Chapter 831: What kind of reversal is this!

"Holy crap! Asan Nation Expeditionary Force Commander-in-Chief Amir... Lieutenant General?"

"What the hell is this!!"

"This guy, is actually a Lieutenant General?"

The Dragon Nation soldiers tried their best to peel Amir out of the battle suit.

Finally found this guy's officer ID.

Took a look, and was instantly scared silly.

The soldier on the other side heard this and hurriedly snatched Amir's officer ID from his hand.

Was also stunned instantly.

The two soldiers looked at each other, and then looked at Amir, who was now stripped down to only a pair of floral underpants, unconscious with his butt stuck out.

They were messy in the wind.

Good guy, I just grabbed him casually?

And grabbed an Asan Nation Lieutenant General?

This?

It's simply too fantasy!

This happiness came too suddenly!

Special-Class Merit, is it in hand just like that?

Both of their hands were trembling with excitement, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Holy... crap!"

"You kid, hurry up and see if our Special-Class Merit was killed by your slap..."

The next second, Soldier A hurriedly bent down, placed his finger on Amir's carotid artery, and after feeling the pulse, finally let out a long breath.

"Fortunately... fortunately!"

"Still breathing... not dead yet..."

"Special-Class Merit! Holy crap! Our luck, is simply unmatched!"

"Hahahaha! Who says it isn't!"

The other soldier also hurriedly agreed.

"With this Special-Class Merit, when the Commander awards us the medal, and we go home, let's see which blind person dares to turn the table when I'm picking food!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Carry our Special-Class Merit back!"

Immediately after, the two soldiers tied countless knots on Amir.

Like tying a pig in the countryside, one on each side, carrying him on their shoulders.

"Can't you tie a different knot? Making us look like pig killers in the countryside..."

"Hahahaha! It's about the same anyway! This guy is at least 250 pounds, what's the difference from a pig..."

The soldiers were clearly in a very good mood.

Chatting on and off.

"By the way, how do the Asan Nation people think? Letting such a stupid pig become a Lieutenant General! If this were in our village, such an idiot wouldn't even be able to find a wife..."

"Who knows? Asan people doing things, only Asan people understand."

"..."

Asan Nation, New Delhi.

President's office.

Modi sat at the desk, his face gloomy enough to wring out water.

"Is there still no news from Amir?"

Modi's hoarse voice came, and Ayesha on the side woke up instantly.

She hurriedly walked to Modi and said cautiously.

"Re... Report to the President, General Amir's troops have completely lost contact with us..."

"We tried to restore communication with the battlefield radio, but there is no response from that side..." ===== CHAPTER 833 =====