"Damn it, are we going to be mocked without doing anything?" Lawrence slammed the table in anger again.
Faced with these old foxes from a political background, Lawrence, who did not understand the concept of checks and balances, hated them so much that his teeth itched, yet he was always rendered speechless by their few sharp words.
If he were not holding a heavy military force, this politically ignorant old man would probably have been kicked out long ago.
"I suggest sending a mechanized armored division to test the waters with this Apostle codenamed 'Violent Dragon'," another elder from the East slowly spoke, "Lawrence, since you strongly advocate, why not lead the team yourself, how about it?"
Lawrence was about to readily agree but instantly realized.
Leading his direct units out, it's uncertain whether they would win, and if there's a significant loss, would there still be good prospects for himself upon return?
He's not good with words, but he's not foolish!
