Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1792

The next day, Nathan bid goodbye and left for Channing Military Base. He was planning to head back to the North on a private plane.

Channing Military Base was located in the suburbs.

Nathan drove to the military base on his own. However, he felt that something was off when he drove out of the city.

There wasn't a single vehicle nor pedestrian in sight ever since he drove out of the city.

Something feels off.

Just then, a black Gurkha Armored SUV roared past Nathan.

The Gurkha is also known as a tactical armored vehicle. It is bulletproof and has a solid build.

The black Gurkha Armored SUV charged towards Nathan's sedan fiercely like an angry bull.

What's worse, there was another black military Humvee behind Nathan.

The military Humvee was also bulletproof.

The Gurkha Armored SUV and military Humvee approached Nathan's sedan sandwiched in the middle at breakneck speed.

Bam!

There was an earth-shattering crash.

The three cars collided violently.

An ordinary sedan would have been crushed into scrap metal in such a violent collision.

However, Nathan's sedan was specially made for the commander-in-chief. It cost almost twenty million.

The car was bulletproof and mine-resistant.

Hence, the sedan wasn't damaged from the collision even though it was sandwiched in between the Humvee and the Gurkha.

Silence filled the air after the violent collision.

Fierus replied calmly, “I don't think so. The Daviers wouldn't have spent so much if he's so easy to kill.”

The moment he finished speaking, the car door of the sedan opened.

A tall figure wearing black combat boots alighted from the sedan.

It was Nathan!

The airbags that sprang out from the collision tore his human skin mask as it hits his face.

Nathan raised his hand and peeled off his mask, revealing his real handsome face.

Jada was puzzled. “Huh? He even knows how to change his face.”

Nathan stared at the both of them coldly. “You dare to kill me when you don't even know who I am?”

Fierus cackled. “We were paid one billion to kill you. Whoever you are, you are dead meat today.”