Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1644

No matter how many bullets were pelting down on the sedans, they only left them pockmarked with countless faint white marks.

It seemed unlikely that the bullets could cause any damage to the sedans in a short period of time.

Just then, an exceptionally burly man with a beard emerged. With a cigar dangling off his mouth, he made his appearance wearing a black combat boots.

The man who looked as muscular as a robot was a highly regarded member of the Armageddon -the Grim Reaper.

With a cigar in his mouth, the Grim Reaper narrowed his eyes as he watched the rain of bullets showering at the sedans. Frowning slightly at the sight, he snarled, “These are the sedans exclusively used by the president! The God of War is quite a prudent man huh? Are those guns all we have got from Mr. Tucker? Did he provide us anything more exciting?”

One of his sidekicks answered, “There's a bazooka!”

In a frosty voice, the Grim Reaper demanded, “Bring it over!”

Soon, the sidekick came back with the bazooka on his shoulder.

The Grim Reaper took it over effortlessly as if it was just a toy made of plastic.

With a sinister smile, he aimed the bazooka at the sedan Nathan was in. “Ha ha, your doomsday is here, God of War!”

Then, he launched a missile from the bazooka without hesitation.

Whoosh!

Along with a fiery flame tail, the missile swooped down in the direction of the sedans.

Colin and the other drivers had long sensed its movement before they were hit by it.

“Back away immediately!” Colin growled at the walkie talkie.

At the same time, Colin and the other two drivers floored the accelerators to bring their cars backward as far as they could. Just as they retreated about several meters away from the spot, the missile landed on the ground with an explosion.

Following a deafening blast, smoke and dust permeated the air.

Other than the sedan Nathan was in, the other two flipped over due to the monumental impact of the explosion.

The first thing Colin did subsequent to the explosion was yelling at the walkie talkie. “Tell me your condition.”

Although the mercenaries focused their attack on Nathan as soon as he was seen, none of their bullets managed to hit him.

Just as they finished firing all their bullets, it was Nathan's time to launch his counterattack.

Holding a submachine gun in one hand, he paraded toward the mercenaries with a poker-faced expression. As he fired away, the mercenaries squealed agonizingly and slumped onto the ground as they were hit by the bullets from Nathan's gun.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Elite Eight too alighted from the sedans with weapons in their hands. They joined Nathan in his

counterattack on the mercenaries.

When Nathan's submachine gun ran out of bullets, two of the mercenaries immediately advanced on him with daggers. In a swift motion, Nathan reloaded his submachine gun and pulled the trigger to blast the two mercenaries away from him.

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye, a guy with an incredibly muscular build lunged toward Nathan like a bull.

It was the Grim Reaper.