Chapter 499. Fighting to Be Soldier King
Only someone with charisma could be a general. A soldier that could not make his comrades trust him could only be a good soldier at best, instead of a general.
Obviously, Han Sen was equipped with this charisma. It was just he had not got a chance to use it properly.
Sweating heavily and burning his muscles, Han Sen felt he was a beast on fire, squandering his wild nature and rushing toward the end.
Many soldiers clenched their fists at some point and stared at Han Sen, as if they were in the device with him. When Han Sen finally reached the end, everyone felt relieved and incredibly good.
Applause sounded like thunder.
"Chief, cookhouse soldier Han Sen has finished the test, waiting for your instruction." Han Sen saluted to the officer judging the test. As he moved his arm, sweat fell, reflecting sunlight and the vital energy of youth.
"At ease. Well done, you could go back to your seat," the officer said with a smile.
Seeing Han Sen going back, the chief said, "Very good… Very good indeed… This is more like a soldier from Southwest Galaxy."
The secretary who understood the chief very well had very different understanding of this short comment.