Chapitre 321: ANNIHILATING THE TERRORISTS.

The sudden silence in the battlefield was like that in a graveyard, every terrorist and soldier alike looked on with trepidation at the man that stood tall like he could support a mountain in his broad back.

Imposing! Tyrannical! Ruthless! Powerful!

That was their most dominant impression of the captain at this moment, which only became more evident on seeing the corpse that lied beside him.

Seeing their seemingly invisible Commander lying limp and unmoving in a pool of his own blood, the terrorists freaked out.

They felt real fear for the first time in their lives, they regretted for the first time the fact that they could not blend with the shadows and disappear.

All their sense of loyalty to the Persian tigers organization evaporated like the wind, now the only thing in their mind was how to escape, and that's exactly what they did.

If the flash of the ancient DC community was real, they now really craved that power. What an envious young man.