Chapter 1427

"Here at Doomsday, we have 8,000 Army of the Dead, which explains why the land is barren wherever we go. There are also 5,000 Tiger Army, all of whom are leaders who are not only equipped with extraordinary fighting skills but also superb intelligence..." Grand Old Master Yorks stopped speaking halfway.

“You’re only a major general, so you’re not qualified to lead Doomsday's elite force."

Baby Robbie breathed a sigh of relief in secret. If Jenson led Doomsday's elite force to fight against the military intelligence division, both sides might end up with huge losses and countless casualties.

Jenson's face that was like an ice sculpture displayed traces of stubbornness. "What should I do to be qualified enough to lead them?"

Baby Robbie looked at Jenson in astonishment. From what he could remember, Jenson had always been a kid who hated fighting. He would often say that if you could bully others with your brain, then try your best not to use force.

Jenson had severe obsessive-compul