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?!"
