Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 903

When Fletcher and his companions took a closer look at the General's face, they were utterly shocked.

"The ge-ge-general is Nathan!"

At that moment, Fletcher's face turned pale as his head began to spin. With his vision fading, he felt as if he was going to faint anytime.

Meanwhile, when Mark and Jeremiah realized that Nathan was the General of the North, their blood pressure skyrocketed to the extent they almost vomited blood.

Nathan is actually the young general!

Fletcher and his companions felt as if the sky was rumbling and their world was turned upside down.

They didn't even notice the cold sweat that had drenched their clothes.

Pale-faced, they stared at Nathan with trembling lips.

After they triple-checked to verify that the man in the military uniform walking towards them was indeed Nathan, they froze like statues.

Behind Nathan were two of his subordinates. One was Heptakill, who was wearing a major general's uniform, while the other was Colin Dunne, who was in a colonel's uniform.

Behind them, there were eight fearsome warriors in North Army uniform. They were the best soldiers among Nathan's personal guards, the Elite Eight.

The closer Nathan got, the deeper Fletcher's heart sank into despair.

Good God!

They never imagined that the person whom they had messed with turned out to be the General of the North.

He was the man who massacred the nation's enemies, and had always left a pile of bodies in his wake. He had earned himself the moniker: God of War.

Dear God, why did we offend the devil himself!

It suddenly occurred to Fletcher and his companions that death wasn't so bad after all. They finally understood why the political leaders of the West had ingratiated themselves with Nathan and why Chris had saluted Nathan at the Johnstone Hotel.

The reason was simple. Nathan was the General of the North!

It now made sense as to how Nathan was able to destroy the Furies so easily and how he dared to threaten the Western Chamber of Commerce.

It was because he was the God of War!

Fletcher and his companions could feel their stomachs turning.