Chapitre 60: A BATTLE OF WITS AND SKILL.

Clark always dreaded and anticipated the day that he would kill his first Mocan soldier. He hated them to the core, so he would never hesitate if the opportunity to kill one was presented to him.

The appearance of this soldier lit up a burning flame that was carefully concealed in his heart. At this moment, the flame already burst forth like split milk, it could not be remedied again.

He acted very fast, as he quickly whispered to his 2-form gun to take on its machine gun configuration. His gun diligently obeyed, as it quickly rearranged its configuration.

Despite this opponent being a high-grade soldier, Clark was brainlessly determined like never before to eliminate this soldier.

The Mocan soldier saw him coming but ignored him as he did a sideways slash with his sword, easily killing another soldier from the squad. To him, these soldiers were just cannon fodder, so he didn’t care.