Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 599

Wendell was instantly intrigued. He had seen his fair share of battlefield commanders. Even if he had never met them, he would have at least heard of them.

"That's enough. Don't ask any unnecessary questions. You wouldn't know who it was even if we told you," said the soldier as he glared at Wendell.

Wendell snickered as he returned to the truck.

"Are we not allowed to enter?" asked Carlisle.

Wendell replied in a low voice, "They said there's a high-ranking official inside. Their vehicles have blocked the road we have to take to the rehabilitation hospital."

"Are there any other roads besides the one we came from?" asked Carlisle.

He remembered the road they had taken had no other tire tracks on it and was filled with potholes. The truck would have gotten stuck if they hadn't been careful.

They could use a better route for the journey back if there were a better road.

"There are three other roads. However, those roads are closed all year round. As outsiders, we are only allowed to use the least convenient road.

"It would have been tolerable if it wasn't raining or snowing, but it just so happens to be snowing heavily right now. It truly is rather challenging."

Wendell took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He then lit the cigarette, looking rather upset.

large bungalows that looked the same and some basic training facilities. The soldiers, dressed in camouflage

in

on everyone's shoulders, the lowest-ranking soldiers were junior officers. However,

youngest of the group, appearing to be around 23 or 24

chiseled features and sharp eyes. He was merely drinking from his teacup, yet everyone present dared not

his tea,

looked expressionlessly at a middle-aged man and asked calmly,

Heston Murray sighed helplessly.

"I will absolutely

general nodded calmly before standing up to walk out

wasn't until he left that the others in the room exhaled

in a deep voice, "Heston, is this guy the real deal? How can he be a general at such a

for eight years. But if you have heard about his

officers looked at

experiences? Tell

all curious about the legendary experiences that had earned him the rank

the table

Larson. His foster parents raised him ever since his parents died when he was young. Due to poverty,

top mercenary group abroad. The group was short-handed then, so Xavier

years as a mercenary, he fought countless battles and was very successful. When he was 18, he resigned from his senior position in the group and returned to serve his