Salute To The General

Chapter 1883



That night, Colin and the Elite Eight who were in the army base in the North received an order in private from the temporary commander-in-chief there, Fang, to set out for Brimmopolis immediately to meet up and safeguard their General.

The mission came as a pleasant surprise for them, given that they had spent the past few days worrying day and night about the wellbeing of the General and their futures.

They were told that the General had been appointed as the Chief Military Governor and that they could continue to stay by his side as his dependable guards.

Excitement welled up within Colin and the Elite Eight, and they spared no time at all to get going.

Before the sun had even risen the next day, they boarded a plane to Brimmopolis and eventually arrived at the Red Hotel while keeping a low profile. The next morning, when Nathan stepped out of his hotel room, he was immediately greeted by Colin and the members of the Elite Eight. Though they were casually dressed and looked slightly disheveled, bright smiles were plastered on their faces, and from their eyes, one could tell that they were genuinely happy.

Whoosh!

They saluted to Nathan in unison. "Sir!"

Their cheerful voices brought Nathan back to his senses. Taking a good look at the group standing before him, Nathan felt rather touched and said, "How did you guys come here from the

North this fast?"

very much, and we've also been really worried that nobody is with you to protect your safety, so we got here as quickly as

patted Colin's shoulder and turned to the others. "This is what brothers are for,

ear to ear, Colin laughed, "Sir, we can't be happier to fight alongside

glad to have you guys as my soldiers too! Prepare yourselves. We'll take off

once more.

Nathan, Colin, and Elite Eight began digging into their

Elite Eight were nervous but delighted to have

Nathan was not only the General but also

meal alone with him would be a good story

sedan surrounded by three armored SUVs, they left the city area

the

their formation of

few shady-looking men

l

"road work ahead, no

of them whipped out a walkie-talkie and said in a low voice, "Sir, our target is approaching you. We have sealed

strongly to the ground in his dark cloak and jet black boots,

around, he stared at