Salute To The General

Chapter 1939



Our time is up?

Webb and Quent started quivering in terror.

"Nathan Cross, this is no joking matter!" Quent cried out.

A smile broke out on Nathan's face. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"You're not the General of the North anymore, Nathan Cross. You're a nobody now. Do you think you can kill us? You're outnumbered," Webb interjected.

Nathan trailed his gaze along with Webb's and looked at Colin, Ava, and Thomas. "Three of them is enough to send you to hell."

He's crazyiAbsolutely insane!

Webb shook in rage at Nathan's impertinence.

Even Quent was starting to lose his temper.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Nathan. "You want to kill us? Over their dead bodies," Quent said, pointing at his subordinates.

to act and turned toward his

fighters charged forward readily in

using these fighters. Now that Nathan was here, Webb thought he might as well get rid of him once

be the General of the North, so make sure you don't shred him to pieces. Make sure he looks presentable at his funeral." A psychotic laugh echoed through the lounge

Ava to protect Nathan before facing the rest of

care of them!" Speaking, she darted off and joined Colin in

his lips in resignation. Seriously, what do you two

his eyes and stood

frown settled on Colin's brows when he

Ava coming over.

stretched her

don't drag me down," Colin replied

Drag you down?

"You

the left side

the right. Let's see how many men each of us can tak

not?" Colin accepted the challenge

and their men

they can fight all of us off? There

uneasily and whispered,