Cannon Fodder Meaning Novels & Stories

Donald continued, “When two armies are combating, we can’t expose our main forces in advance. Instead, we should send the cannon fodders to test their weapons and strategy. Once they start the battle, we can find the opponent’s main combat power and remove it. Only then shall we, the main troop, go down to the battleground. By then, our opponent would surely die.” “Imagine what would happen if we send the main force directly and this is destroyed by the opponent’s attack? Doesn’t that mean we’d be defeated on the first wave?” Sean nodded knowingly. “Alright, Dad, I understand now.” “So, where can we find these cannon fodders? The people who hold a grudge against our enemy. These people will

It had nothing to do with wanting the stupid male. He was wrong, it had everything to do with wanting his omega, and he shouldn’t have ever been ashamed or adverse to the idea. Honestly, Lexus had fallen victim to the teaching he’d heard again and again as a youngling. Male omegas were rut aids, barren wombs to fuck and knot without consequences. Blood bitches good for the endorphin high and decent bartering tools to loan out for favors of trade. Unworthy creatures for mating and bonding, a flaw of their race.

Cannon snorts, hands buried inside his coat. “I hope so,” Wendigo gave a half-shrug, "maybe alone, I can't, but together, I'm very sure I can,” he glances at the Black gun by his side. “Useless mortals” The smirk on Cannon's face was so chilly, it was as though he was mocking the stupid guys who thought they could defeat him. “Not all mortals are as useless as you think,” Wendigo brags, he just doesn't understand who Cannon is and what he is capable of cause if he did, he won't have been blabbing nonsense.

😂 “Writing someone off as cannon fodder, you-you…bwahahaha!!!” Noah felt the need to clarify his words, “I meant, he has that cannon fodder vibe going on. You know, that vibe that makes one want to punch him right after meeting him for the first time? The kind that is good at pulling aggro from the onlookers? The kind that would be the first to die in a horror movie due to his pompous death-seeking overconfidence. The kind that, if they were in a revenge novel, would be the first the main character would get revenge on. The kind–“

When I unlocked the screen, I found it flooded with negative news about me. Lucille had gone online and started spreading lies about me, claiming that I was petty, unstable, and a toxic control freak. She even accused me of making up the affair between her and Casper, playing the victim to make it look like I was driving a helpless mother and child into a corner. In the comments, bitter internet trolls fueled by a hatred of the rich launched a massive cyberbullying campaign against me. They attacked me for using my family's wealth to bully a single mother and her child, calling me malicious and jealous.

said Yan Wushuang, "Surely with your powers and mine, dealing with them will only be a cakewalk." "Save it, flattering is not your style," Chu Xun scowled. Yan Wushuang's face broke a sheepish frown, but he began to feel he and Chu Xun had gotten closer. "It's not a matter of courage," added Chu Xun as he leaning down to lie on the rock like a bed, "I only wish to not be cannon fodders." "Cannon fodders? What do you mean, Liu?" "Cannon fodders. That's what we are if we go on plowing through all the troubles ourselves, while clearing off any obstacles for the others while making it easier for them to reach the prize," scoffed Chu Xun, visibly annoyed.

Frowning, Fane asked, “What do you mean? We’re both informal disciples. What do you mean by cannon fodder?” Wesley sneered and a disdainful look appeared in his eyes. He took a glance at all the newly joined disciples and crassly spoke, “I’m saying that you’re cannon fodder. Don’t you know how you were recruited? How is it possible for them to only put an obsidian as the assessment tool during usual recruitment? You guys are recruited to make up the numbers. Are you guys really thinking of yourself as informal disciples of the Dual Sovereign Pavilion? Let me tell you: none of you are qualified to think so.

So she was a figment of the past? "She's now considered a forgotten soul? But..." I didn't know how to react to this, I felt somewhat sad and my heart felt heavy. 'So, she can't go back anymore?' "Not anymore. Her death wasn't something that I have written purposefully. The book continues on it's own when a hole in the story is created. She was only a cannon fodder that was sent away right before graduation."

This was a common strategy for many Abnormal tribes, gather prisoners, usually sentenced to die, put them in squads, then send them into situations where death was all but guaranteed. “ Fodder Corps!” The tribes gleefully called them. There would be no rewards for exceptional service shown in battle awaiting them, should any one of them survive. In a way, I hope I'm one of the many who won't live to see tonight’s moon. I grow weary of senseless killing.

extra head for Caelyn, I need my break, who the hell is the time keeper here, someone bring him to me. More people came through the back door, looking hefty than the first set of people, now this is half fair, finally someone to play fair with, I hate when rumor reaches my sons that I have been bullying riffraff’s. A total of fifty men, all warrior wolfs and two alphas, the alphas already shifted and that made me feel embarrassed, their wolfs are no wear near small, I will call those things Eny dogs because dogs are small composed to wolf at all.