Nathan remained calm throughout. His faint smile emitted a subtle hint of ridicule.
Carson soon regained his composure.
A look of fear clouded his face. He shot a fierce glare at Kerk and Hayley. “Silence, you two!”
Without hesitating for another second, he quickly tidied his uniform and straightened himself. As Kerk and Hayley stared in bewilderment, he looked straight at Nathan and shouted, “Attention!”
“Salute!” he commanded.
A look of confusion flickered across the faces of his troupe.
As military officers, however, it was their first and foremost duty to obey orders.
There were over twenty of them. At Carson's command, every single one of them immediately positioned himself and held up a hand in salutation.
“Greetings, General!” Carson shouted.
His troupe followed suit. “Greetings, General!”
Kerk and Hayley gawked at the sight of the entire troupe giving their salutation. Many people around them turned and looked as they heard the commotion.
Murmurs arose as the curious crowd wondered about Nathan's identity.
“Wait, what's going on?” Hayley exclaimed in disbelief. “They're just a bunch of intruders! Why are you saluting him as if he's a superior officer?”
“Indeed! Captain Weiner, could you have mistaken anything?” Kerk asked.
Carson shot the ignorant couple a cold glance. He quickly fixated his eyes back onto Nathan with complete reverence. “There's no mistake. He is none other than the pride of the army, the God of War, General Nathan Cross!”
General Nathan Cross?
Kerk and Hayley trembled as they gasped in horror.
Kerk just recalled what he had heard about the General earlier. His name indeed sounded like “Nathan Cross.”
The General whom he was supposed to aid as a foreign language interpreter tonight...
It can't be... Is he the real General or just a
doppelganger?
Hayley shifted her horrified gaze from Nathan onto Penny, who stood beside him quietly all this while.
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