The drone swarm, once known as the "nightmare of the battlefield", lost these honors after encountering the Cyborgs.

The drone swarm fell one by one like wheat that had been cut down, and beautiful fireworks bloomed in the starry sky, which was the effect of their self-detonation, but unfortunately it was difficult to kill the enemy.

The mechanical clan, these steely guys, can actually rush forward against the self-explosion of the drone swarm, and what is even more terrifying is that the weapons in their hands have an unbelievably high hit rate, and the power is also very good, just a laser beam can easily destroy the B-level energy shield on the body of the intelligent machine mad lion, which is simply an incredible thing.

The defense line of the Federation fleet was constantly compressed, and countless mechanical forces surrounded it from all directions, completely blocking the Federation fleet, and its intention was self-evident.

"These damn cyborgs want to annihilate us in one fell swoop?!" Claude roared anxiously and angrily, where was the excitement and excitement of the past.

"Report, the drone swarm has suffered heavy losses, and now there are less than 20% left, and the same is true for the intelligent machine unit, the flying unit was heavily attacked, but ......"

The situation is not good for the Federation fleet, the mechanical clan is trying to compress the space of the Federation fleet's activities, and the encirclement is constantly shrinking, so that the storm fighters sent by the Federation fleet can only shrink into a ball, which seriously affects their performance.

In fact, even if there is enough space, the Tempest Fighter will not necessarily be a match for the MechWarriors, and particle beam weapons and laser weapons will only deal limited damage to enemies, at best they will only deal serious damage.

Wounded MechWarriors will return to the ship in the rear with the help of their teammates, replace some parts and mechanical limbs, and then continue to fight as if nothing happened.

It is impossible for the Federation fleet to withstand this attrition, and the decline is irreversible.

Sadly, the Cybbs have also developed a new type of weapon, a concussion bomb that can easily penetrate the energy shield of a Federation warship and directly kill the insiders, although it is not very powerful, but it is also deadly enough.

The internal crew of the battleship attacked by the concussion bomb began to show symptoms of dizziness and vomiting, and a large part of the crew was directly shocked to death, and the death was horrific, bleeding from the seven orifices, obviously shattering the bones and internal organs.

"Breakout! Hurry up and break through! General Soros roared angrily and flew towards the outside of the battlefield with the Brontosaurus fleet.

"But General, we have received an order to hold the left flank of the formation, is this considered a temporary ......," the deputy commander asked hesitantly.

"Escape? Don't dream, it's a question of whether you can escape or not! Soros said angrily, "This Claude is such an idiot that he used up all the EMP weapons in the first round, without this weapon, what would we do to fight the mechmen." Don't let the brothers die, this bastard's order will kill us all! ”

Originally, Soros was very dissatisfied with Claude's usurpation, although Mu Chen is also a bastard, but at least he will not interfere in the operations of other fleets

In terms of command, the captains of the major ships were also given full freedom and trust.

But look at what this Claude has done, let's not talk about autocracy and arbitrariness, the point is that the orders given are simply stupid, and it is nothing more than changing a pig to command.

The deputy captain shook his teeth, although he didn't want to be a "deserter", but people were dying on the battlefield every second, and the comrades who had fought side by side with him for many years were dying, which made him feel painful.

"General, you are right, such an idiot is not worth our life for him, I listen to you!" The deputy captain said ruthlessly.

"Good!" Soros nodded with satisfaction: "I will bear the responsibility alone!" ”

"No, I'm not afraid to take responsibility!" The deputy captain said resolutely, "I just hope to save some more comrades......"

To be able to become the commander of a fleet, this responsibility is still there, in fact, from top to bottom, the Federation fleet can't find a few guys who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and that kind of person can't stay in the fleet all the time.

"Good brother, if I survive, I will definitely have a good drink with you!" Soros said gratefully, satisfied for the first time with the somewhat stubborn co-captain.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Federation fleet has lost this battle, and staying here any longer is a dead end, and no one believes that Claude can bring about a miracle like Lord Death.

What's more, the stupid orders that had been made before had disappointed everyone, and no one was willing to carry out Claude's orders anymore.

The Thunder Dragon Fleet was the first to recall its flying troops, and only after firing a series of fierce fire suppression did it break through to the periphery of the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, the other fleets reacted and began to retreat in different directions.

How could the cyborg miss this good opportunity to fall into the ground, immediately increased the firepower output, and took the opportunity to expand the results of the battle, the hapless Silver Snake fleet was almost completely wiped out, and even the flagship Silver Serpent Spacestar was also severely damaged in this round of attacks, and the helpless commander could only choose to self-detonate, and with a group of crew members and the cyborgs in front of him, he was still denouncing Claude's stupidity before dying.

"Mr. Chief, let's withdraw too, otherwise it's really too late...... "The Chief of the General Staff reminded in a low voice.

"No, I'm not going to throw in the towel!" Claude roared like crazy, "By the way, there's also the Heavenly Sword Defense System, quick!" Activate it now and shoot at the densest spots of the enemy! ”

"However, our Patriot will also be affected, and we are in the midst of an enemy encirclement...... "The intelligence officer said with a frown.

"Hahaha, are you afraid of death? Waste, it's all waste! If it weren't for these idiots escaping, I'd have been able to defeat the damn cyborgs! Claude shouted with red eyes.

Until now, he still doesn't want to admit his mistake, maybe he knows in his heart that he caused this loss, but he doesn't want to bow his head anyway.

Claude looked up and saw that the crew were all looking at him in despair

, the last string in my heart was broken.

"Mr. Commander, don't make any more senseless sacrifices, we lost this battle......" said the black lieutenant with a sigh.

"Even you think it's my fault?!" Claude asked in disbelief as he looked at his deputy, who had been fighting side by side for many years.

"Admit it, you're too far from Lord Death......" said the black lieutenant with a serious expression.

Claude sat down in his seat, speechless for a moment.

His mind kept thinking, what would happen if it was Mu Chen who commanded the battle?

But I couldn't come up with anything when I thought about it......

"You guys get out of the escape pod......" Claude said with a blank face.

"Mr. Commander-in-Chief, you want to ......," said the deputy captain, frowning.

"That's right, please let me leave the last dignity ......" Claude nodded, acknowledging his intentions.

The vice captain's brow furrowed even tighter, martyrdom is indeed a very glorious thing, but what's the point of doing it now?

Moreover, the Patriot fleet is surrounded by the mechanical army, and the escape pod cannot escape too far, and it is likely that it will be captured or directly executed by the mechanical people.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Commander-in-Chief, I don't agree with you taking the Patriot to the ship!" The vice-captain said firmly.

"Come, according to the Fleet Code, I think that the commander of the Patriot, Mr. Claude, is not in good spirits and may not be able to perform the position, and propose his dismissal!" The black co-captain said loudly.

Claude looked at him in disbelief and asked tremblingly, "You, what do you want to do?" ”

"Claude, your selfishness has threatened the safety of the entire fleet, I can't sit idly by any longer, I'm sorry, please hand over the command, I don't want to do too much......," the deputy captain said with a sigh.

"You can't do this, martyrdom is my glory, you can't even deprive yourself of the last glory!" Claude struggled desperately, shouting loudly for the guards.

But the guards at the door just looked at him quietly, and didn't even raise the gun in his hand.

The command room was even more silent, and Claude looked around, but he didn't find a single supporter.

"Hahaha, so you never supported me?" Claude smiled indignantly, his eyes full of despair.

"I've always wondered, why are you fighting with Lord Death, just with your pig brain?" The vice-captain asked disdainfully.

"I, I ......" Claude was speechless, through this battle, he clearly understood how big the gap between himself and Mu Chen was, but it was too late to regret it.

"For the sake of years of friendship, please let me die here." Claude pleaded in despair.

The deputy captain hesitated for a moment before nodding: "Come on, give him a Storm fighter......