Chapter 152: Mighty Johnny!

"Stop, all of you!" As that booming voice rang out, a burly figure rushed in. He stood around six foot three, a crisp crew cut bristling atop a weathered, storm-hardened face, eyes deep as starlight. Rage burned across his rugged features. Camouflage hugged a body built like a tank, his very stance radiating steely discipline and authority. The Lambert fighters charging at Gordon Yale froze where they stood. Their voices turned respectful at once. "Instructor Johnny!" Even Marlon Lambert and...