The copper ball weighing more than 4,600 tons slowly and firmly rolled into Salt Lake City in a panic of horror. It was like a Godzilla who broke into the city, easily crushing tall buildings. The fires of broken wires, the smoke and dust of the collapsed buildings, and the splashes of water supply lines made the city look like it was encountering an earthquake.∈↗↗

Fortunately, most residents had already run out to watch the fun, and the National Guard also evacuated its rolling route in front of the bronze ball. Except for some National Guard members who tried to stop it from destroying their homes, they did not cause many civilian casualties.

In order to stop it, the National Guard members who are in the local area can be said to have tried their best. When they blocked the car, the car instantly turned into iron. When they blocked the tank, the tank was directly pressed into the soil. It was too heavy. Any blocking in the face of the terrifying weight was like a joke.

It was not until a trench more than four meters deep appeared that the monster stopped moving forward.

Unfortunately, it is not fighting alone.

Boss Wang, who was following behind, looked at the cheering National Guards speechlessly, and then saw that the copper ball suddenly turned into a copper pillar more than 100 meters high. Then it fell down. Before it could completely land, it turned into a copper ball in an instant. The weight of more than 4,600 tons hit the ground, shaking all the buildings within a range of hundreds of meters around it and jumped up, and then collapsed and destroyed.

"Come here!" In a terrified gaze, Boss Wang looked not far away, and a reporter who followed tremblingly hooked his finger.

In fact, there are reporters around him. After all, everyone knows that this guy loves to show off and will definitely not hurt himself. And such popular news naturally gets closer to the better.

The reporter hurried over.

"Please do me a favor and tell them that my goal is Rio Tinto's smelter and has nothing to do with others. As for the factory in the north of the city, I can only say sorry for this, but if they continue to block and cause accidental casualties, don't blame me." Boss Wang said.

The reporter quickly ran to the front and said a few words to the commander of the National Guard. The latter then discussed with an official next to him and said a few words to the reporter. The latter then ran back and said, "Mr. Feng, they said you let the bronze ball stop and they will demolish the factory for you."

"Uh?!" Boss Wang was stunned.

Well, the National Guard commander did say so. They are not the US military, many of them are in Salt Lake City, not to mention that most of the residents here have no good feelings for the heavily polluted copper mine, and it is not worth paying the price of the destruction of a small half of the city to protect it. If they demolish it themselves, they will save him from continuing to destroy the city.

"Yes, but they only have half an hour. In addition, in order to express their apology to the residents of this city, the bronze ball will be compensated to them." Boss Wang said seriously.

Of course he is willing to do it for someone, and this will also form a demonstration effect. Next time I will talk about where to attack, I guess I don’t have to do it for him.

The reporter quickly ran over and conveyed it.

When they heard that time was so tight, the National Guards, and the local people gathered around, immediately rushed towards Rio Tinto's smelter, smashed with tanks, bombed with artillery shells, and pushed with bulldozers. They even ran directly to drive giant mining trucks and rush in and rampant. In short, they used all the methods they could think of to destroy this huge factory as quickly as possible.

Brigadier General Pope looked at this scene expressionlessly. At this time, the attack had actually stopped. His tanks were almost exhausted. Even the fighter jets had to fly back to Hill Air Base to replenish them because they exhausted their ammunition. However, the air force also knew that the attack was meaningless, so it was estimated that these fighter jets would take this opportunity to withdraw and pull them down.

"General, the Pentagon phone."

The communication soldier next to him suddenly handed the phone to him. Brigadier General Pope picked up the phone, frowned immediately, and said to the officer beside him: "Go and drive all the reporters away."

A group of soldiers immediately carried the white flag and walked up to him tremblingly after obtaining Boss Wang's permission, and then drove away all the reporters gathered around to interview him. One of the female reporters reluctantly wrote him a note.

"I remember to call me my phone number!" She shouted while throwing her eyes away when she was taken away by the soldiers.

Boss Wang smiled and gave her a blowing kiss, and the latter screamed in excitement.

At this moment, suddenly, a light flashed in the sky behind him, and then a strong energy surged into his body from behind, like a torrent of a rush, made him take a step forward subconsciously. However, this energy was also converted by the skin in a very short time, and then outputted to his defense circle through his two eyes. Of course, it was not a good feeling for him, as if he was burned by a soldering iron, and even his clothes were burning. You must know that his skin is a specially modified energy converter from the red back, and the high-voltage wire can be carried on his body at will. It is not easy for a simple energy attack to make him feel this way.

"Warning, local continuous high-intensity energy impact may cause damage to the conversion system!" The voice of the red queen suddenly appeared.

Wang Yue hurriedly pulled off the burning top and turned his right hand. A flattened tank next to him instantly turned into a steel plate and stood behind him. The energy impact on his back disappeared immediately, but before he could see clearly what it was, a hole as big as a bowl in the middle of the steel plate suddenly appeared, and there was a circle of molten fiery red melt around it. Almost at the same time, the energy appeared again. He made up for the steel plate without hesitation, and the hole appeared again, and he made up for it again...

At this moment, Commodore Pope's chin was almost smashing to the ground.

"Ma, what kind of monster is this? A hundred kilowatt high-power laser cannot kill him." The veteran who had experienced three wars murmured to himself as if he had collapsed.

Yes, the laser attacker is the one who attacks Wang Yue.

He could already see his opponent. In the sky less than two kilometers away from him, a large aircraft was hovering, and a high-power laser on the front of the aircraft was continuously emitting high-energy beams at him.

This is a test aircraft for the airborne laser weapon system restarted by the US Department of Defense. It is stationed in California not far away. Since missile artillery is useless, let the plane go to the field. In fact, the Pentagon is also out of date at this time. They really can't think of what to use to destroy the enemy. Nuclear bombs must not be used on their own land. Missile shells are useless. In this way, they can only use new concept weapons in the test. Whether they succeed or not, they must test them, and maybe they will find unexpected discoveries!

Laser is the most mature choice at present.

Of course, this kind of laser power is of little significance to Wang Yue. At most, it can only burn him for a moment. And it can only be used when he reacts. A steel plate with increasing thickness is enough to block its illumination. What's more, the onboard laser weapon cannot last long. Soon, due to insufficient power supply, the laser in the sky stopped attacking.

But the laser stopped, forced to bare his shirt, and there was a large burning red mark behind it, but Boss Wang didn't stop. This guy pointed into the sky extremely arrogantly. On the head of the plane, a white cloud instantly began to shrink and condensed into a small dark cloud in a very short time.

"Quick, open fire to cover and inform them to retreat immediately." Brigadier General Pope shouted hurriedly on the ground. It was obvious that he knew very well what would happen next. The originally silent tank guns roared again, and the shells flew towards the target in vain.

The laser fighter in the sky also discovered the danger above his head and quickly turned around to evacuate. At this moment, dozens of ice cubes weighing hundreds of kilograms suddenly fell from the sky, and one of them happened to hit the wings of the Boeing cargo plane. The fierce impact force was like a giant hammer, which directly smashed the wings of more than ten meters long. The plane dragged the burning flames like a wild duck hit by a hunting gun, and instantly hit the Salt Lake urban area and turned into a ball of flames.

Brigadier General Pope sighed helplessly and reached out to stop his subordinates' shooting again.

The two sides confronted each other until the National Guard and local residents of Salt Lake City turned Rio Tinto's smelter into ruins.

"Okay, my mission is completed now. I don't think anyone wants to keep me, right?" Boss Wang said with satisfaction to the commander of the National Guard, the commander of the Salt Lake City, and some reporters who came to report to him.

The latter was silent.

"What a pity, I still want to visit this beautiful city!" Boss Wang looked at Salt Lake City not far away with nostalgia.

The deep ditch where the copper ball rolled out from the ground stretched into the city nearly one kilometer. There were ruins on both sides of the deep ditch. Around the position where the copper ball stopped, a circular ruin area of ​​more than 200 meters was formed. Two kilometers away from the ruin area, there was a larger ruin. The falling plane in the east of the city was still burning. This scene cannot be related to beauty no matter how it is.

The city mayor of Salt Lake was almost crying, and roared in his heart: Brother, please leave quickly, look at how beautiful we have here.

"Beauty, don't you mind sending me a ride?" Wang Yue then told the female reporter who left him a phone number.

The latter nodded immediately impatiently.

Just as he got on a convertible Wrangler, standing with his beam in his hand, he suddenly remembered and said to the crowd who saw him off: "Please tell Rio Tinto on my behalf, I may go to Denver City next, or go to their uranium mine in the Leaf Country."
Chapter completed!