Counterfeit Hero-Chapter 971 - 78: Losing Control (Part 2)

Others train, it's just biting down and working hard. No one would have thought that this Fatty trains desperately either out of fear of dying or a desire to give his instructor a beating. With different motivations and levels of dedication, the results are naturally different. Fatty's skills, one-fifth is talent, one-fifth is luck, but three-fifths comes from sheer determination!

Fatty isn't afraid of losing. This scoundrel just took a couple of hits and feels a bit aggrieved!

Those damn Feiyang soldiers, instead of letting me beat them up, dared to hit and kick me! What kind of world is this! Just because I'm not in uniform and all that's left is my bare flesh, these bastards don't know I'm a Major General?!

Fatty feels he underestimated these Feiyang Special Soldiers. Feiyang's dominance over the seas—its soldiers are not comparable to the likes of Desic Empire's elderly and weak soldiers. Not to mention anything else, just Feiyang's level of technology is enough for them to establish a full set of training and medical systems that keep their soldiers at the peak of quality.

He had heard that many of the training machines and medical pods were possessed only by Feiyang. Those things are treasures; a bean sprout weighing less than sixty kilograms, after two months of training, could be turned into a sturdy man daring to fight two wolves barehanded. One can imagine the level of their Special Soldiers!

Amidst the storm-like attacks, Fatty felt incredibly regretful.

When that stinking woman called six others to join in, his shout of "Wait" should have been more decisive. If it's really impossible, he should have just bolted away, didn't even need to run far, just a few dozen meters, would they have really chased after me?! If they dared to chase, I'd dare to run while shouting for help! Humph, by then, the nature of things would change completely! Pursuing an officer, just the charge alone would be enough to get them punished!

Unfortunately, just a moment of hesitation, now twelve Special Soldiers are charging together, and they're capable fighters. Dealing with them is genuinely troublesome! Not that he can't win, just worried that things will escalate and heavy-handedly, making it embarrassing for everyone. Knocking out one White Goose is enough to make Carolina's eyes burn with fury, if all these dozen Feiyang soldiers end up with missing limbs, it'd be too much.

After all, we are allies, still needing cooperation.

Fatty blocked with both hands straight away, deflecting the side kicks of two Feiyang soldiers. With a big stride, body spun out of the encirclement of three warriors, left foot dodged sideways, the body covered in footprints.

With elbows bent to protect his head, he forcefully pushed back a flying kick by a Feiyang warrior, revealing an opportunity. Before another Feiyang warrior could pounce, he delivered a Tornado Kick to the face of a Feiyang soldier on the left.

The Feiyang soldier was caught off guard, slumped to the ground like a burst sack, without even a grunt, instantly fainting.

At last, solved one! Fatty was feeling secretly pleased, suddenly, his body was grabbed and hugged tightly by another Feiyang soldier. For unknown reasons, all the hairs on Fatty's back stood up. Goosebumps instantly covered his body under the extremely dangerous premonition!

At the edge of the training field, Margaret furrowed her brows, gaze like smoke, a flash of cold light.

She noticed, including Jason, a few Feiyang soldiers' moves were becoming more dangerous. Moves aimed to choke or strike were increasingly common.

Margaret is not some saint; having long been by Hastings' side, familiar with life-and-death situations, since age twelve she realized not to show any mercy to her enemies.

To put a venomous snake into your bosom, first you must remove its fangs. The world has too many stories of nurturing troubles and repaying kindness with betrayal. The complexity of the human heart is beyond even God's control! Only by standing at a sufficiently high place, extracting all the fangs of malice, ambition, and desire beneath your feet can you guarantee your own safety. These are lessons Hastings taught her, and they've been her principles in practice.

None of the daring high-ranking offspring, lustful for her beauty or status, nor the mischievous, cunning commoner officers attempting to climb up using her, ended well at her hands. Ever since she brazenly beat a young debauched trying to drug her into a eunuch at a dance party, then coldly laughing saying, "Want to play with me, grow a dick in your next life!" No one dared to lay a hand on her again.

The nickname "witch" isn't because she enjoys petty jokes.

That's her rule!

Therefore, as for the several dissatisfied Feiyang soldiers who intend to deal with this overly arrogant and shamefully obscene Fatty, Margaret merely maintains an attitude of watching the show and adding fuel to the flames.

Fatty surely hit Sammon, spat a face full of saliva, yet that's for the sake of those thirty-four thousand Chuckna Warriors! Sammon getting beaten was really light.

More so, when discussing, Feiyang's actions aren't much nobler than Fatty's. As a Leray person, Fatty is equally discontent. Leray was the first to become a sacrifice in this war, the newly captured Free Port, Feiyang took it without even a word. Not even intending to spare the bandit army he painstakingly formed. Recently, the matters discussed and measures decided between Carolina and Cheng Zhixuan, which aren't aimed at the bandit army?