Salute To The General

Chapter 572 Leaves Without A Word

Beneath the blistering sun, at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Hector was kneeling on the boiling hot concrete ground, trembling and sweating profusely.

He had been kneeling at the entrance of the cafeteria for a full hour ever since he regained

consciousness.

His legs were already numb from kneeling, and his knees were bleeding, the blood staining his pants a

crimson red.

However, despite the extreme torture, he didn't dare to get up.

He had spread rumors and slandered the general. This offense alone was enough for Major-General

Wilson to put ten bullets into him.

Thus, he could only kneel at the entrance of the cafeteria to wait for Nathan and Franklin to come out

after eating, then beg Nathan to spare his life.

Hector felt like he couldn't take it any longer and was going to

with a few national

cold snort. "It

that

of the two generals instantly revitalized Hector as he saw this as a

kowtowed before Nathan, and spoke in a croaky voice, "General, I was blind

challenging your authority. Please,

and the Jacksons who sent you

said, "No. The Griffins and Jacksons

much that we're willing

asked

to understand the

turned out that it was the president of the Eastern Chamber

and Denise out, and he was planning to take control of the

so great about the Lunds that they dare to come and

you've even become their accomplice in

did was wrong. If I knew that the South was where

would never have dared to meddle." Hector

"Sir, how should I deal with