The Protector (The Return Of The God of War) novel Chapter 1484

It was an order that doused the fighters’ morale, overcasting the squad with silence.

Each and every member of the Suicide Squad knew jolly well that they wouldn’t leave the North alive, but to die an unworthy death was a stake in their pride.

Anyone would recoil from the thought of launching themselves to their own graves like a pawn in a game of chess.

They were humans and not merely a tool.

Despite their reluctance, they kept their rage in check and their lips tightly glued.

After all, they weren’t the ones giving commands, and the Four Basilisks were highly capable.

It might be best to just do as told.

“Do I make myself clear? If there are no objections, let’s get the ball rolling!”

Seeing absolute submission, Heracles smiled.

The Four Basilisks were wallowing in this feeling of absolute power.

“Objection!” someone shouted, and shuffling sounds of curiosity ensued.

All eyes were set on the source—Levi Garrison.

He was known as Malcolm Langston in the squad, though.

“Was it you?” Heracles looked at Levi.

“Yes! We are the Suicide Squad, not the Suicidal Squad! Throwing ourselves ruthlessly at the enemy before knowing their strategies or tactics is suicidal! We are willing to die for the country but in a worthy manner!”

With Levi’s extensive experience as a commander, his capability was way beyond anyone when it came to military tactics.

One can never defeat their enemies till one knows who they really are.

Launching an attack without knowing what the Northern Demon had in place was nothing different from self-immolation.