Salute To The General

Chapter 405 Who Ever Resists Shall Die

Terrence Ortiz was the first to snap out of his shock. He roared angrily at Nathan Cross, "How dare you

kill Mr. Turner's righthand man!"

The surrounding 200 men gripped tightly onto their weapons as they prepared to fight.

Terrence's and Zucker's subordinates took out their pistols as well.

Zucker ordered, "Let's kill him!"

At that instance, a group of men dressed in black charged at Nathan Cross with their katanas.

About 10 of them raised their pistols and aimed at Nathan, waiting for the right moment to fire at him.

Nathan charged through the crowd swiftly.

Not only did the shooters fail to hit him, but they were also wounding their comrades.

As Nathan moved through the crowd, he struck at the men. His movement was as swift as lightning

and as fierce as thunder.

Wherever he went, his opponents would drop to the ground wailing in pain.

Terrence Ortiz was mortified to see his shooters hurting so many of their own. "Stop shooting; stop

shooting recklessly! You are fucking shooting at our own people!" He yelled madly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

However, not only did the gunshots not cease, but the sound of them also became more intense than

ever.

Terrence was about to ask who continued firing when he was dumbstruck upon turning around.

Out of nowhere, the slaughterhouse was already surrounded by troops of heavily armed Special

Forces.

These soldiers with assault rifles were the ones firing just now. Terrence's gunmen were all shot dead

by them.

Terrence, Zucker, and Black Lady had a nasty shock.

Isn't Nathan Cross's guardian, Franklin Wilson carrying out military exercises with his troops in the

north?

How did he manage to dispatch so many soldiers to rescue Nathan Cross?

Over 2000 soldiers from the Dragonfury Special Forces surrounded the slaughterhouse, but the black-

clothed men were so immersed in attacking Nathan that they failed to notice the approaching soldiers.

Nathan charged through the crowd, using his powerful martial arts skills to fight the men.

Every move he made caused at least one of his enemies to scream in agony.

Despite the alarming number, none of these men were a match for him!

Colin Dunne narrowed his eyes as he led the troops of Special Forces to the slaughterhouse and

watched the fight between Nathan and the men.

A lieutenant asked in a low voice, "Should we help, sir?"

Colin shook his head and responded flatly, "There's no need to. General doesn't need our help. Seems

like he's really mad this time. Let him vent out his anger."

Nathan's swift motions had every enemy subdued.

He won with his agility and strength, not with any fancy techniques.

This was the standard military combat skill!

This was the standard battlefield killing skill!

This battle style might seem easy, but it was the most efficient style.

Such extraordinarily rich combat experience from his years of battling influenced his steady combat

style. Every movement he made was able to cause harm to the enemies, and every step he took was

completely flawless.

Boom!

Nathan punched his fist at an opponent's face. The opponent didn't even manage to cry out before

pitching forward and died.

Whoosh!

Another man struck at Nathan with his knife. Nathan ducked sideways and grabbed the man's wrist,

breaking it effortlessly. The man wailed in pain and retreated.

A man with sideburns raised his katana as he charged at Nathan.

As they collided, the man flew backward as if he was hit by a train.

When he landed on the ground, he was already a corpse with shattered organs.

Another man attempted a sneak attack on Nathan. This time, he didn't even bother to turn around to

kick at the man.

Pak!

As soon as his foot made contact with the attacker's head, the brutal force killed the man on the spot.

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They lost their will to continue battling. Fear was evidently showed on their faces and it was clear that

each of them wanted to flee.

They were dumbfounded at the instance!

The sound of thousands of guns being loaded rang out simultaneously as soon as Colin gave the

order.

The two thousand Dragonfury warriors yelled in unison, "Yes, sir!"