Salute To The General
Chapter 2309

Meanwhile, at an abandoned power station in the eastern suburbs.

Kristoff was sitting In his chair smoking a cigarette while the Monk and the Priest stood behind him with poker faces.

Tim was covered in blood and locked up in a cage not far off.

Several burly men from Jetroina stood guard by his cage. All of them had been hired by Tetsuo.

Those men were either cleaning their guns or their katanas.

"Don't just stand around. Quickly get into position for the ambush. Follow my signal the moment Nathan appears. If I signal for you to shoot, shoot. If I tell you to charge at him with your swords, charge at him with your swords," Tetsuo urged. "Yes, Mr. Fujiwara," the men responded.

They then positioned themselves with their weapons on hand.

Tetsuo gave Tim, who was on the brink of death, a gleeful look after everything was in place. "Lone Star, your master will probably be here very soon. Don't you worry. I will finish him off first before killing you so that you don't feel lonely on your way to hell. Hahaha!"

With that, Tetsuo made his way toward Kristoff. "Mr. Young, everything is ready. I've prepared a hundred rifles and nine hundred katanas for my subordinates. And let's not forget those two generals of yours. It'll be a one-way trip for Nathan if he comes this time around." Kristoff nodded his head in satisfaction. "Very good!"

However, the Monk and the Priest didn't think much of it. They figured they were more than enough to finish

Nathan off and that Tetsuo's arrangement was redundant.

Time slowly ticked by, but Nathan had yet to show himself.

Kristoff started to grow uneasy. Is Nathan not coming?

Tetsuo frowned. "Could it be that Nathan knows something's up and has given Tim up? Is he scared?"

Kristoff kept quiet.

The Priest sneered. "He wouldn't show up if he has a brain." "That's right. He must have chickened out," the Monk echoed.

Just then, a cold voice rang out. "Who says I've chickened out?"

Everyone could hear it loud and clear.

Kristoff and his subordinates stared in surprise as a tall and suave man slowly made his way in.

The man was none other than Nathan himself.

Tetsuo's men started to surround Nathan the moment he appeared.

Jetroinian men with katanas emerged from the dark. They were staring at Nathan like wolves, prepared to strike at any moment. Besides that, a hundred snipers had their rifles aimed at Nathan not too far off, all of them waiting for Tetsuo's order to shoot.

Kristoff threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it with his right foot.

He narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Hmph! Nathan Cross, we meet again."

However, Nathan didn't even spare Kristoff a look as he took in his surroundings. His gaze landed on

Tim, who was locked up in the cage. He looks barely alive.

Nathan frowned. "Tim, can you hold on for a little longer?"

Tim replied with a weak smile, "Mr. Cross, I told you I'm a lone star and will bring you misfortune, but you refused to believe me. They've set this place up with thousands of men, nine hundred katana wielders, and one hundred snipers. You shouldn't have come, Mr. Cross." Nathan said calmly, "We don't abandon our comrades in the North Army. I will come if you ever need me. Moreover, I'm telling you this one last time. That stupid 'Lone Star' title of yours will never be the death of me nor anyone else. Just lay there and wait for me. I'll get you out in a bit."

The Monk and the Priest appeared in front of Nathan, blocking his way.

The Monk pulled his twin sai out and waved them around. "You need to get our permission first before you can take him away from here." He chuckled sinisterly.

Meanwhile, the Priest was staring at Nathan with a smile that did not reach his eyes while toying with his tarot cards.

Nathan said coldly, "I'll kill anyone who stands in my way."

With that, he slowly made his way over.