Phoenix Airdrops as a Tactic

"Luo Fengshan, can you explain why, ever since you took over the battlefield, you've retreated again and again and remained on the defensive?

Now our morale has hit rock bottom!

You've been defending for five whole days! Give me a reason!"

In the conference room, Liang Bin slammed his pen against the table as he questioned him.

Once again, Luo Fengshan sat upright in his seat like a criminal, eyes fixed on his nose, nose fixed on his mouth.

Hearing the accusation, Luo Fengshan said calmly:

"I have my own Intent. Just wait another two days, and you'll understand everything."

"Two days? Do you know that the Red Sun Federation has nearly broken through the Magic Arena Zone already?

You have your own Intent? Then tell us, what exactly is it?"

Liang Bin shouted, slapping the table.

Luo Fengshan did not even raise his head.

"Walls have ears!"

"What do you mean!"

Before Liang Bin could speak, several Zhonghe Institute generals behind him could no longer hold back. They pointed angrily at Luo Fengshan and demanded an explanation.

What did he mean by walls having ears? Wasn't he saying there might be traitors in this room?

"I do not mean to target any of you. It's simply that I am responsible for the lives of more than a hundred thousand soldiers, not any high-ranking official's performance report."

"You!"

Liang Bin was so furious that he could not speak.

"Hahaha! Good, Luo Fengshan, very good!"

Suddenly, the conference room door was shoved open. Supreme Marshal Wei Jiandong strode in with several people following behind him.

His face was full of cold mockery.

"Luo Fengshan, do you think this battlefield can't function without you?"

Wei Jiandong asked coldly.

"Luo Fengshan is a sinner. I was only pushed into this position. As for