Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 875

Chapter 875: A Geezer’s Dark Day
Sanada naturally frowned at the current developments.

He truly hadn’t intended to humiliate Commander Feng, but this change was inevitable, given that the Kirov Unit had performed far better than he had anticipated.

‘Tch, this damned Chaos…’ the old terrorist leader thought inwardly.

“Commander Feng, I apologize if that’s how my decision came across, but that wasn’t my intention. Also, Chaos, you’re right that I only wanted to increase the chances of the operation’s success, but there’s no need for a pointless skirmish. Old Feng and his trusty unit don’t need to prove themselves to anyone.”

Sanada’s words, of course, eased some of the anger in Commander Feng’s heart, though only slightly.

Chaos was disappointed by how masterfully the old man had managed to diffuse the situation.

Hence, the next moment, he almost had the urge to jump up and down upon hearing the most ridiculous response he had ever heard.

“I understand, Supreme One. However, I do want to prove my unit’s true worth. Please allow a fifty versus fifty skirmish. I’ll show everyone that, despite being talented, upstarts still have to respect us veterans!” Commander Feng requested, his resolve evident in his eyes.

The old terrorist leader clenched his fists hard after hearing his old commander’s request.

If he rejected him, it would make him appear as though he was siding with Kirov and Chaos, but if he didn’t then he was sure that Commander Feng and his men would be steamrolled.

In the end, Sanada could only agree through gritted teeth.

He hoped the skirmish would at least end in a draw or a pyrrhic victory for one side.

“Well then, everything’s settled, so let’s begin the special event!” Chaos suddenly exclaimed, jumping up on stage and clapping his hands to capture everyone’s attention.

After the Black Dawn Unit’s otherworldly performance, the crowd of elites had almost forgotten about the special event.

However, now that they remembered, their excitement soared to a whole new level.

Was the bully, Commander Cobra, about to be humiliated for the first time in the history of the organization?

Or has he been hiding his strength, ready to prove he’s even stronger than he appeared on the surface?

Everyone was eager to know.

Unfortunately, the old man had to rain on everyone’s parade, as he wanted to avoid further conflicts among his commanders and their units, especially with operation day only a few weeks away.

“I still have much to do, and as you can see, I cannot leave things unsupervised. Therefore, I will allow only two battles: one skirmish and one duel. Settle things among yourselves with those battles. If you still dare to create trouble for the organization afterward, I will show no mercy,” Sanada announced with authority, his aura causing cold sweat to trickle down the backs of the elites, though the stronger commanders remained unaffected.

Nonetheless, although disappointed, Chaos knew he couldn’t push things too far.

‘Oh well, one duel should be enough for me to figure out who the mole is…we already have a pretty good idea anyway…’ he thought inwardly.

They just needed confirmation.

Based on his discussions with the old man and what they saw in the private room where Cobra confronted Viper after she didn’t listen to his orders, the mole was undoubtedly a member of the Cobra Unit—possibly Cobra himself.

It was a pity that the recording crystal in that room did not have audio; otherwise, Chaos could just capture the mole right then and there.

Top-tier information was accessible only to commander-level agents.

The traitor could only be either Cobra or Viper.

He could figure it out as long as he followed Viper after this event—Cobra would be for the old man to handle.

Nonetheless, the frequency detected by Sanada’s newly developed detection device unmistakably traced back to the Cobra Unit’s headquarters, making it certain that the mole was from the Cobra Unit.

It was just a matter of who.

After all, both Cobra and Viper were a strong asset to the organization, and they would be simply crippling themselves and lowering their chances of victory if they captured the wrong person.

“Alright alright, everyone, make way, let’s start the festivities!” the commander said with a vibrant tone, hyping everyone up.

The elites quickly cleared space for the event, forming a spacious circle in the center of the function hall.

Sanada then activated part of the hall’s formation, enabling simulated battles at a cost that was expensive but manageable.

Soon, eager elites from the Feng Unit, along with Commander Feng and his Vice Commander, Zhao, stepped forward, hints of righteous indignation visible on their faces.

Kirov wasn’t fond of disagreements between comrades.

However, his patience also had limits.

The elites of the Feng Unit, Tigren Unit, and Grover Unit had been casting disdainful looks at his men the moment those bastards entered the function hall.

If he, a typically patient individual, was annoyed, his elites were likely even more so.

This was an opportunity for them to not only settle their differences with the units of the old heads but also blow off some steam.

A few more moments later, fifty elites from both units—including their commanders and their strongest captains—faced each other.

Both sides had something to prove.

After just a minute of preparation—getting into formation and drawing their weapons, the battle finally began under the expectant and excited eyes of the audience.

Kirov and his men advanced like thunder, while the Feng Unit huddled together, sticking to their conventional fighting style.

This contrast was one of the reasons behind the old commanders’ disdain.

None of the three geezers believed it would work against competent enemies—namely, the Feng Unit themselves.

It wasn’t long, however, before the results revealed to everyone which was the superior unit.

The Feng Unit’s formation was picture-perfect, and their linkable shield skills were activated.

But ultimately, the mage squadron of the Kirov Unit easily caused cracks to appear on the translucent shield barriers, and with the fearless advance of the warrior squadron, the linked defensive skills of the Feng Unit’s shielders shattered, causing them to stagger and vomit blood from the backlash.

As a result, they were quickly overrun.

Like the Phaskaldan defenders, the Feng elites were also overwhelmed.