Chapter 555 Delbert Was Killed by Me
In trainees' eyes, James not only appeared youthful but also did not seem to possess great martial prowess. Appointing someone so delicate and seemingly frail as their instructor was, to them, an utter humiliation.
"Salute!" The burly man at the front shouted, and immediately, everyone saluted in unison. The scene was quite grand.
Rolf nodded in satisfaction. He looked at these thousands of soldiers, the entire force of his National Security Agency. Although most of them were still ordinary people and hadn't advanced to martial artists, their determination, loyalty, and willingness to sacrifice for the country were what Rolf admired and was proud of the most.
However, beneath the pride was a sense of sadness. Before the great war broke out, the National Security Agency had far more talent than this.
With this in mind, Rolf said earnestly to James, "Mr. Smith, these are all the elite personnel of our National Security Agency. I'm entrusting them to you now, and I hope you can train them well."
Faced with Rolf's trust, James felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. He nodded solemnly, "Mr. Tackett, rest assured, I will do my utmost and won't let you down. I can't promise much, but under my training, these elite personnel will definitely be two levels stronger than they are now."
With this, the others frowned slightly, thinking he was boasting too much.
These elite personnel were the cream of the crop, handpicked from amongst millions of soldiers. Each was a paragon of talent. They doubted that James, seemingly no more than twenty years old, possessed the capability to train them, let alone elevate their prowess by two levels. This wasn't merely arrogance; it was living in a dream, sheer naivety.
Especially the thousand elite personnel, who showed expressions of disdain and mockery upon hearing James's words. They didn't believe James had the capability, and they even began to doubt Rolf.
But Rolf smiled reassuringly, patted James on the shoulder, and said, "Good! With your words, I'm relieved. I'll leave these elite personnel to you."
James nodded in agreement.
He was undoubtedly a genius, with an innate talent for studying combat skills. A skill that might take others a year to master, he could grasp in a week at most. His dedication to combat skills allowed him to quickly see the essence of things, and the mysteries of the human body were no different. That's why he progressed so quickly compared to others.
In other words, James was a born leader.
Such individuals like James often didn't fit in with ordinary people because they seem too abnormal, beyond the understanding as their equals.
So, after Rolf said this, the reactions were strong.
A bold person couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Tackett, are you sure this young man is our new instructor?"
He emphasized the word young.
Others showed the same doubt.
Rolf understood their thoughts. If he weren't a fourth-stage martial artist himself and could see James's strength, he would find it hard to believe, too.
"That's right! His name is James Smith. From now on, he is your instructor. You must follow his arrangements, understood?" Rolf said loudly.
Another person chimed in, "Mr. Tackett, with all due respect, does this person really have the ability to be our instructor?"
His words resonated with many, who began to express their opinions.
"Yeah, Mr. Tackett, he looks at most twenty-six, younger than most of us. How skilled can he be?"
"Our National Security Agency is a major department in the country, maintaining domestic order. Isn't it inappropriate to have such a young man as our instructor?"
"I think he's at most a second-stage martial artist. What can he teach us?"
A lot of trainees started to discuss and express their dissatisfaction.
Besides Rolf, several other high-ranking officials were also somewhat displeased. They even wondered if James was Rolf's relative.
But due to Rolf's authority, they didn't dare to voice their thoughts.
Rolf wasn't surprised at all. He still had a faint smile on his face. This was all within his calculations. The National Security Agency was a great organization for the country and the people, and everyone in it had a sincere patriotic heart. But that didn't mean they were easy to get along with. On the contrary, most of them were arrogant and respected strength above all.
James, facing this situation, showed no fear or nervousness. He gave a genuine and radiant smile. He stepped forward, past Rolf, to the front, swept his gaze over everyone, and then said something that shocked everyone, "It's normal that you haven't heard of me. I've been keeping a low profile these past few years."
James didn't speak aloud, but his words were clear to everyone, as if he were speaking right next to their ears.
Many of those present were martial artists and knew how difficult it was to achieve this, so their expressions changed.
The thousand elite personnel stared intently at James.
James continued, "You might not understand why I'm here to be your instructor. It's because I killed your previous instructor, Delbert. I'm here to take over his job."
The thousand elite personnel widened their eyes in shock upon hearing this.
The high standing officials, who had been in seclusion at the base and didn't know much about James or the fact that Delbert had been killed, were now also shocked by James's words.
As was well-known that Delbert was a top expert in the third stage of martial arts!
He had been the instructor of the National Security Agency for years, training countless talents. His martial arts skills were so high that few could match him.
And now, he had been killed by James, this seemingly low-key young man.
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