Salute To The General

Chapter 890 Your Rank Is Too Low To Arrest Me

Ata military base in the remote countryside of Johnstone City. Dressed in a colonel's uniform, Harold Harvey strode out of the barracks with thirty of his men. All the soldiers who caught sight of him stopped in their tracks to give him a crisp salute.

Although he was only a colonel - not a particularly high rank - he was Captain of the National Guards for General Ziegler. Most days, he could be seen shadowing the commander-in-chief and was practically his right-hand man.

Not only that, but he had also become a favorite of the General because of his combat skills. Whether it was marksmanship or fighting skills, he was considered to be the best among the soldiers. That was why everyone awarded him a considerable amount of respect.

Climbing agilely into the passenger seat of a military truck, Harold commanded the driver, "To Johnstone Hotel.”

At the back, his men piled into the truck before sitting down in two rows across from each other.

When they were done, the truck roared out of the gates like some metal beast.

At the entrance to Johnstone Hotel, Nathan, Penny, Kylie, and Colin were waving goodbye to Johann and the others.

Smiling and with a wave of his hand, Nathan said, "Gentlemen, you've already escorted us from the restaurant all the way back here. We're going back to our rooms to rest now, so you should hurry on home, too!"

his entourage nodded before preparing

that moment, a military truck appeared at the far end of the street. Like a rampaging animal,

and the rest realized the truck was barreling towards them, their faces fell in shock and fear.

truck was ten meters away from the

anger, "Who are you? What kind of driving is that? Get out here right now!" There was a flicker before Harold jumped down from the cab that was nearly two

the rank on

was dumbfounded. His voice was weak when he said, "Captain

he could finish speaking, Harold had already lifted his hand to give him

was stupefied. Then, as his face began to redden, shame

had not been very hard but

into fists and he shook with his rage. It took a great amount of effort for him not to lash out, but

all, he really did not have any other choice. Despite the two were of the same rank,

was not the case, he was still no match for Harold. Dean would just end up getting annihilated by Harold

you, so you had better not

leaders paled in response. By this point, Harold's men had exited the truck