Capítulo 112: Sanders

South Carolina, the Graham House.

The moonlight shone brightly, illuminating two old men in the backyard. They were each sitting on a comfy couch, staring at each other with a weird smug smile.

"Are you sure they can manage this?" The first old man asked with a worried expression.

"They'll be fine. This grandson-in-law of mine is very slick in escaping, so even if he fails, nothing will happen." Nathan shrugged.

"Oi, we're still talking about a few thousand of our soldiers." He glared at him, telling him to get serious.

"I know. I want him to accumulate experiences in the front lines as much as possible since he will marry my lovely granddaughter. If we are talking about his brain, as far as I know, every time he gives an order, it's only after he has fully calculated in advance how many of them he expects to die. Being smart alone is not enough…" Nathan sighed.

"So you are training him by using my son?" He was a bit annoyed.