Salute To The General

Chapter 894 General Lucas Ziegler Of The West

The military truck carrying Harold and his men rumbled back toward the base.

They had barely made it through the gates of the base when they were halted by a convoy consisting of a red luxury sedan and three Jeeps.

The backdoor of the luxury sedan opened and a burly man in his late thirties stepped out. He had thick bushy eyebrows and a broad face.

It was none other than the commander-in-chief of three hundred thousand soldiers of the West, Lucas Ziegler!

Lucas was born in one of the West's powerful families and enrolled in the army at a very young age. Since then, it had only been promotion after promotion for him as he climbed the ranks rapidly due to his superior fighting abilities.

Not even forty years old and he was already the General of the West.

Along with Nathan Cross, the General of the North, a lot of people liked to call them the nation's two greatest bulwarks for their contributions to the safety of the nation.

in the army were practically

the truck driver caught sight of Lucas, he hurriedly put on the

men hastily exited the vehicle, standing ramrod straight as they gave their

exhausted all of them looked. Not only that, but

of you doing? Are there enemies invading from the West?" Harold and his men bowed their heads in

kicked by Nathan's bodyguards. If

invading, what happened? Why are you injured?" They shifted

ordered in a displeased tone, "Harold, answer

shaky voice, Harold said, "Sir, we

was calm when he pressed, "Did you

Whoosh!

kick Harold in the chest hard, sending him flying back eight meters before slamming onto the ground. The

useless pieces of trash! You really think you're all that just because you won a few small battles? How dageyorave We base WaNOa'eithission? And for what, to get into a fight with others? What makes all this even more f**ked up is that you b*stards actually lost! You not only shamed the West Army, but you've shamed me as well!” Lucas roared in rage. Please

and his men shrank