Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 871

Chapter 871: Performance Review (4)
Since everyone was only informed of their specific tasks, objectives, and a few possible scenarios that might occur, the three old commanders had no idea that the flashy method of descending from the sky was actually the most efficient way to reach the WAA Main Headquarters—one that Sanada and Maverick had come up with.

Moreover, it was the organization leader’s order.

It was certainly not just a way to introduce the Black Dawn Unit to the organization, as they had thought.

A few moments later, the Maverick and Black Dawn elites landed on their designated spot, and for a while, the recording turned out boring for most.

However, not for the three geezers.

As old men, they were done with showing off—efficiency was now their priority.

Hence, they were mesmerized by Maverick’s exceptional ability to command his 6,500-strong unit.

Despite being unable to share vision with more than thirty squadrons, he maintained control of the situation—advancing slowly and cautiously when needed, yet occasionally charging forward recklessly without any formations.

This experience opened new horizons for the three old commanders, making them realize why the elites from other units found their cautious fighting style so dull.

As it turned out, it is possible to hone one’s strategic sense to the point of predicting when an encounter with an opponent would occur, rendering their slow, cautious advancement unnecessary and inefficient most of the time.

The three old fools couldn’t help but acknowledge Maverick’s talent.

This wasn’t too difficult for them to accept, as Maverick was already close to them in age.

There was no reason for jealousy.

In fact, they even inwardly acknowledged him as a genius commander, finally understanding why he had been appointed head commander of the entire operation.

Unfortunately, some things cannot be taught or learned, no matter how hard one tries.

The geezers were destined never to surpass the limits of their command skills due to their inflexible nature.

Soon, as the temporary stalemate at the main, southern, and western entrances of the WAA Main Headquarters unfolded, the recording abruptly switched to the perspective of half the Black Dawn Unit assigned to the Valenzia Strike Force.

It was finally time to uncover what the most recent and most mysterious unit in the organization could do.

Featured on the vivid holographic screen was Vice Commander Izanagi, clad entirely in a black uniform and cloak, like the other elites.

What set him apart was his white commander mask, shaped like an oni’s face—the only mask of its kind in the entire organization.

This unique design identified him as both the Vice Commander of the Black Dawn Unit and Alpha Three.

Just from these minor details, the geezers were already displeased, thinking that the young vice commander was being pretentious for useless reasons.

After all, aesthetics don’t win wars.

They always overlooked the fact that it was the old man, hailing from another world, who had a fondness for such trivial things.

After hearing about Ian’s achievements in defeating two Yon Augennian Heroes during the probing operation, Sanada immediately ordered his soul craftsmen to create a mask with the said impressive design for the vice commander.

The old man believed it would serve not only as a symbol for the organization but also as a potential morale booster in the future.

Bravely charging in front of the formation despite being a scout, Ian leaped over the rows of enemies, summoning a few exploding clones that created massive gaps for the warrior and mage squadrons of the Black Dawn Unit to exploit.

With only sixty warriors and sixty mages, the unit’s elites faced hundreds, if not thousands, of enemies.

They were vastly outnumbered.

However, to everyone’s horror, the Black Dawn warrior squadron captain, who seemed no different than a lost child on the battlefield, struck down four to five enemies with each swing of her greatsword—which was even larger than she was.

Her destructive charge allowed the sixty warriors to quickly overwhelm the enemies.

No matter how hard the Valenzian WAA defenders tried to recover, they couldn’t do so fast enough, as row after row of their warrior squadrons were mowed down like wheat.

The Black Dawn warrior elites, horrifyingly close in combat prowess to their captain, cut down two to three enemies with each swing of their weapons.

Their overwhelming might dumbfounded the crowd for a few seconds before they erupted into thunderous cheers.

The Black Dawn Unit truly deserved its reputation.

With such overwhelming might despite their small numbers, was there truly a need for their commander to be as skilled in command as the old heads?

They could simply crush their opponents head-on!

Of course, they knew strategies would matter. Most of them were just awestruck by the Black Dawn Unit’s mythical prowess in combat.

As if they were late for the cheers, Harry and his mage squadron ramped up their assault, launching volleys of massive fireballs—so large and powerful that they rivaled the flames of mature dragons, nearing the destructive potential of elder fire dragons.

Naturally, once their fireballs landed, there was nothing left for the warrior squadron to do.

A little over a thousand enemies had been wiped out in mere seconds by the two squadrons of 120 elites.

Even the old heads were left speechless, temporarily at a loss for words as their long-held principles of battle and skirmish were shattered by sheer might.

‘Squadrons can be this strong?’ was the thought lingering in their minds.

A few moments later, however, everyone was forcefully snapped back to reality by a displeased snort.

“Hmph, Squadron Captain Harry, you show-off.”

It was the midget, openly mocking the mage squadron’s achievements after being outdone.

“I don’t think you’ll pull the same stunt in the real deal. But don’t worry—my warrior squadron will save your show-off asses like we’ve always done!”

Everyone was dumbfounded once again.

‘Were the squadron captains of the Black Dawn Unit not on good terms with each other?’

Unbeknownst to the crowd, all members of the Black Dawn were actually close friends—so much so that they could openly mock and talk crap to each other.

Fortunately for Sanada, the midget’s bitter episode didn’t last long, as the scene on the screen shifted once more to feature the most anticipated commander of the organization: Commander Black Dawn.