66: Chapter 66: Crush the Space Center! Three Million Yuan, Time to Live in the Sky!

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled over the primeval forests of northern California.

On the perimeter of the No. 51 Military Aerospace Launch Center.

Ten thousand Clone Warriors in Type-Zero Mecha formed a dense, dark phalanx.

There was no pre-battle mobilization, no unnecessary movements.

They raised the Type-Zero Electromagnetic Rifles in their hands, and purple light flared on both sides of the barrels.

"Fire!"

The garrison commander on the aerospace center's defensive line roared, his voice hoarse.

Three thousand United States soldiers in the camp frantically pulled their triggers.

The main guns of dozens of infantry fighting vehicles spat out blinding tongues of fire.

Even the Patriot air defense missiles deployed at the rear of the base were forcibly switched to ground-level direct-fire mode, dragging long tails of smoke as they smashed toward the mecha phalanx.

The overwhelming barrage of metal and explosive fire instantly engulfed the front row of mecha.

Soil splattered and black smoke billowed.

The garrison commander hid behind a bunker, staring intently at the smoke ahead.

A few seconds later, a night breeze blew by.

The smoke cleared.

Ten thousand pitch-black steel monsters stood in place, completely unscathed.

A faint purple energy shield appeared on the surface of the mecha.

Heavy machine gun bullets capable of tearing through armored vehicles struck the shield, only to bounce off into the dirt like raindrops hitting glass.

Even the explosive shockwaves from the Patriot missiles were completely absorbed by the energy shields.

The United States soldiers watched the scene before them, feeling a chill run through their bodies.

The weapons in their hands seemed to have turned into mere fire pokers.

"A bunch of trash."

The emotionless voice of the Clone Legion commander came over the communication channel.

"Wipe them out."

Ten thousand Type-Zero Electromagnetic Rifles fired simultaneously.

"Chi chi chi chi—"

The piercing sonic booms tore through the air.

Ten thousand tungsten steel armor-piercing rounds, traveling at a terrifying speed of Mach 5, instantly crossed the one-kilometer distance.

The tall concrete walls were easily penetrated by the electromagnetic projectiles as if they were made of paper.

The United States soldiers hiding behind the walls were torn to shreds, along with their weapons.

The frontal armor of a heavy infantry fighting vehicle was struck by the purple light.

The projectile penetrated the steel plate and directly detonated the ammunition depot inside the cabin.

"Boom!"

The vehicle exploded into a massive fireball, with burning metal parts scattering everywhere.

There was no tactical maneuvering, only a one-sided, bloody slaughter.

Under the fire coverage of the Type-Zero Mecha, three thousand fully armed regular soldiers didn't even last five minutes.

The battlefield was littered with severed limbs, and blood gathered into small red streams, flowing along the concrete road.

One of the garrison commander's arms was vaporized by a grazing projectile, and he collapsed into a pool of blood in despair, watching helplessly as these black steel reapers stepped into the gates of the aerospace center with heavy strides.

Los Santos, Global Financial Center, top-floor suite.

Chu Feng sat on a leather sofa, watching the battle footage transmitted back on the holographic screen.

Helena knelt at Chu Feng's feet.

This First Daughter of the United States couldn't stop shivering as she watched her country's elite troops being easily crushed like ants on the screen.

She had grown up in a political family and was accustomed to the majesty of aircraft carrier fleets patrolling the seas.

But today, the modern military system she took pride in was shockingly fragile and vulnerable in front of this man's mecha army.

"Lead the way to the warehouse."

On the screen, a Clone Warrior crushed the garrison commander's head with one foot and strode deep into the aerospace center.

A few minutes later.

The Clone Warrior pushed open a massive underground hangar door.

Inside the hangar, blocks of metal with a silvery-gray luster were stacked neatly, reaching dozens of meters high.

One hundred thousand tons of military-grade rare titanium alloy!

This was a strategic material used for building space stations and top-tier fighter jet engines.

On the launch towers outside the hangar, three hundred-meter-tall "Saturn"-class heavy launch vehicles pointed straight toward the firmament.

Chu Feng looked at the screen, his eyes brightening.

He waved his hand.

"System, recycle everything and convert it into Wealth Points!"

In his mind, the system notification sounds rang out like a torrential downpour.

[Ding! Detected one hundred thousand tons of rare military titanium alloy. Converting high-tier materials...]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Wealth Points: 400,000!]

[Ding! Detected three heavy launch vehicles (including the complete set of aerospace propulsion technology). Analyzing and converting...]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining Wealth Points: 600,000!]

A flash of golden light.

The titanium alloy and the three hundred-meter-tall giant rockets in the aerospace center vanished into thin air.

A full million Wealth Points were credited!

Chu Feng immediately pulled up his account balance.

[Current total Wealth Points: 3,000,000!]

Three million in wealth!

This was a terrifying number sufficient to change the world order.

Chu Feng leaned back on the sofa, in a great mood.

He reached out and grabbed Helena's long golden hair, forcing her to lift her face.

"Did you see that clearly?" Chu Feng pointed at the emptied aerospace base on the screen, "I am very satisfied with the gift sent by your White House."

Helena's face was deathly pale, her azure eyes filled with the fear and submission of someone completely defeated.

She knew that Washington's last bargaining chip had been devoured and wiped clean by Chu Feng.

Now, the United States could only let this Eastern tyrant slaughter them at will.

She lowered her head, her rosy lips kissing the back of Chu Feng's hand gently.

"Master... as long as you are happy, Helena is willing to do anything."

Her voice carried a hint of sobbing, having completely let go of the dignity of a First Daughter.

Anna knelt on the other side, watching Helena's submissive appearance, and a hint of twisted pleasure rose in her heart.

She reached out with her fair, tender hands and worked very hard to knead Chu Feng's thighs, trying to appear even more obedient than Helena.

With three million in wealth in hand.

Chu Feng did not hesitate and opened the system's high-tier store directly in his mind.

The mecha army on the ground was already fully formed.

It was time to possess a mobile command center that could truly deter the entire world.

The light screen scrolled frantically, popping up an ultimate weapon that emitted a dark golden glow.

[leviathan-class aerospace carrier]

[Description: A giant floating steel island three kilometers long. Uses dual nuclear fusion reactors and anti-gravity engines. Equipped with a plasma optical stealth system, it can hover in the stratosphere for long periods. The interior space can accommodate 300,000 soldiers, 5,000 armored vehicles, and 10,000 mecha. The bow is equipped with a 'World-Ender' main cannon, capable of wiping a medium-sized city off the map with a single shot.]

[Price: 2,500,000 Wealth Points.]

Two and a half million points.

It nearly emptied out the vast majority of Chu Feng's savings.

But looking at the "three-kilometer-long floating island" and the "main cannon that can wipe out a city" in the description, Chu Feng didn't even blink.

With this leviathan-class aerospace carrier.

He would no longer be a warlord who could only hold onto Los Santos.

He could deploy 300,000 troops and 10,000 Type-Zero Mecha to any corner of the Earth at any time.

Whoever dared to defy him would be wiped out with a single shot.

"Purchase! Deploy immediately over Los Santos!"

Chu Feng issued the command in his mind.

Two and a half million points instantly evaporated from his three million in wealth.

The balance became 500,000 points (500,000).

[Ding! leviathan-class aerospace carrier purchased successfully!]

[Commencing spatial folding deployment...]

Los Santos, at dusk.

Millions of civilian slaves resting in the city suddenly felt it go dark.

It wasn't the sun setting.

It was the clouds overhead being torn apart by an indescribable behemoth.

A steel giant ship, three kilometers long and pitch black, like a true behemoth from the deep sea, descended slowly from above the atmosphere.

The massive anti-gravity engines emitted a low hum, shaking the glass throughout the entire city until it rattled.

The carrier blocked out the sky and sun, shrouding most of Los Santos under its terrifying shadow.

Blue plasma light bands flickered on the ship's hull, and a massive main cannon at the bow, thick enough to induce despair, radiated an aura of total destruction.

The garrison troops on the walls and the civilians in the streets all stopped what they were doing.

Millions of people felt their legs go weak, dropping directly to their knees, looking up at the leviathan-class aerospace carrier above them that had only existed in science fiction movies.

"A miracle... This is Master's miracle!"

The Bandit Commander was moved to tears, frantically raising his gun toward the sky and cheering.

The entire Los Santos was in an uproar.

Global Financial Center, top-floor suite.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.

The leviathan-class aerospace carrier's massive black hull hovered right in front of the building.

It was so close that one could even see the metal rivets on the ship's hull.

Helena and Anna knelt on the carpet, looking at the scene outside the window, their minds blank.

A three-kilometer-long spaceship!

With humanity's current technology, it was a struggle just to build a spacecraft a few hundred meters long.

Chu Feng had actually conjured up a steel city that could fly in the sky!

If this carrier flew over Washington...

Helena shivered all over, not daring to think any further.

Chu Feng stood up, his black bathrobe billowing in the wind.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the millions of souls kneeling at his feet, and then looked up at the leviathan-class aerospace carrier outside the window.

The final piece of the puzzle for conquering Earth was complete.

"Mother Nest."

Chu Feng's voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling sense of oppression.

"Boss, I am here."

"Have the leviathan-class aerospace carrier descend and dock with the top of the building."

"Pack your things."

"Tonight, we are moving."

"Moving to the sky."