My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 862

Chapter 862 -862 Putting Him In Place

The Commander General couldn’t even form a proper sentence. How could he possibly endure the full weight of Kisha’s suppression? He wasn’t like Aston, who had endured brutal training, spilled blood on the battlefield, and stared death in the eye more times than he could count. Aston had earned his rank through pain, sacrifice, and discipline.

The Commander General, on the other hand, climbed the ranks using connections and political favors. That reliance on influence had made him arrogant, blind to his own shortcomings. It was no wonder Aston, despite following military decorum, held no real respect for him. He knew the man’s nature, hollow authority wrapped in self-importance, and they never truly got along.

So when the Commander General had the gall to question Kisha’s ability to lead, Aston found it laughable. The very idea was absurd. If this man were placed in Kisha’s position, under the same dire circumstances, Aston was certain the base would’ve crumbled. In fact, it would likely be in worse shape than it was under the Coltons and the Minister of Defense.

Now, as Kisha allowed the full pressure of her aura to descend upon him, the Commander General looked like he was about to choke on his own tongue, from fear alone.

“So? Are you telling us or not? We could just toss you back outside without bothering to hear a word.” Kisha’s voice was cold, unbothered, sharp enough to cut.

The Commander General bristled instantly, his anger flaring at what he saw as blatant disrespect from a mere civilian. His earlier fear evaporated, replaced by wounded pride. He didn’t even realize the irony that his rage stemmed from having his authority questioned, all while being completely blind to his own lack of ability and the reality of his situation.

“You have no right to disrespect me! I am a messenger sent by the President himself, and it is your duty to listen, for the greater good!” the Commander General barked, voice full of self-importance. He then threw his hand into the air and shouted, “Men!”

At his signal, his soldiers raised their weapons and pointed them at Kisha. The Commander General straightened, the weight of the firearms behind him making him feel bold again. Power surged through his posture as he gave Kisha a smug, menacing glare.

“Woman, know your place,” he growled. “This is about national security and the survival of this nation’s people. This is far beyond your comprehension. So I suggest you stand down and follow orders.”

The last line hissed through clenched teeth, his pride still stinging from being shaken by her aura alone. But just as he began to revel in his false sense of control, the air shifted.

From the top of the walls to the base interior, every soldier stationed at HOPE raised their weapons, not at Kisha, but at him and his men. Even the civilians, still lingering in the area, took defensive stances, gripping whatever tools or weapons they had. No one had to speak; the message was loud and clear.

If the Commander General so much as touched a strand of Kisha’s hair, the entire base would descend on him with unrelenting force. Aston, standing just feet away, had already drawn his pistol, its barrel aimed directly at the General’s head.

Seeing the unwavering resolve in everyone’s eyes, the Commander General’s chest heaved with fury. His gaze flicked upward, and there it was. One of the soldiers stationed on the wall had an RPG missile launcher aimed directly at them. One wrong move, and they’d be blown to pieces.

He knew, logically, they wouldn’t dare fire. Not with Kisha and Aston standing so close. It had to be a bluff, an intimidation tactic. But even knowing that, it worked. It worked well. Because the truth was, he didn’t know these people.

He didn’t know just how far they were willing to go. And judging by the way Aston’s soldiers held their ground with zero hesitation, it was painfully clear that they had already defected, at least in spirit. Their loyalty no longer belonged to the chain of command. It belonged to Kisha. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

These weren’t soldiers anymore. They were wolves protecting their own.

And that terrified him more than any horde of zombies ever could.

With that grim realization settling over him, he scanned the sea of hostile faces one last time. He wasn’t welcome here, and he knew it. Swallowing his pride, he raised his hand and gave the signal. His men lowered their weapons.

But those standing with Kisha didn’t budge.

Not a single weapon was lowered. Not until Kisha herself gave a single nod. Only then did her people relax and return to their tasks, though their eyes remained watchful.

What the Commander General didn’t know was that even if the soldier on Kisha’s side had fired the RPG, she would have survived. Her aura alone was powerful enough to shield her, and with her telekinesis, she could have deflected the blast entirely. He, on the other hand, would have been reduced to ashes.

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