time, the indicator lights of the central computer began to turn off one by one.

The little girl rushed over and hugged her assistant tightly.

"Those three years were the happiest days of my 4,000-year-old life."

This voice echoed in the hall for a long time.

When the last lamp was completely extinguished, everyone stood aloof and mixed feelings.

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When the old man's story stopped, the reporter's mood was as heavy as the lead.

After the end of the war, the discovery of new space technology has allowed humanity to move towards a wider universe, and the emergence of artificial intelligence Adam and Eve has made economic and technological developments even faster. The world is no longer what it was.

People think that the end of the war 40 years ago and the emergence of new spaces and artificial intelligence have opened a new era of exploration.

But who will know that because of a tragedy, this era has been delayed for more than 4,000 years.

War is a cancer of human civilization.

This sentence, as it sounds at the moment, gives people a sad taste.

Who are you complaining about?

The assistant, or the human itself?

If at first ...

The reporter shook his head. History will not have if. What happens is not destined to be changed.

The only thing humans can control is the future.

After the war era, humanity has ushered in a greater era of exploration. Countless scientists and adventurers drove the spaceship and sailed farther into the stars. Everyone firmly believes that one day, human beings can meet the race of wisdom in this lonely universe and end the days of cosmic orphans.

After saying goodbye to the already tired old man, the reporter walked to the door and suddenly turned back.

"I heard that Field Marshal Tian Xingjian was wanted for bigamy?" The young reporter asked with a smile: "If a bigamy sentence is to be sentenced to ten years, wouldn't the Field Marshal have to stay in a lifetime?"

Reminiscing the stubborn guy, Machia also laughed.

"Who dares to catch him is just a gesture of the government." The old man shook his head and said: "When the guy went to the street to buy food and saw the wanted order, he happily lifted it down and posted it to his door."

The reporter laughed for a while.

"However," the old man blinked mischievously at the reporter when he sent the reporter out: "It's not a good thing if there are too many wives. The guy's life is also about to go to jail."

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In a certain year, in a certain month, in a certain day.

The fat man climbed up muddy from the ground, lit a cigarette, and gasped at a little guy who was almost a replica of his childhood: "Son, play again in a while, Dad can't do it. Take a breath."

"How can a man say no?" The six- or seven-year-old fat man looked disdainful.

The fat man fell down on the grass in the garden, looking at the sky with no interest.

"Fat," the little fat man put his head down on the fat man's stomach: "If not both the classmates and the teacher said, I wouldn't believe you were a hero before."

Fat man's sullen face.

"Bah, who the **** wants to be a hero, who is the bastard!"

"Neither do I want to be a hero."

"why?"

"I'm afraid of dying. If you get caught and forced to make a confession, you will definitely do anything. Even you have to run a few moms' rooms at night."

"Little bastard, dare you!"

"Hey, fat man, you're brave, dare to threaten me, believe it or not, and cry now."

"Okay, little ancestor, I was wrong."

a long time..........

"Fat man, who do you admire the most in this life? My mother said, is it grandpa?"

"Well, your grandfather counts one."

"Why? Grandpa is not a hero."

"Son, not everyone in this world is a hero, but in everyone's heart, there is a hero. In my eyes, your mother and grandmother, your grandfather is a hero."

"Oh ... Grandpa counts, who else?"

The fat man stared at the sky, and in front of him came backs of Hamilton, Brown, Snyder and thousands of assault fighters.

"There are many people. Many many."

(End of the book)

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. Four years, finally finished. For a time, mixed feelings. Let me talk about it in a few days.

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