The CEO's Wife Is a Medical Master-Chapter 157: Operation Corpse Abuse

Nathaniel Nathan burst into the enemy command center with unstoppable momentum, executing a decapitation strike. The exercise was over.

"Five minutes and nine seconds!" The enemy commander snatched the hat off his head and looked at Nathaniel Nathan. "Not bad. You’ve broken the record again!"

Nathaniel merely glanced at Sheldon Caldwell and stated, "Decapitation successful. Exercise concluded."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped out. The signal flag indicating the end of the exercise was raised.

Sheldon Caldwell shot Nathaniel a glare. "Look at this cocky bastard!"

He jokingly picked up a nearby gun loaded with rubber bullets and fired at Nathaniel’s back. Just when it seemed the sneak attack would land, Nathaniel, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, raised his own training gun and fired instantly.

The rubber bullet struck him squarely on the brow, and the pain sent him dropping into a crouch. He couldn’t help but curse, "Fuck! How did he even see that?!"

Nathaniel snorted, raised his gun, and fired a few more shots—POP! POP!—at Sheldon’s face. Sheldon was furious. "Direwolf, you don’t shoot a man in the face!"

Nathaniel said nothing, simply firing a few more shots—POP! POP!—at Sheldon’s joints. This made Sheldon even angrier. "What the hell, your first shot already ’killed’ me! Why are you still shooting?! What’s your problem!"

"Desecrating the body," Nathaniel said coolly.

Sheldon was so furious at this that he nearly coughed up blood, but Nathaniel had already slung his gun over his shoulder and swaggered off.

"Deputy Commander, are you all right?" a teammate asked, helping Sheldon to his feet.

He cursed. "Of course I’m fine! Just look at that smug bastard! Direwolf, one day I’m going to beat you into the ground!"

His only response was the sight of Nathaniel’s cold, retreating back. He didn’t even turn his head this time.

But the more nonchalant Nathaniel acted, the more Sheldon felt his contempt.

Sheldon was thoroughly frustrated. He used to be the youngest Deputy Commander in their unit, the center of everyone’s attention. Because he was so formidable and excelled in every area, he had earned the nickname "The Great Demon King."

But ever since the Chairman transferred Nathaniel over for so-called "special training," his spec-ops team had become a laughingstock. Whether in operational command or personal combat prowess, Nathaniel was just unbelievably strong, practically making Sheldon look like a rank amateur in comparison.

So his teammates had given Nathaniel the moniker "The Unruly Devil," and he, The Great Demon King, was on the verge of being forgotten.

Sheldon was dying to know just where in the world this "Unruly Devil" had sprung from.

Nathaniel returned to the temporary command post, his expression cold and his presence imposing. "Reporting to the Chairman. Spec-Ops Team Two has completed its mission. The decapitation strike was a success!"

The Chairman, Seth Maverick, nodded. He looked at Nathaniel and asked, "A report just came in. Said you were abusing prisoners again this time?"

"No," Nathaniel denied.

Just as Seth Maverick was about to praise him, Nathaniel added abruptly, "At most, it was desecrating bodies. They got up and started shooting after they’d already ’died,’ supposedly to show their indomitable spirit. So I had no choice but to beat them down until they were thoroughly incapacitated."

Seth Maverick was left speechless. Seeing things were getting awkward, his special assistant quickly jumped in to smooth things over. "You all performed very well today. The exercise is over, go get some rest!"

"Yes, sir!" Nathaniel saluted them, then turned and walked out. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

After he left, Seth Maverick shot his special assistant a glare. "Why do you spoil him so much? He broke the rules today and should have been punished. Otherwise, he’ll think he can get away with anything!"