Salute To The General

Chapter 1193 You Do Not Deserve It

Joanna soon recovered from the shock. She warily hid behind her bodyguards to guard Nathan against attacking her suddenly.

She sneered, "Nathan, you really are something. Guess we can't fight you alone! But you're still just a human being. You can't be greater than weapons. Listen, my three snipers have you targeted! You can't run away, no matter what. If you don't want to die, get down on your knees now!”

"Get down on my knees? Are you kidding me? You don't deserve it!" Nathan stared at Joanna and spoke in his usual cold tone.

Joanna could not help but bellow upon hearing his words.

"Get the snipers to shoot him. He's dying to go to hell!” Joanna scowled and ordered Ingram, who stood by her side drily.

The latter did not hesitate to give his order through the microphone, which was pinned on his collar, "Snipers, get ready to shoot."

Kylie whined and struggled madly when she heard him.

Joanna and Ingram, with the rest of their men, were waiting for a good show. They were looking forward to the sound of gunshots when the snipers fired him up.

But... to everyone's dismay, the three snipers were dead quiet.

What has happened?

something was not right,

shouted over the microphone on his collar once again, "Snipers, shoot now! What are you

as Ingram finished his words, a loud and powerful voice was heard over his wireless

stunned. This doesn't sound like

could figure out what had happened, a burst of gunshots was heard

Bang! Bang! Bang!

started firing

were soon shot, and they began bleeding profusely.

Are they going crazy?" Joanna screamed

them to shoot Nathan! Why

as if he had just come out from the freezer. He was in extreme horror upon seeing his men died one by one

they did not

just seconds, they were also shot and killed before they could run

hid behind the wall inside the abandoned building, but the bullets passed through the wall and hit their bodies

all their men were down, and

everywhere, and the smell of blood pervaded in

silently in the midst of the dead bodies with his hands behind his

counterattack was a piece of cake for a veteran commander like