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In times of war…

What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination? 

How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques? 

What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?

And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?

For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions? 

This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.


Geoffrey_

Counterfeit Hero

Chaos_

"They've broken through?" Fatty asked in disbelief, "Are you saying they actually broke through under these circumstances?"


Fatty murmured in astonishment, "Could it be that the saying about getting interrupted at the climax causing impotence is false?"


"Or that a last-minute pause makes one even stronger?"


"Or that a rapist seeing another rapist trying to steal his food will unleash more strength?"


"Damn it, I'll make sure he can't even get it done with his pants down! Tell everyone, grab your gear! Assemble!" Fatty stood up with a fierce determination, and strode towards the Mecha dock in the transport ship.


There, his beloved Logic, which he hadn't seen for a long time, awaited him.


And in the fighting arena, his beloved woman waited.


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The sound of fierce exchanges of fire grew closer to the fighting arena. Bonnie was busy directing the battle, while James seemed as calm as ever.


Volume 4, Chapter 36 I Surrender