Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

"Back off!" Logan shouted angrily as he lunged to the side and kicked out hard, stepping in front of Andrew.

Just like that, a fight broke out between the two of them.

Ryder sneered. "Logan, this is a military base, not the outside world. You might be the heir of the Keller family, but here, no one gives a damn about your name."

Logan's face twisted with fury as he cursed out loud. "You damn idiot. All you've got is that military badge, and you think that makes you someone? You bastard! You said it yourself, this is the base, not the outside."

He hissed, "If we were out there, I'd have already wiped you out. And not just you, I'd have buried the entire Ulrich family with you."

Ryder's face changed. At the end of the day, being the heir of the Ulrichs was not enough to intimidate Logan.

Xavier barked, "Ryder, go ahead and take him down. Don't worry about the consequences. If anything happens, I've got your back!"

Leslie looked at Andrew with a cold smirk. "What's wrong, Andrew? You're so scared that you let Logan fight your battles now?"

Andrew's eyes turned icy, and he scoffed. "You know what, Lieutenant Terrell? You're clearly just another loudmouth with no brain. If it weren't for Ms. Phelan's sake, I swear I would've beaten the crap out of you today."

had finally pushed Andrew over the edge. Woman or not, some people just needed a good wake-up call, and he felt Leslie was one of

both just going to stand there? Did you not hear what

family doesn't have the guts to take on the Kellers... But behind me, I have Colonel Haywood and General Phelan. So no,

charged forward again, throwing a punch straight at Logan. His strikes were brutal and

within the unit, designed for kill-or-be-killed situations. The key is relentless offense and

"Don't worry. I may not have served, but the men of the Keller

arm to block the blow, then

downward chop, aiming for Logan's kneecap with ruthless precision. His angle and timing were vicious. Clearly,

at all. As his leg swung midair, he shifted and brought his

hit. Nonetheless, the military technique he used was know for growing stronger under pressure. With a shout, he leapt forward and unleashed a flurry

still, calm as ever. "That's not standard combat anymore. He's using the long-arm boxing style common in northern martialarts. The best way to counter it

stepped back three paces. He channeled energy into

started to feel more and more agitated. His surging internal energy was building up fast, but had nowhere

changed, and he shouted, "Steady your breath, center your

switched