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.

it any longer and was

cafeteria with a few national guards

a cold snort. "It seems like you've finally learned your lesson,

all that righteousness

revitalized Hector as he saw this as

before Nathan, and spoke in a croaky voice, "General,

authority. Please,

Griffins and the Jacksons who sent you here?" Nathan asked

truthfully said, "No. The Griffins and Jacksons are quite

that we're willing to do them favors. It

asked me

was quick to understand the

president of the Eastern Chamber of Commerce, Todd Lund,

was planning to

so great about the Lunds that they dare to

become

knew that the South was where the General

the Smiths, I would never have dared to meddle." Hector cried out

toward Nathan and said, "Sir, how should I deal with this punk? Should I