Bab 822: He’s Indeed from Green Mountain

The sirens of the police vehicles could be heard vaguely on the distant streets in Capital City, but none of the police's flying devices dared come close.

The remaining smoke came out from the gap of the building of the military headquarters. Once in awhile a broken piece of the alloy gate would fall down from above, causing some thuds and pebbles to jump up.

Hundreds of military mechas hovered in the air, looking like a dense flock of birds. The deep buzzing sound of their engines was similar to the sound of birds flapping their wings.

The barrels of guns and the weapons were all trained on Jing Jiu amid the thin smoke. No matter how the mechas moved, the aiming of their target had never been off; and the weapons could fire with a vengeance at any moment.

The few battleships outside the atmosphere had also locked on Jing Jiu, however, the most foreboding threat to him was the battleship on the ground, which was the building of the military headquarters.