Salute To The General
Chapter 2704

Under the crowd's gaze and the live broadcast of innumerable journalists, Nathan stepped onto the red carpet and strode forward until he reached the stage.

Zion stepped forward and greeted the man with a smile. The two of them then shook hands vigorously.

Thereafter, he proclaimed, "Our president is here!"

Again, the crowd erupted in deafening applause, and Zion tactfully retreated to the side.

With that, only Nathan was left at the podium, standing proudly.

Below the stage, representatives from all walks of life, including Hansel and the other elders, Fang and other major generals from the military, as well as Zion and other members of the Great Cabinet, were gazing at the man with excitement written all over their faces. Likewise, Penny, Queenie, Kylie, Benson, Leah, and the others in the VIP section were wearing expressions of adulation. They were very much proud of the man.

Hello, everyone. I'm the new president of Eurasia, Nathan Cross. I hereby take the inaugural oath as the President."

As Nathan's loud and powerful voice rang out, everyone present quietened down. All of them perked up their ears to listen to his inaugural oath.

The cameras and video cameras of the journalists there were all focused on him.

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot pierced the air.

A bullet flew at Nathan, aiming right between his eyes.

Without warning, Nathan tilted his head back slightly. The bullet whizzed through the air and hit the massive projector screen behind him. With a pop, a bullet hole appeared on the screen.

That sudden incident shocked everyone present.

Similarly, the global audience watching the live broadcast on television was shaken.

The captain of Nathan's National Guard, Colin, reacted at lightning speed. The instant the gunshot sounded, his pupils abruptly shrunk. He whipped his gun out and fired a shot in the direction where the bullet originated. Bang!

In the section where foreign guests were seated, a man in black collapsed following the sound of the gunshot.

Shrieks resounded in the hall, and the situation started growing chaotic.

Seeing that, Fate frowned slightly, never expecting Jacques-a sharpshooter who was said to have Grim Reaper's hand-to fail in catching Nathan unaware by his unforeseen shot.

Conversely, Nathan's reflexes were terrifying. His speed in dodging was also unbelievable, for he could even dodge a bullet.

"There are assassins!" the Felidae Battalion and security personnel in plain clothes present roared.

They all surrounded Nathan to keep the man safe.

Right then, Fate made a gesture, signaling all his team members to act in concert.

In the blink of an eye, many of his subordinates who had infiltrated the hall whipped out their guns or daggers. Some aimed their guns at Nathan and fired haphazardly, while others slashed at the people around them madly. It was complete pandemonium.

Besides, there were also a number of assassins surreptitiously following the soldiers and security personnel and rushing toward Nathan, hoping to get close to the man and assassinate him at close quarters.

That sudden twist of events had the place plunging into bedlam.

Nathan's brows furrowed imperceptibly. At a glance, he could tell that some people were deliberately creating chaos while others were seizing advantage of the melee to approach him.

Immediately, he spoke into the microphone in front of him in a deep voice. "Everyone, freeze! Don't come close to me. Regardless of whether you're a soldier, security personnel, or military general, you don't need to approach me. Everyone, step back in an orderly manner. As long as you retreat like a tidal wave, all the assassins will be exposed."

His voice was steady and compelling. On top of that, there was an authoritative note in his word that everyone instinctively obeyed.

The crowd started retreating according to his orders.

Even the soldiers and security personnel no longer rushed toward Nathan as they backed away.

In no time, when they had withdrawn some distance away, the assassins who had taken advantage of the chaos to charge at Nathan were exposed entirely.

Over twenty top elites in the world blurred into dozens of afterimages and streaked toward Nathan.

Everyone present gasped in horror at the sight of so many assassins shooting toward the man.

The foreign journalists also exclaimed in fright, but the camera recorders in their hands remained trained on the scene before their very eyes.

At that very instant, far across the ocean, Max was sitting in front of the television with his aides as he watched everything unfold on the television coldly. Nervousness started creeping into him. This moment determines our success or otherwise in assassinating him!