Wrong Target?
Josh quickly analyzed everything with a cold glint in his eyes.
Things were really tricky.
~Drrrrr~~
The rain, as if reading his mood, intensified yet again, creating more tension to the already nerve-wracking situation.
"Edwin! Hoshen! Quickly get on my back now. We have no more time to lose."
The duo looked at each other hesitantly.
Josh knew their worries but felt that now wasn't the time to think of these.
For Josh, ever since staying in Baymard, his strength, speed, flexibility, and several aspects about him had increased tremendously.
He could punch a while right through a brick wall if he used his max strength.
Of course, he attributed all this to the military training, which had made him stronger than ever before.
He had carried many under him during missions before, so his men weren't too surprised about his request.
What worried them was something else.
"Major General, sir!