"Hahaha! Finally! Finally! I've been waiting for this moment! The moment he dies!"
In the Indian General's assembly hall, Admiral Acxia stared at the gradually rising mushroom cloud and began to dance with joy.
Other Indian Generals laughed heartily, shaking their bearded faces uncontrollably.
"Wan Hao! After all, the Devil cannot defeat justice!"
On the streets of Los Angeles, I gazed at the sunshine-filled giant screen and the massive mushroom cloud.
All the citizens of Los Angeles screamed with excitement.
To them, the United States had won again, this time defeating a seemingly god-like entity!
To them, the United States had once again proven that the world's number one superpower was invincible!
Some even rejoiced over Yang Tian's supposed demise, but simultaneously began shouting,
"Isn't he dead? How could he not die? Doesn't this mean space-based weapons have already reached par with heavenly weapons? Is there anything wrong with the United States' space weapons?"
