Then, several soldiers hurriedly approached Dante to help the man remove the combat suit.
Grimacing in pain on the floor, Dante desperately gasped for air.
Because of the level of fidelity the system could provide, Dante felt as if he had been hit by a truck.
Even though the fatal punch did not actually kill Dante, he suffered the pain of getting his skull cracked open virtually.
Like a man who had just narrowly escaped death, Dante was drenched in cold sweats and was as pale as a ghost.
Dante was glad that it was only a virtual battle, for he would have been dead for sure had he faced the Chief Military Governor of Eurasia in a real fight.
Accompanied by several of his subordinates, Gammon walked over to Dante with a displeased look. “That wasn't supposed to happen! I thought you were unbeatable, so what the heck happened, Dante?”
After summoning every bit of strength left in him, Dante got on his feet to greet the President. He wanted to explain himself but realized he had no idea how to do so. I can't just tell the President that Chief Cross is simply too powerful and that he and I are not on the same level.
In the end, Dante decided to keep silent and lower his head in utter defeat.
All the other Remdikians quickly put on a solemn expression when they noticed how displeased Gammon was.
At that point, Gammon was convinced that he had to send the elites instead of the less experienced ones in his army to compete with Nathan.
While the Remdikian army was still considering who should go against Nathan next, Gammon had already pointed his finger at someone. “Rogan, it's your turn to show Chief Cross what you're made of. Let's see if Eurasia is really superior to Remdik!”
As soon as Gammon finished his sentence, a burly, seven-foot-tall general in jet-black military boots marched forward and responded, “Yes, President Gammon!”
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