Counterfeit Hero-Chapter 712 - 87 Battle to Fame_3

The impact of the battle in Puluo Town is extremely profound.

Especially for the newly established bandit army, this was a battle that united people's hearts.

All trepidation and doubt have disappeared. Now, this newly assembled group emanates a remarkable vitality and confidence.

"Attention!"

On the training ground, at Markovich's command, sixteen hundred Mecha warriors lined up in four phalanxes, standing solemnly in silence. Fatigue, looseness, numbness, and panic were long gone. Now, on these shirtless young men, one could only see glowing eyes, confidence, and vigor!

"First echelon! Twenty kilometers armed cross-country!" Markovich's face remained impassive.

Cosmo saluted, leading four hundred Mecha warriors who promptly ran to the edge of the field, quickly gearing up, with standard equipment weighing over thirty kilograms, and started running with large strides. The entire process was orderly and swift, without a single sigh or complaint.

"Second echelon, fifty obstacle alternations!" Markovich looked at Weiseler, standing at the forefront of the second echelon.

Weiseler saluted and led his warriors to the obstacle course. At his command, the first row of forty warriors unhesitatingly jumped into the mud pit and crawled forward. Ten seconds later, the second row also jumped in...

"Third echelon, shooting range, shooting training."

"Fourth echelon, three hundred push-ups! Three hundred weighted squats! Three hundred frog jumps!"

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Standing by the window, Fatty withdrew his gaze from the bustling training ground.

This was the daily training of the newly established Fourth Group of the bandit army. The Mech Knights from the two disbanded factions that were grouped together no longer needed to worry. From the intense gazes of the hundred and seventeen bandit army veterans conducting Mechanical Control training at the edge of the field, Fatty knew that it wouldn't be long before he had an elite army.

Four hundred and seventy Mechanical Warriors, eighty-six Mechanical Knights, twelve Mechanical Commanders, plus Weii Jianshan, the Mechanical God! Once they formed combat power, it would be terrifying.

In Leray, this was unimaginable!

With such a team, what would the Mythical Army even amount to!

Sitting in front of the central computer, Fatty opened the Free World trading channel. He stared blankly at the screen for a while, then dejectedly pressed his chubby face against the control panel, his eyelids drooping as he sighed: "Tiring!"

Now that he had people, what he lacked most was money and equipment!

Everyone thought that behind him, the Fei Alliance provided endless support, but no one knew that everything he had was obtained through trickery and deceit! These hundreds of Leray Warriors who had drifted into the Free World and those idly waiting pirates were all unloved outcasts.

Thinking about this, Fatty felt aggrieved. Tears welled up in his eyes.

When would such days come to an end!

Helen, idly wiping a cup, occasionally sneaked a glance at Fatty sitting at the computer in the living room. Watching Fatty lying silly on the control panel, Helen suddenly found herself feeling a bit heartache.

With her fair fingers, she gently rotated the glass cup with a cloth. Helen's long eyelashes drooped and trembled slightly. After a while, a blush spread across her cheeks. She bit her lip with her pearl-like teeth, and quickly grabbed a coffee cup from the shelf, busily grinding coffee beans.

When Helen brought the coffee into the living room, Fatty was standing idly in front of the mirror there, looking like a dejected koala, staring straight at his own bulging belly in the mirror, a dazed look that made one want to laugh.

Biting her lip, Helen walked over, placed the coffee on the table next to the computer, and finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Fatty, who had been in a daze, was startled by Helen's laughter. He quickly sat down in front of the computer, awkwardly saying: "Hehe, I didn't expect I would be so valuable..."

"Valuable?" Helen looked puzzled.

"Four billion Fei Yuan!" Fatty pointed at the computer, tears welling up in his eyes.

The Free Trade Network is one of the core components of the Free World. On this trading website that sells everything, as long as you have money, you can find anything you need. Naturally, buying lives is not uncommon on the Free Trade Network.

"Calculate how much my meat would be worth per pound!" Fatty, with red eyes, sighed as he fondly caressed his belly, weighing it in fascination.

"How could this be?" Helen murmured, worried about Fatty.

"My own meat money, let others take..." Fatty smacked his lips: "It doesn't feel quite right."

Afraid of kicking Fatty in a fit of anger, Helen turned and walked away, back to the kitchen to continue wiping her cup, suddenly feeling very gloomy. Those people, how could they be so bad. Lost the battle and paid to buy someone's life, are they even men!

Drinking coffee, getting back on track, Fatty pondered how he could not let the money fall into other people's hands. While continuing to search for information on the trading network.

The trading network is a huge closed network, independent of the human civilian information network. In mainstream society, this network is legislatively banned by the Supreme Joint Council. Therefore, many people, upon entering the Free World, the first thing they do is look at the trading network.

Here, it includes not only the trading information of Mars Free Port and every Freedom Dock on its channel and space stations, but also the trading information related to Mars in the other four major Freedom Channels. Bulk goods, small items, from payment to delivery, there is a complete trading system.

And among them, what attracted Fatty the most were the myriad inventions in the Free World.

Here gathered the best mechanics and mech knights from the civilians, countless genius scientists, evil scientists, mad scientists, perverts, and eccentric uncles carrying out unimaginable research. Each of their brains was abnormal.

And these people and their laboratories relied on the free trade network to obtain materials, information, manpower cooperation, and finally turn their results into money. In this network, which they depended on for survival, it was hard to imagine what you could find.

As Fatty browsed, the information on the computer scrolled page by page. Energy, raw materials, mechanical parts, electronic components, mechanical finished products, ships, food, clothes, furniture, construction materials, everything was available. The volume of trade was astonishing.

Fatty sighed inwardly because of the lack of resources. For thousands of years, relying on unique geographical environments, the Five Great Free Ports had instead developed extremely strong productivity. Scientific research transformation, material procurement, processing trade combined with smuggling, were the ways of survival in the Free World.

It was imaginable that with the depletion of resources and the continuation of human wars, losing sources of raw materials and the consuming power of mainstream human society, the Free World would have countless families ruined. And once this productivity was utilized, how powerful it would be!

Flipping through the supply and demand information of mechanical products, Fatty's eyes were caught by a type of Mecha part.

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