"Tsk—"
With a sullen expression, his gaze flickered to the sides, and a thought suddenly rose in his mind, revealing a slightly sinister smile.
"Hmph, since the coordinates of the Insect Swarm can't be more precise, then make up for accuracy with quantity!
Even if it requires a blanket strike, as long as the fleet's firepower is sufficient, it can still achieve dense strikes!
If the firepower of one fleet is no longer a threat to Fan Mao, then add another one or two fleets' firepower!
Convey my order, dispatch another fleet over here to assist me in exterminating Fan Mao!
What, why aren't you going yet!"
The Commander coldly glanced at the subordinate who remained motionless. Although he knew he shouldn't vent his emotions on his subordinates, if they couldn't even follow orders, he wouldn't mind eliminating one to establish authority and vent his emotions.
