Counterfeit Hero

Amidst the uproar, Fatty’s voice was very clear: "If we don’t move troops, the Imperial Army will launch a vigorous assault on Jialuo Mountain until achieving Kato’s strategic objectives! If we move troops, they will use the Jialuo Mountain Battlefield to slowly draw in and grind down the forces from other Federation defenses, then select the most suitable defense line to break through, achieving the same strategic goals!"

"All of this is due to us, because we’ve been watching Russell the Magician’s performance, constantly guessing how he manages to connect steel rings that are absolutely impossible to link together. The suddenly increased forces are a seamless ring, Jialuo Mountain and the surrounding defenses are two interlinked flawless rings, and our attention has been entirely drawn to his offensive at Jialuo Mountain, completely ignoring his hands. Actually, all we need is to pry open his hands, and we’ll find the gap where the forces are stealthily gathered through the counterattack route. It’s really a simple game!"

"He crafted the strategic data to perfection, even using the Mythical Army to mislead us. Without that symbol, I couldn’t have reached this conclusion. He clearly told us, kill me, or you die. I don’t know why Russell would do this, so this reverse conclusion might just be another part of his ring trap!"

After Fatty finished speaking, he sat down dejectedly. These conjectures were the only ones that could explain the current situation, but he still felt immense frustration. He couldn’t figure out how to break this setup. Facing a great general who could even influence your thoughts and emotions, a sense of helplessness surged within him.

"So?" Ann Lei looked at Tian Xingjian and asked softly, "How can we pry open this Magician’s hands and make his magic fail?"

"She’s talking to me..." Fatty’s young heart was simply filled with happiness. One sentence, two sentences, a hundred sentences, marriage, XX, having children, living a life, all sorts of chaotic thoughts rendered Fatty momentarily stunned. He stared blankly at Ann Lei’s slightly wrinkled little nose, and the lightning-like inspiration flashed through his mind again. Fatty almost exhausted all his mental effort to grasp this inspiration!

He had a peculiar expression before snapping back to reality, glanced at Ann Lei, and sheepishly avoided her clear eyes, saying: "Actually, it’s very simple, look here..." With the demeanor of foreseeing and strategizing, Fatty pointed to a spot on the right side of the Jialuo Mountain defensive line and said: "Since his symbol tells us to kill him, it means we have a way to turn defeat into victory. Maintain pressure on Jialuo Mountain and other defensive lines, and after the Federation decides whether to move troops or not, quickly attack the suitable targets. Then the Imperial Army’s assembly point must be here! Low Ridge Jungle! Just like the magician performing the ring trick, the gap of the steel ring he holds always needs to be between the index finger and thumb for easy insertion of other rings anytime."

Fatty glanced at Ann Lei again, swallowed, and thought: "If I hadn’t always wanted to bite your cute little nose since childhood, I wouldn’t have thought of this."

He marked several points on the map and said: "Only here, can hidden troops be kept out of sight despite the destruction of scouting instruments in the high-intensity electronic warfare. Furthermore, this location is the top vertex of the defensive lines at Jialuo Mountain Battlefield, Third Road, and Miyali Canyon. From here, an attack can reach any defense line within six hours. This is Russell’s hidden right hook."