Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1147

Meanwhile, Marlon didn't receive Black Mamba's gunfire support.

Instead, all he heard was a gunshot from the building opposite them, and Black Mamba went silent after that.

"Black Mamba, Black Mamba?" Marlon called out twice at his transmitter, but he didn't receive any response. He had a dreadful feeling that misfortune must have befallen his subordinate.

The Master Marksman from Africa, Black Mamba, who was revered as the God of Death, was killed in one shot.

Oh God!

What the hell is happening here?

Could it be because there are a lot of formidable people here? Or was Black Mamba just unlucky enough to be killed in one shot?

Fortunately, no more gunshots could be heard from the building opposite them.

Marlon couldn't care less. He turned to his own soldiers and commanded them as he looked at the eight elite soldiers without any hesitation, "Do it. Kill them, but be careful of dirty tricks. End them as soon as possible."

The moment he finished saying this, the soldiers charged towards Nathan.

They were seasoned veterans in Africa; they were already numb to killing.

At that same moment, the Elite Eight also moved, albeit at a higher speed and with a greater impact.

The moment they approached each other, a few African soldiers sputtered out blood when they were punched by the opposition.

What?

Marlon was utterly dumbfounded.

My men are the best of the best in our tribe; they could each hold off an army on their own!

Indeed, those eight men were just as powerful as two whole battalions in battle.

How did they get slaughtered by Nathan's men just like that?

Marlon was both angry and shocked because Nathan was much more powerful than he had thought him to be.

Even so, he had no choice but to fight until the end. Marlon roared a feral cry as he pounced towards Nathan at the speed of lightning.

We must kill the leader first!

If I can defeat Nathan and make him my hostage, his men will definitely not dare try anything else!

With a dagger in his hand, Marlon approached Nathan and thrust the blade towards Nathan's shoulders.