The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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Chapter 441 What's Wrong with Me Beating You?

Chapter 441 What's Wrong with Me Beating You?

The six War Wolf Special Forces soldiers, just freed from their restraints, seethed with anger.

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Furious, they took a step forward, their voices full of rage, "Commander Fennimore, these monsters killed four of our men! We have to make them pay!"

Morris's voice thundered in response, filled with authority, "Who gave you permission to speak here? Step back, now!"

The six soldiers from the War Wolf Special Forces lowered their heads in humiliation, feeling the sting of disgrace.

Freya's eyes burned with fury.

Without hesitation, she adjusted the cloth around her waist, shoved Talia aside, and quickly grabbed a short sword from the ground.

With determined steps, she advanced toward the assassin in black who had slaughtered two of her comrades.

Morris was taken aback. "Colonel Wright, please ... calm down!"

"Calm down, my foot!" Freya yelled, raising the blade high and bringing it down with lethal precision on the assassin's head.

The assassin's head fell cleanly from his body, the jungle falling eerily quiet around them.

Morris stood frozen, shock and anger mixing on his face as he watched the brutal scene unfold. "Colonel Wright, as a senior officer in the Draconia Special Operations Military Region, how can you completely disregard battlefield protocol like this?" Freya wiped away the tears burning in her eyes and snapped back, "To hell with battlefield protocol!

"Are you blind, Morris? Didn't you see how these scoundrels shot our men down in cold blood?

they humiliated

murder and loot. They deserve to

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palpable as he pointed a

you're upset, but calm down and

snapping the neck of another black-clad assassin with a sickening

eyes widened in terror, blood gushing from his

in stunned silence, their eyes filled

longed for but had

Robin. "Who are

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you fear I won't send you to

demeanor calm. "You wanna text me? I'll put

yelled. "State

his tone cold, 'Commander Fennimore, this is our War Wolf Special Forces chief instructor, Major General Robin! You're in no position to lecture or give orders to General Ramsey Mark also chimed

General Ramsey has every right to execute

and Miles froze, staring at Robin's youthful face, struggling to comprehend how someone so young could hold such

newly appointed Chief Instructor for War Wolf, as assigned by the headquarters." Ernest sneered, "Commander

unable to accept the punishment, stood frozen,

Special Forces soldiers stepped forward, ready to restrain Morris

something to say. Even though you're a commander, executing prisoners

stomach, knocking the wind out of him. "Keep talking nonsense, and I'l make

Dragon Soul Special Forces soldiers looked hesitant, clearly unsure whether to intervene, but none dared move forward, intimidated by Robin's

his stomach. "Military regulations prohibit commanders from striking or scolding

me beating you?!" Robin retorted, delivering a crushing punch that sent Morris

should let these scum live? So they can keep

tribunal to decide. You have no right to execute prisoners!"

military tribunal?!" Robin scoffed. "You think a tribunal will deal with these b*stards who killed four

his frustration

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