Company Commander Book Novels & Stories

"You should have stayed in command." Davis glances at Claude, and both quickly look from me to Henderson, who keeps a stern face, as if focused solely on the mission ahead. He is in command of the mission, and that’s how it’s going to stay even though he knows most of those present would have chosen me. I don’t care about that. I just want to move forward and complete the mission. After that, I can spend a month at home. I miss my mother and my younger brother.

A company consists of three or four platoons and is generally commanded by a captain. When Andy retired from service, he also built a boot camp where he chooses the best soldiers and recruit them to join the private army to strengthen Leandro Michaelson’s personal security. But these soldiers also get to disembark when job orders are sent through their captains. They are soldiers without names. Whether they fail or succeed in their missions, they do not get the credit but they get paid. They are all well-guided about the arrangements and with legal documents to support their agreements, they do their part of the job.

Each commander, a cornerstone of Aeternum’s might, stood ready to execute their orders with precision and discipline. Grand General Bina and Admiral Duchess Kolarova controlled the southern front, where they had long solidified their hold over the region. General Eliza and Colonel Giuseppe De Gianna dominated the north with their air superiority and meticulous tactics. Governor Duke Oliver Gust and General Lucas ensured the western front remained both peaceful and ready for action. In the east, the President of Aeternum himself prepared for the ultimate moment to unify these forces into one decisive movement.

the commander says to me before he leaves. Jareth winks at me as if the commander was joking and then he leaves the office too. I sigh relieved the moment I am alone. After a while of waiting for them to come back, I start to get bored. I look around the office several times. The dark grayish floor, the black furniture, the place is as inhospitable as its owner is intimidating. Behind the commander’s desk, there is a black bookcase where he exhibits his many trophies and decorations. I get up to look at them closely. Golden decoration for bravery, red decoration for service to the Righteous Regime, platinum decoration for risking his life for Estermond... this man has done it all. On one of

"Do you have a problem with my methods, third commander Callum?" Silence filled the air and he kept his eyes fixed on me, his jaws clenched so hard, I feared they would snap into two. The army had four commanders. The first, second, third, and fourth commanders. The third and fourth commanders, each had a division, in which they managed. The first and second commanders were the head and oversaw the affairs for each divisions. When I had first been appointed second commander, the third commander was one of the first people that openly showed their dissatisfaction. He could not bear that fact that a women had authority over him. And now, he wanted to use that opportunity to call me out, right

The Emperor. Full name: Theodore Johnston. He was from the Johnstons of the Ancient Four. His father was extremely low in the family hierarchy. As a result, he had a low standing as well. However, he met an honorable man. With Mr. Gabriel’s assistance, he successfully assumed control of the Red Flame Army as the Commander and became head of the Five Commanders in Sol. Many years ago, he had pondered what would happen to him in the end. Thus, he had covertly trained and gathered a few trusted aides.

“I was second in command. My commander, our commander, was a brave man. Loyal, strong, but also caring. He knew when not to fight and when he reached his limits. He knew when to lean on others or when to take the blame.” They didn’t talk about their commander much. Carl at one time said his name was Casper. There was also a group photo hanging on the wall of their whole unit. It was funny because Casper was the smallest out of all of them. Not as small as I was but a lot like Justin. Tall and slim, you would think he would get swallowed up by these crazy large wolves, but he didn’t. There was an air of authority that even came across in the photo. “I was second in command and I could have ta

I caught Joseph’s eye and gave him a slight nod, silently urging him not to press for more than Frederick was willing to give. Frederick took a deep breath, as if steadying himself before he began. “I was the third in command to the Belvarian Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff,” he said, setting his spoon down with deliberate care. His eyes grew distant, as if he were looking back at something only he could see.

The company commander stumbled off the car hood, clutching at his bruised neck and heaving for breath. In a swift motion, he yanked his gun from his belt, pressing the icy barrel against Liam's forehead. "Damn you! Obstructing official duties, attacking a soldier? I should shoot you on the spot!" He cocked the gun, thumbing off the safety, finger trembling on the trigger. However, then, he froze. He could not move a muscle. Because Liam, with his fiery gaze locked on him, seemed to summon an onslaught of vengeful spirits. His aura was unyielding, crashing down on the company commander like a tidal wave.

"To be honest... I was demoted. Someone else is commander now. A man named Vesper. He's cruel, ambitious, and beyond greedy. He sees Azren as nothing more than fuel for his own selfish desires. If I can bring the essence and prove we can do this without killing your husband, I might be able to stop what they're planning." Before I can respond, the café door opens with a loud chime. A tall man with a large, jagged scar running from his left temple down across his cheek walks in. His presence sucks the air out of the room. He's dressed in a crisp black suit, moving with the confidence of someone who knows he owns everything he sees. His cold grey eyes land on our table. Finn tenses instantly.