I Am the Swarm

"Sir, the commander of the Xiluo tribe said that they were seriously injured and requested to retreat for rest."

"Fart! When they charged just now, they shrank back. Not only did they not contribute, but they also disrupted my formation! If they were Mo Tuo, I would have killed them on the spot!" Hearing the adjutant's report, Mo Tuo commanded The official was so angry that his three orifices were filled with smoke, and he cursed on the bridge.

"Then how do we respond to them?" The adjutant asked in a low voice after quietly waiting for the officer to vent his anger for a long time.

"Hey, let them go, find a place to stay by yourself, don't bother me." After venting, the commander also calmed down a little. The Xiluo tribe is a very powerful civilization in the Locke Mutual Aid Association, which can be seen from the fact that their main battleships are all assigned to the Chinese army.

However, he was also assigned a hundred or so warships of the Xiluo clan, which were said to be sent to increase his high-end combat power, but in fact, they were all gold-plated by the noble children of the Xiluo clan.

Commander Xiluo was worried that something might happen to them on the middle battlefield, so it was okay to say one or two, but if there were too many, he couldn't bear the responsibility. So these guys formed a separate team and put them here.

Regarding this, Commander Mo Tuo really couldn't say anything, after all, not all the Xiluo tribe retreated to avoid the battle. Out of care, he assigned those guys to the middle of the battle line, this position was covered by friendly troops in front, so he didn't have to face the Zerg firepower directly.

If you want to, you can fire two shots, and if you don't want to, you can stand by and make military achievements. It can be regarded as a very safe position. Who knows that even so, those guys still feel dangerous, and now they are almost retreating behind the front line.

To be honest, although the Xiluo tribe is advanced in technology, their number is too small, and their effect on the entire side is negligible. As far as their combat effectiveness is concerned, Commander Motuo really looks down on them.

But the impact these guys caused was very bad, and he couldn't really punish them, he could only do it out of sight.

It's a pity that what Commander Moto was most worried about happened.

The Zerg is very powerful. On the sidewalk, under the stalemate between the two sides, the battle damage continued to rise. In a war, it's normal to have some losses. Everyone is mentally prepared, and as the commander's own clan, the Meto Fleet takes the lead in the charge, so everyone is embarrassed to hold back.

But now a group of gold-plated disciples who don't talk about martial arts have broken some kind of tacit understanding. Everyone sees that the Xiluo tribe took the lead in violating the military order and has not been punished. This makes other civilizations feel uneasy.

After all, everyone is here to help, I'm working hard in the front, why should they watch the show behind? The fate of the Xiluo people is fate, isn't our fate our fate?

Ever since, some of the big guys started to follow suit. Fleets of various races continue to request to withdraw from the battle order for various reasons.

This made Commander Motuo, who was already furious, vomit blood with anger. The coffee positions of these civilizations are stronger than those of the Mo Tuo tribe, so he is really not easy to offend, so he can only acquiesce in their behavior in the end.

But they retreated, and someone must fill the vacant space. Forced to do so, Commander Motuo could only fill it with his own fleet.

After all, the Mo Tuo tribe has only stepped out of their home planet for less than 10,000 years, and their background accumulation is insufficient. Even if they were pulled out before the war, the combat level of their fleet is still a little behind that of other races.

Therefore, although the degree of coordination has improved because the people in the front are all their own people, the decline in overall quality has gradually changed the stalemate.

On the entire battlefield, the battlefield in the middle was like a broken bamboo. Under the leadership of the warships of the Trojan civilization, although they themselves suffered heavy losses, the Zerg troops on the opposite side were even worse. The Zerg's concave formation is about to be pierced.

But the troops on the two wings were beaten back steadily by the Zerg, a large group of more advanced warships shrank behind, and the fleet of the host Meto civilization had already lost more than half.

Such a situation made Commander Moto's heart bleed, and finally...

"Pfft..." Commander Mo Tuo spat out a mouthful of blood mist in a panic, and then fell heavily on his back.

"Sir?"

"Sir!"

"..."

With an exclamation, the surrounding Mo Tuo people hurriedly gathered around...

Thus, after the war began, the first senior commander with non-combat attrition appeared.

The coalition commander received the news very quickly, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water. In fact, he had already noticed the decline of the wing, and sent a message to inquire.

But the news that came back made him dizzy for a while, and when he thought about it, it seemed that he had no good solution. In the end, I could only turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending not to know.

But who knew that the bad news came so fast, and it wasn't long before Commander Moto couldn't hold on anymore. What made him even more mad was that the Mo Tuo clan actually said that they couldn't find anyone who could convince the crowd to take over the position of commander.

Is this making him an idiot? In the wartime situation, you actually told me that I couldn't find a replacement. Isn't this because the commander is gone, and the deputy commander is here? Then the deputy commander disappeared, and the current highest-ranked replacement? And continue like this until the last member?

This is obviously an excuse!

But he immediately wanted to understand the difficulties of the Mo Tuo tribe, why they staged this big show, even the commander personally directed the show, in order to step back from that awkward position.

Now their strategy has succeeded, and in this wartime state, even if they want to be held accountable, they have to wait until after the war. Well, now this embarrassing question is in his hands, the two wings cannot be without command, so who should take over this position now.

The battlefield is ever-changing. Just when the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces was still considering a successor, the situation on the battlefield had undergone tremendous changes.

Without the command of Commander Moto, under the circumstances of inadvertently or secretly instigated, the Moto fleet stationed in front suddenly suffered a rout.

A large number of warships withdrew from the battlefield, revealing the troops of other ethnic groups that had previously been hiding behind. As a last resort, all ethnic groups can only passively fight. At the same time, various accusations were also sent to Commander Motuo.

But the news they got was that Commander Motuo had vomited blood and fell to the ground, and his life was not out of danger until now. When they heard the news, they were all dumbfounded.

Is that all right?

When they asked who was in command now, the Mo Tuo replied that they did not know and were waiting for the opinion of their superiors. As a result, all ethnic groups sent their reproaches to the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

However, this time their attitude was much better.

But now, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces is also worrying about this matter. He has personally asked several qualified people for their opinions, but they were all shirked by various reasons.

Perhaps before the war started, everyone would grab this position, but now it seems that this is a hot potato, so naturally they all avoid it.

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