Counterfeit Hero Chapter 30: Amended - 30 The True Enemy, The Real Contest

Under Torick's lead, the Federation chas quickly disengaged from the enemy, though it cost them two comrades. However, they did not give the [Demon Tigers] any chance for close contact afterwards.

The so-called cha Hunter, often described as the most despicable, shaless, cunning, and unscrupulous, was trembling.

"Damn, we've t experts this ti!"

Seeing the movents of these [Demon Tigers], Tian Xingjian was sure that these soldiers from the Mythical Army were at least ten tis more dangerous than ordinary Special Soldiers. Their cha operation skills were extraordinarily refined and ferocious, honed through life-and-death combat on the battlefield, and aid solely at killing, exuding a chilling murderous aura. Ordinary chas couldn't compare in terms of speed and strength when these [Demon Tigers] closed in. In the midst of gunfire and artillery, they relied purely on maneuvering to dodge long-range attacks, a level of training that even the Federation Special Soldier training program had never considered. No wonder legends said that Energy Cannons and missiles were ineffective against these chas. If not for tricking them initially and having [Antenna] disable their chanical Computers, forcing them to manually control their chas, the outco would have been uncertain.

Originally confident in his skills after six months of harsh training in the gravity room, Tian Xingjian now felt only half as confident after witnessing the combat of these ordinary Mythical Army [Demon Tigers].

This remaining confidence stemd from Tian Xingjian's unique combat techniques. His skills had helped him repeatedly defeat powerful enemies in the war simulation network. During training in the gravity room, his speed greatly improved, leading him to believe that he could outpace even the [Demon Tigers] due to his naturally quick hands.

However, his own cha combat had a major flaw compared to the enemy: he hadn't undergone the trials of blood and fire. The calmness, precision, and accurate judgnt needed in life-and-death battles under gunfire usually require countless battles to develop. He was essentially a novice who had fought only a few tis in the war simulation network.

"Damn it, don't think about it! I'm fighting with all I've got today, whether horizontally or vertically. If I die, I'll just sleep; if I kill one, it's worth it. If I kill two, it's a profit." Tian Xingjian began to imagine himself as a ruthless villain, being cruel to both enemies and himself.

During recent battles, he noticed an inexplicable part of his nature. Normally timid, he would dodge danger whenever possible. But when he couldn't, he would turn reckless, becoming more excited the more intense and dangerous the battle beca, almost hysterical like a stimulated madman, with thoughts only of killing. He felt like he didn't fear anything, breaking rules and going all out, even suspecting he might have a split personality.

A minor stimulus could drive him mad. During warti, it might be okay, but if stimulated into madness in peaceti, he might kill a few people, leading to severe consequences.

The schizophrenic Fatty slowly maneuvered his cha towards the [Demon Tiger] in front of him. Torick's cover allowed him to slip in easily, while continuous gunfire blocked the four [Demon Tigers]' assault directions, forcing them to dodge and look for opportunities, completely unaware of the stealthy presence of the disguised [Demon Tiger].

Tian Xingjian's target was deliberately controlled by the Energy Cannon. The soldiers of the Special Recon Unit paid special attention to this [Demon Tiger], pushing it back anyti it advanced slightly. anwhile, the other three [Demon Tigers] unknowingly distanced themselves from it.

The opportunity arrived! When the trailing [Demon Tiger] was forced back by gunfire once more, [Logic], who had been hiding nearby, silently appeared at its side. The prey had no ti to react, thinking it was a companion, albeit puzzled by the unconventional movent. Due to communication system interference, he couldn't verify this [Demon Tiger]'s identity. These thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, too quickly to ponder further. As he was thinking, this companion used its claw to dismantle his cha's power system.

"This isn't our cha! How is that possible?!" The [Demon Tiger] pilot was furious and terrified, unable to comprehend how his cha's power system was so easily destroyed by the disguised [Demon Tiger]. Could it be that the Mythical Army's exclusive chas had been compromised?

The [Demon Tiger] soldier felt extrely wronged, both resentful and helpless. Watching the despicable disguised [Demon Tiger] sneak towards other companions like a weasel stealing chickens, his rage caused him to faint.

After taking down the first [Demon Tiger], Fatty was excited. He hadn't seen this type of cha before, but [Logic]'s scans analyzed all the data thoroughly, enabling cha expert Tian Xingjian to deduce the structure from the blueprints and data. Knowing the structure allowed [Logic]'s special chanical arms to dismantle any cha quickly.

An ambush doesn't necessarily require weapons. An Energy Cannon ambush might kill one but would expose oneself due to the cannon's sound and the cha's explosion. Moreover, these chas were useful; acquiring a complete cha was part of the combat plan. Given the excellent opportunity, not procuring one to enhance strength would be a cri.

Silently, Tian Xingjian used his cha's hind legs to push the extrely aggrieved cha into a crater. The [Demon Tiger] cha Soldier, who had just awakened from fainting, passed out again, feeling as if he had been turned into a chicken by the weasel-like stealing disguise.

[Logic] filled the position of this [Demon Tiger], jumping around, striving to play the role.

Under the fire cover of the Federation chas, Tian Xingjian quickly approached another nearby cha. As firepower was more concentrated, Federation chas found defense easier, while the remaining three [Demon Tigers] felt increased pressure, with more intense incoming gunfire and less room for maneuvering. They focused entirely on cha control, struggling to dodge the gunfire, their hands almost cramping, leaving no attention for other matters, let alone noticing their companion had been kicked into a crater by a despicable character.

The second cha couldn't escape the sa fate. After losing its power system, it was pushed into a crater by the experienced weasel Tian Xingjian.

The overall situation was decided, and there was no suspense in dealing with the remaining two [Demon Tigers].

Fatty was very pleased, almost effortlessly taking down two Mythical chas. At this mont, he even found his initial caution laughable. This complacency made him let his guard down for a split second. Unbeknownst to him, as he prepared to launch the final attack, the [Demon Tiger] leader had already spotted him. Despite the heavy gunfire, the [Demon Tiger] pounced fiercely, its body on the ground bursting with imnse power. It advanced rapidly and appeared before Tian Xingjian in an instant. With a sharp sound, the [Demon Tiger]'s claws deeply embedded into the back of [Logic].

Tian Xingjian quickly turned around. The cha rolled forward along with the [Demon Tiger]'s claws. The back of [Logic] was where the external simulated armor was mounted, and its hardness was not like that of biological dual state tal. In such close combat, the energy shield was completely useless. A deep claw mark appeared on its back as [Logic] rolled. Though the wound was not fatal, it was enough to give Tian Xingjian a fright. If he were piloting an ordinary cha, the force of that claw would have been enough to destroy the cha's action system.

Tian Xingjian broke free from the [Demon Tiger]'s claws. His left hand yanked the joystick, while his right hand flew over the keyboard. [Logic] quickly responded, its rear legs kicked hard, and it shot forward. However, the [Demon Tiger]'s movents were not slow. Almost simultaneously, this cha stuck to [Logic] again.

The two battling [Demon Tigers], one real and one fake, were like true kings of the jungle fighting to the death, raising clouds of dust with their roars.

"Can't shake it off!"

Cold sweat abruptly broke out over Tian Xingjian. This [Demon Tiger] was far stronger than he had imagined.

[Logic]'s speed increased to its limit with an ergency stop and change of direction. The violent manoeuvring made Tian Xingjian dizzy. The [Demon Tiger] did not give up the chase. Having much more combat experience than Tian Xingjian, the squad leader anticipated [Logic]'s move before it happened.

Too inexperienced, a cold smile appeared at the squad leader's mouth. This cha didn't even perform a feint; such a direct change in direction could be easily judged by any soldier of the Mythical Army. The [Demon Tiger] kicked its rear foot, launching its claws, almost catching the back of the disguised [Demon Tiger].

It was still impossible to shake off. Tian Xingjian could almost feel the piercing sharpness of the [Demon Tiger]'s claws. Both his hands beca a blur, changing the joystick's position twelve tis in an instant. His speed increased from ten to fourteen movents per second. His right hand rapidly issued commands to over a dozen parts of the cha through the keyboard. Every joint's power adjustnts were precise to the extre.

[Logic]'s tail suddenly whipped the [Demon Tiger]'s head, its body slid to the right in a drift-like motion, avoiding the [Demon Tiger]'s sharp claws. Imdiately, the power was transmitted perfectly to [Logic]'s hind legs, and the cha moved laterally in a peculiar drifting motion. The booster placed by Tian Xingjian at the cha's rear suddenly activated, propelling the cha forward to the left with a "whoosh".

The [Demon Tiger] could no longer stop its forward montum. Helplessly, it watched as the slippery disguised [Demon Tiger] escaped its control with an incredible maneuver. Without any feints, relying solely on the cha's performance and the pilot's skills, the squad leader of the Mythical Team felt disheartened. Like a cheetah that lost its prey after a 300-ter sprint, he suddenly felt exhausted. His cha fell to the ground due to inertia, unable to rise again. The scanning sensor on the cha's head shattered by the disguised [Demon Tiger]'s hard chanical tail, and the already damaged control system was completely paralyzed.

Defeated, in less than half an hour. A squad of Mythical chas was defeated by an ambush of an equal number of Federation chas. Although the soldiers of the Federation cha were considered unworthy by the Mythical Army, this planned ambush led the arrogant [Demon Tiger] squad step by step into the trap.

The other [Demon Tiger] could not escape either. Federation chas had already surrounded it. [Anger]'s fierce firepower obliterated this cha's ability to resist, breaking its foreclaws.

Four destroyed, six disabled, the Mythical Army faced an unprecedented defeat.

The Federation cha Soldiers cautiously surrounded them, opening the hatches of those disabled [Demon Tiger] chas. All the Imperial cha Soldiers inside had chosen to commit suicide; shoving their personal handguns into their mouths and pulling the trigger. Bone fragnts, mixed with blood and brain matter, splattered across the whole cockpit. All six chas were the sa, without exception. There were no other thods of suicide, and no one surrendered.

One Mythical Soldier had not yet committed suicide when the hatch opened. He only held the gun in his mouth. Upon the hatch's opening, he gave the wary Federation soldiers a peculiar smile before pulling the trigger.

Tian Xingjian retrieved a handbook of the Mythical Army from the squad leader's pocket.

On the first page, Rule number one: Defeat is death.

A chill crept up Tian Xingjian's back. These Mythical Army soldiers were ruthless to themselves as much as to their enemies. They never compromised, much less surrendered. One failure ant the loss of life. They would resolutely and cruelly kill themselves. These pursuers were comparable only to a platoon of Federation cha soldiers. This special force, structured as a division, was a formidable monster. Tian Xingjian hesitated to imagine further. Such enemies were the real threat.

On future expeditions, how many such enemies would there be?