Salute To The General

Chapter 1548 The Congress Is Going To Summon You

Nathan gave him a landline telephone number.

Herman called the number directly, feeling a bit stunned by how short the number was. This number is pretty simple and easy to remember.

His call was soon answered.

Before the person on the other end could speak, Herman spoke first. He introduced his name and his purpose right away.

"Hello. I'm the commissioner of the South CDER, Herman Franck. One of your subordinates, Nathan Cross, has beaten and blatantly threatened me in public. He has a serious attitude and behavioral problem. I hereby requested your permission to terminate his service with immediate effect. Please hand him over to the South Police Department for further investigation. Comrade, can you do it now?”

As soon as Herman finished talking, he glanced at Nathan and Penny haughtily.

You're doomed. Your superior is surely going to penalize you for your wrongdoings.

However, a mature and serious voice was then heard over the receiver, "Nathan Cross is a great combatant. I'm sure there must be some misunderstanding. I will send someone over to investigate the matter soon. Please, be patient."

Herman was displeased upon hearing that. He scowled, "What do you mean you will send someone over to investigate the matter? Are you covering up for your subordinate or playing the fool with me? I'll say it one last time. Terminate Nathan Cross this instant!”

President Windsor, who was on the other end of the line, was growing furious.

he calling me for such a small matter? I've already said I'll send my men to investigate. How dare he commands me? A guy from

do you think

well, my dear comrade. Don't think too highly of yourself. Tell me your name, rank, and unit. I can terminate you

Windsor, President

President Winsor!

he heard him, and he was

aghast with his eyes wide open. He was gaping at his phone, at lost for words,

could not help

his question and said rigorously instead, "The congress

hung up on the call

his hand, Herman looked completely blown away. He was sweating profusely as beads of perspiration

General of the North, the God of War of the nation, Mr.

of the North?

and almost

as he asked Nathan. "You... you are the young General

Nathan snorted.

was the

Russell dropped me hints and wanted me to apologize to him immediately. I thought he was being biased with his client. Who would have thought that he