Salute To The General

Chapter 962 A Phone Call

Anxiety roiling in his stomach, Jaime turned to his deputy and voiced the question on everyone's minds, "What happened? Why's the siren blaring in the middle of the night? Has a drill been arranged for Channing recently?"

The deputy was in the dark as well. Perplexity apparent on his face, he answered, "Not to my knowledge. According to the norm, we, the Armed Forces, would be the first to know about an air force training drill if it has been scheduled."

Jaime's face flushed with anger and bewilderment. "If that's the case, what set the siren off? Did the people in charge mess up and trigger it by accident, or are we in the midst of an emergency?"

The deputy hurriedly replied, ‘Til call the mayor's office to find out what's going on..."

Before he could make the call to grasp the situation, two fighter aircraft of the latest model appeared in the sky overhead. Both fighter jets were flying at a low altitude. The roar of their engines was deafening as they passed over the crowd. Following closely behind was the tut-tut-tut of chopper blades cutting through the air.

In the distance, the blinking lights of military helicopters speckled the night sky with flecks of white. A swarm of helicopters rose above the skyline and headed towards Riverside like a cloud of doom.

Vroom!

purposes rolled up at Riverside. Main guns at the ready, the tanks steadily closed in

armored jeeps equipped with high-speed machine guns, all of which were handled by skilled gunners. The barrels were aimed at Jaime and his soldiers, ready to shoot

Clomp, clomp, clomp.

combat boots hitting the ground in unison echoed down the emptied roads as droves of soldiers wielding submachine guns marched in from all

awe and reverence among the masses. Jaime's little party was no exception. Wide-eyed and slack-jawed, they gaped at the incoming

He could not control the quivers that overtook his body as he stumbled over his words,

Jaime, too, was aghast.

strength leave his limbs. With perspiration beading his forehead, he muttered in a trembling voice, "How is this

a command

vehicle, dressed in full military uniform and bearing the Major General's

loudspeaker to his mouth and boomed, "Besiege the

the twentythousands, moved with trained precision and agility. In a blink of an eye, the two divisions had completely enclosed

command vehicle and landed nimbly on his feet, his swift actions belying his age. He jogged

on his face at the