CHAPTER 895 YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF ARRESTING ME
In no time at all, Fletcher, Mark, and Jeremiah heard about Lucas sending Chris to capture Nathan.
Immediately, they gathered their own men and rushed to Johnstone Hotel. They wanted to be present when Nathan was brought to justice. In fact, they were even hoping that he would be executed on the spot by Chris.
By the time they arrived at the hotel, the entire vicinity was swarming with fully-armed soldiers.
Fletcher and his group hurried forward to ask one of the soldiers how things were going, only to be met by the guns of nearby soldiers.
One of the soldiers hollered, "We're under orders from General Ziegler to capture someone. All you irrelevant persons stay away, or we'll arrest you as well!"
Despite getting shouted at by the soldier, Fletcher and the rest laughed gleefully.
“Looks like General Ziegler is really pissed off this time. Even the men he sent here are mad as hell. Cross is so very dead!" Fletcher exclaimed smugly.
At the same time, Chris had ordered his men to lock down the hotel before he brought a hundred of his best fighters with him inside. They would be heading upstairs to nab Nathan.
Unexpectedly, Nathan was already waiting for him in the lounge of the hotel lobby.
Colin and the Elite Eight were standing nearby, their posture stiff and tensed.
Within seconds, Chris's men had surrounded the lounge area. One hundred submachine guns pointed at Nathan and his men. Chris sauntered forward, glancing at Nathan, who was smoking calmly.
Curling his lips in a cold smirk, Chris stated, "Heh! You allowed your bodyguards to beat up the General's National Guards, yet you have the audacity to sit here smoking? Men, drag that punk here and give him a good whipping before arresting him."
Nathan stared at the Major General before he answered with a half-smile, "Arrest me? You're not worthy!"
"I'm not worthy?" Chris snarled, "I don't care who the f**k you are, I'm gonna beat your ass today and then drag you back with me!”
With that said, Chris pulled out his gun and advanced toward Nathan menacingly. Nathan took out a military officer ID before speaking in a hard tone, "Open your damn eyes and see what this is." He tossed the ID at Chris, smacking him in the face.
Chris instinctively grabbed the ID as his face throbbed with pain. His temper sparked and he was about to act on it when he registered what he was holding. He went still in surprise.
Infuriated, the surrounding soldiers shouted, "You dare throw something at Major-General Gore? Die!"
Hurriedly raising his hand in a "stop" gesture, Chris yelled, "Wait!"
The soldiers shot him looks of confusion, wondering why he had ordered them to halt.
Ignoring them, Chris carefully opened the little booklet. When he saw Nathan's photo inside, he was absolutely stunned. Nathan was wearing a general
's uniform.
Name: Nathan Cross
Division: North Army
Title: Commander-in-chief of the North Army
Rank: General
Boom!
Chris's mind went blank when he finished reading the document.
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