Salute To The General

Upon hearing Max's words, Jessica couldn't help asking, “Admiral Max, you said earlier that you have a task for me. Don't tell me you want me to gather some men to assassinate Nathan?"

"How I wish! But he's currently commanding Southern Fleet on the sea, and there are thousands of soldiers around him. Even I can't do anything with him despite leading a carrier battle group. Hence, it's a pipe dream if you want to assassinate him,' Max countered.

All at once, embarrassment flooded

Jessica.

Max then continued, "While the task I have for you isn't to assassinate him directly, it's still related to him. The goal is to deal him a blow. We'll make a move from various angles and destroy this archenemy of ours!"

"What's the task? I'll do my best, Admiral Max!" Jessica quickly assured.

"Arrange for some men to kidnap his wife and daughter. I'll send Lorcan to lead the Wasp Special Attack Unit in sneaking into Eurasia to converge with you and work with you," Max explained.

"Okay!" Jessica assented.

"Keep in mind that Penny and Queenie are still very useful. Besides, Penny probably knows a lot of confidential information. It's best if you can furtively kidnap them back to Ariarica alive. Of course, if the situation doesn't permit you to bring them back to the country, just kill them both. Consider it payback for all the trouble Nathan caused us," Max added.

"Understood!" Jessica replied.

"I'll be waiting for your good news. I hope you don't disappoint me," Max asserted.

After saying that, he hung up the phone and ordered his subordinates to retreat.

At long last, Ariarica and its allies' ships all turned back and left.

Leading their respective fleets, Nathan and Rogan trailed after them for a distance to ensure that Max was truly making himself scarce.

Both of them inexorably grinned from ear to ear.

Chuckling happily, Rogan said to Nathan through the wireless communicator, "Haha, Chief Cross, that b*stard, Max, has finally been scared off by our collaboration!"

Having been battling side by side with the man in the past few days, Nathan understood him much better.

He knew that Rogan didn't only appear brash and savage, but his temperament was also explosive.

He also seemed reckless, and there would also be “reckless moments" of unexpected actions when he commanded the fleet.

Yet, Nathan perceptively discovered that he only seemed reckless on the surface but was actually very meticulous, a typical book that couldn't be judged by its cover.

In other words, his fagade masked his true nature and capabilities.

As such, Nathan admired him

greatly. After having forced Ariarica's military to retreat and maintain regional peace and stability, he likewise seconded, "Haha, with our countries joining forces, we can' ensure world peace to a certain extent! Furthermore, it was relaxing to battle with you side by side. I look forward to our next collaboration!"

Guffawing, Rogan boomed, "Haha, there'll surely be another opportunity! I'm even planning to have a match with you again after the military exercise this time!"

"Why, are you dissatisfied with the results of the simulated match back then and would like to challenge me again?" Nathan drawled with a chuckle.

In response, Rogan shook his head fervently. "No, no. You're crazy in combat, so I'm not going to fight with you. I don't want to make a fool of myself!"

“If it's not a fight, what kind of match do you propose? A war game?” Nathan questioned, intrigued.

"Nope!" Rogan answered, laughing heartily. Then, he added, "Don't you know the forte of Remdikians?"

"There are too many to count. Which one are you referring to?" Nathan asked.

Hooting with laughter, Rogan announced, "Drinking! We Remdikians love drinking, and we have excellent alcohol tolerance! I heard that you Eurasians also like drinking with friends, so I'm thinking of drinking with you when

the

military exercise ends. I'm not your match in both military arts and combat, but it'll likely be the other way round when it comes to

drinking!

I want to challenge you to a drinking match and defeat you thoroughly!"

Drinking?

Zach, Sage, and the other Eurasian

generals were stunned upon hearing Rogan's remark from the wireless communicator. On the heels of that, peculiar expressions showed on their faces.

Everyone who had drunk with Nathan was aware of the man's high alcohol tolerance and knew that he had never gotten drunk.

Once, the generals from the four major military regions and

Brimmopolis' Guardian Special Forces toasted him one by one. Never did he turn any of them down, yet he still remained standing in the end.

He wants to challenge Nathan to a drinking match?

A devilish smile bloomed on the faces of Zach and the others.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Meanwhile, Nathan agreed with a smile, "Sure! When the military exercise concludes, we'll drink until one of us topples!"