BuzzNovelChapter 358
Raven's voice was cold and sharp. The crowd immediately turned toward her.
Under their gaze, Raven, walking beside the hospital bed, had somehow stopped without anyone noticing. Her
eyes locked onto the nurse, cold and unfathomable.
The surrounding medical staff felt the oppressive weight of her presence and instinctively held their breath.
The nurse, meeting Raven's gaze, unconsciously took two steps back. But then, her eyes flicked to Raver's
civilian clothes, and a mocking smile appeared. "And who do you think you are?
"Did | say something wrong? Captain Henderson is a regular at the hospital. I've never seen him win any major
battles, and his kill count barely scrapes into double digits. If that's not trash, then what is?"
The soldiers under Miles's command trembled with barely restrained fury. True, they hadn't won many battles.
On the contrary, they had suffered devastating losses over time.
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But in every single one of those battles, they fought against enemies who outnumbered them at least two to
one. They had protested countless times about the unfair missions handed down to them, but the only response
they ever received was," As soldiers, your duty is to obey orders."
No one doubted that if it were a battle between evenly matched people, with Miles's strength and wisdom, they
would almost be able to crush the enemy.
Yet, in those people's eyes, Miles, who swore unwavering loyalty to the nation, was nothing more than a
"sympathy-seeking failure" who used his injuries to curry favor with the higher-ups.
At that moment, years of pent-up frustration over the endless, impossible missions and the bitterness of seeing
Miles's sacrifices dismissed as worthless threatened to constheir reason.
“Heh..... Haha.......” Suddenly, a hoarse, mocking laugh broke the tense silence. It cfrom Damian, one of the
soldiers. The surrounding medical staff frowned at the sound. But before anyone could react, Damian's voice
erupted like a thunderclap, shaking everyone to their core, "Do you think our Commander's record is as pathetic
as you make it out to be? "Use your brain for once and think, you uncultured swine! If our commander hid in the
back during battles, wouldn't he just run at the first sign of trouble? Why would he always end up so badly
injured?
"And if he was putting on a show, wouldn't it be easier for him to cozy up to the higher-ups, sipping tea and
chatting, instead of risking his life on the battlefield? But how many times have you seen him injured to the brink
of death?
"Letmake this clear for you! Just an hour ago, his kill count officially surpassed one thousand. One thousand
and three, to be exact.
"And that's something your so-called Brigadier-General Fleming hasn't achieved in his career!"
As Damian finished speaking, the room plunged into an eerie stillness. In that moment, nearly everyone turned
to look at Damian, their gazes filled with disbelief.
'They're insane! Every single one of them. It's not just Miles. His entire team lost
it"
The nurse, who had earlier called Miles a trash, quickly snapped back to her senses. She glared at Damian and
demanded," Who are you calling an uncultured swine?
"Your defense sounds all high and mighty, but don't forget, no one here is an idiot. Would he still be stuck in his
position if he were that capable?
"I'll give you this, though-you're a loyal slave. The moment he says he has killed
a thousand enemies, you're parroting him. If he claimed he was about to drop dead, would you be the first to
prepare for his funeral?"
Her words made several of the nearby medical staff burst into laughter. But for Raven, her gaze turned icy as
she watched the annoying-faced nurse.
Regardless, she had no interest in wasting words on someone like her. Tilting her head slightly, she said calmly
to Ken beside her, "Shut her damn mouth."
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