Counterfeit Hero
Chapter 163: Volume 3, - 49: Despicable and Shameless = Excellent [11 Votes for Monthly Ticket]_2

Chapter 163: Volume 3, Chapter 49: Despicable and Shameless = Excellent [11 Votes for Monthly Ticket]_2

"Preserve yourself, strike the enemy! These eight words, the most basic rule: obey orders. Fight when needed, run when not. War isn’t a one-day affair." Seeing that time was almost up, the Fatty, who came to make an acquaintance and ended up annoying everyone, stood up to leave.

As the three guides escorted him across the field, they saw a neat formation of Freedom Fighters.

Back at the dorm, Fatty took a shower and turned on the TV. Gazalin’s news agencies were under Royal control. Although this country wasn’t exactly a dictatorship, it had strict power concentration. Essentially, the concept of press freedom was unworkable here. The News Management Bureau conducted strict reviews of news, especially those involving the Royal family’s image and political direction. Sometimes, one had to admit that news control had a significant stabilizing effect.

Currently, the news was broadcasting the battle status in the Galileo Star System. The news commentator, under the host’s guidance, was spitting out words: "... The Gazalin Empire Army is achieving continuous victories, the corrupt and fallen Federation is absolutely no match for the Gazalin Iron Blood Warriors. They will soon be driven out of the Galileo Star System. The great Gazalin Royal Family and the just Gazalin people will ultimately achieve brilliant victory."

Fatty watched the battle footage in the news, laughing at the commentator’s righteous indignation. As one of the people who understood this war the best, Fatty was very familiar with the situation on both sides. Currently, the ones gritting their teeth to endure should be the Gazalin Empire. Their logistics and troops were already struggling under the growing power of the Federation. Watching the lies in the news, Fatty thought that sometimes news could be a wonderful form of entertainment. If these things were recorded and compared after the war, many people might laugh their teeth out.

Fatty was drying his hair with a towel while wearing only underpants when suddenly there was a knock on the door. This scoundrel had no awareness of being a civilized person, watching TV while opening the door. He turned his head to look and foolishly asked, "What’s up?" Standing at the door was the pretty receptionist.

Christina seriously looked at the Fatty who was only wearing underpants and not embarrassed at all. Until Fatty became a bit impatient, Christina finally confirmed that this guy had no sense of shame. She smiled gently, "Mr. Zhang, the technical department invites you over for a discussion regarding a problem."

"Oh..." Fatty nodded, "I’ll go right away." Christina smiled slightly, nodded, and turned to leave. As Fatty was about to go inside, he suddenly remembered something and shouted to Christina, "Hey, wait a moment, I can’t find the way to the technical department."

Christina looked back, somewhat exasperated, at the Fatty standing in the hallway, jumping up and down half-naked. She nodded and stood silently, her smile seemingly becoming rigid.

Watching Fatty sprint back to his room, it only took a few seconds for Christina to realize that coming to find this guy herself was a complete mistake.

Fatty bit his trousers while dressing and closing the door. His bare legs exposed, he wore dress shoes. He dressed and hopped towards Christina while putting on his trousers. When he reached her, he finally pulled up his trousers and fastened his belt. With a simple yet bright smile, he said to Christina, "Alright, let’s go. You seem a bit pale, are you sick?"

After bringing Fatty to the technical department, Christina turned and entered the observation room at the top of the technical research room through a small door.

Leaning against the door, massaging her stiff face, Christina was amused. This mechanic named Zhang Yuan was the first person to nearly drive her crazy. His behavior was like a typical ruffian, sex maniac, and exhibitionist, but his innocent look seemed to tell her that he was a rough-hewn gem, completely unaware of conventional manners, and his actions were surely unintentional and innocent.

"A ruffian can play dumb, a beauty can be a noble steed. Giddy up... Hah!" The simple-minded scoundrel grinned as he walked into the technical department.

The technical department was a huge circular room with two workbenches and eight repair stations in total. Like a giant circular pit, the repair stations had Mecha hung on transport hooks, awaiting troubleshooting. These Mecha were sent to the technical department due to complex issues. When Fatty entered, the six moving workbenches on the 2A repair station at the second workbench were packed with mechanics from the department, fervently discussing something.

Seeing Tian Xingjian enter, the department head Dell waved at him, "Zhang, come here."

Fatty walked to the workbench. Before stepping onto the stairway leading to the workbenches on the mechanical arm, he took a look inside the repair station and gasped. The Mecha hanging on the transport hook was an advanced Military Mecha Vajra. Fatty nonchalantly approached the workbench, but his heart was in turmoil: "How did the Mythical Army’s special Mecha end up here?"

Reaching the workbench, Fatty asked Dell in confusion, "What model of Mecha is this? I’ve never seen it before." Dell smiled wryly, "It’s not just you; none of us have seen it. It’s a special model Military Mecha." Fatty was startled and quickly said, "I better not mess with such classified things. I might have to file a report before even going shopping next time." He turned to leave.

Dell grabbed him with a smile, "Don’t worry, it’s not the first time we’ve received Military Mecha here. Holy Knight Company is not an ordinary repair company." He continued proudly, "If we can identify the problem, the Military Department will offer substantial rewards."

Fatty instinctively looked at the work computer and noticed it was blank. Showing a puzzled look, Dell couldn’t help but laugh, "This Mecha can’t have any records." Seeing Fatty’s enlightened expression, Dell continued, "The Military Department sent this Mecha here for free modification. Not just us, two other civilian repair companies also received this type."

"Free modifications?" Fatty asked curiously, "Shouldn’t the Military Mecha have specialized development departments? Why send it here? Aren’t they afraid of leaks?" Dell laughed, "You think? This Mecha, though special, has had its confidentiality level dropped from S to C. The development department is busy creating newer models, they don’t have time. We have handled C-level and even A-level Mecha. This Mecha has been captured by the enemy, no longer holds confidentiality value. Sending it to us is to enhance its performance through our modification experience. It’s one of the candidate models for the Empire’s new generation of standard Mecha."

Fatty understood that this Mecha, originally tailored for the Mythical Army, was now being phased out due to performance and confidentiality reasons. Unexpectedly, the capture of two Vajra units led to a new Mecha generation’s development. However, Vajra was still an excellent Mecha. Its elimination meant the Mythical Army possessed even more advanced Mecha. Vajra was in limited use, most of their equipment was the lower-level Demon Tiger.

Delegating performance enhancement tasks to civilian repair companies indicated two things: First, the Gazalin Empire’s technological and Mecha expertise were far below the Federation, now critically deficient. Second, this Holy Knight Company, as Russell’s intelligence suggested, wasn’t simple. It was one of the private Mecha repair enterprises closest to the Gazalin Empire’s core.

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