Salute To The General

Chapter 971 You Will Have To Kneel If You Want My Apologies

After Nathan realized the army supplied the provisions, he knew he had to investigate how and why they were circulated within the general public.

He remained calm and sneered, "Mobilizing the soldiers to silence me?" "Yes. It would appear as if we stumbled upon a hunting accident. It was most unfortunate."

"Interesting. Go ahead, make that phone call. | am calling your bluff to see if you really have what it takes to get the army down here and finish the job," he said.

Draco was speechless yet delighted. It was unexpected of Nathan to foolishly gift him the opportunity to call for help. Haha! Nathan had dug his own grave!

Then, he reached for his phone without any hesitation and made a call.

After he made his call, he grinned smugly at Nathan and said, "You are a dead man now."

Within half an hour, several jeeps appeared in the distance. Their license plates suggested they belonged to the army. Their engines roared as they approached with a menacing rumble!

The vehicles stopped next to them, and a middle-aged man dressed in a Major's uniform appeared from the Jeeps along with a dozen or so soldiers in camouflage.

and sniggered, "Now

Quinn and spoke with

saw the men collapsed

was Draco Joseph. He was the South's renowned tobacco distributor and was also known

Quinn. "Major Quinn, they chased me down and ruined my car.

and beat up my men. | tried to make him comply through the use of your authority, but he scoffed at the mention of your name and boasted you were

red with anger. "The audacity! What ignorance!” he boomed. With that, he

laid eyes on Nathan Cross. It was as if his

not realize the odd behavior in the Major and continued his pretense. "Major Quinn, | have plied my trade in the South

my honor and pride!" Major

me. | also expect him to compensate my losses and medical damages of ten million

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trumped fortunes. Money bags were no match for

that point, Grace

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