Salute To The General

He pondered the matter briefly and said, "That sounds like a good plan. Don't forget that Nathan is the Chief Military Governor. He has an army under his command. If he ignores everyone else and the public opinion, or if he uses his army to force everyone into submission, what are you going to do?”

Use his army to force everyone into submission?

That had escaped Carrey and Hamish's notice.

Both stiffened at once, and cold sweat dotted their foreheads. Hamish paled and asked, "Dad, Nathan won't resort to that, right?"

Erwin snorted. “Even if you're a step faster than him, you might not be the first to reach the finishing line. But if you take the wrong step, you'll end up as the loser. Did you forget how we defeated Zion? It was because a small problem could turn out to be a catastrophe if it was left unattended!" he reminded them.

Carrey and Hamish paled immediately.

Nathan could mobilize the army. He could ignore the public opinion and

his reputation to resort to violent means to force everyone into submission. If that were to happen, Carrey and Hamish wouldn't know what to do.

Erwin snapped, "You're both too young and inexperienced. You have plenty to learn."

Carrey and Hamish brightened up at once. Hamish asked hastily, "Dad, do you have a plan in mind?"

"I've come prepared," Erwin replied coolly. "Tell Will that I'll treat him to dinner tonight. Make sure he comes over."

Will? Will Long? The commander-in-chief of the Brimmopolis Capital Garrison?

Hearing that, Carrey and Hamish beamed in delight.

They finally understood what their father's plan was.

Nathan might be the Chief Military Governor who was in charge of the soldiers in the military district, but they were currently in Brimmopolis.

Will was in charge of two hundred thousand men in the Brimmopolis Capital Garrison.

If Will sided with the Holmes family, his men could lock down the city swiftly and enter the Headquarters of the Chief Military Governor to detain Nathan if something were to happen.

By the time the soldiers from the North, the South, the East, and the West rushed over to Brimmopolis, Nathan would have been dead.

By then, no one would step up to go against Erwin. In the end, Erwin would be the only one to run for president.

With that thought in mind, the Holmes brothers grew increasingly excited.

Hamish said, "Dad, I'll call Will now.. No, I'll

Can Dead to the headquarters of

Garrison in Brimmopolis to

extend an invitation personally!"

As night fell, the city lights lit up one by one.

A few Jeeps with military plates drove into the Holmes residence.

Erwin led his subordinates and family out of the house to give the visitors a warm welcome.

A dozen soldiers got out of the Jeeps. One of them ran to the first Jeep and opened the door.

A leg clad in black military boots emerged.

It belonged to a tall middle-aged man dressed in his military uniform.

His greying sideburns failed to get in the way of his powerful aura, and his gaze was as sharp as an arrogant eagle.

This man was none other than the commander-in-chief of the Brimmopolis Capital Garrison, Will Long.

Erwin flashed a smile when he

spotted Will. "Will, welcome! I've opened the wine that I've kept for twenty years. I was waiting earnestly for your arrival!"

Will hurried over to him and took his hand happily. “Ha! You've summoned me, so of course I have to come."Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Erwin chuckled. "Our families are friends and we grew up together. I didn't summon you here. I only want to drink with you tonight. That was why I asked my son to extend an invitation. Come on, let's head into the house."

That night, Erwin and Will enjoyed dinner together. They went into the study room after dinner and talked privately for a long time. Their talk only ended at midnight.

Erwin was all smiles as he sent Will to the door.

Will seemed both somber and excited as he strode out of the house. He got into his vehicle and left the Holmes residence.

No one knew what their talk was about.