The capital of California is located in the small city of Sacramento. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The city of Sacramento is located in the lower reaches of the Sacramento River in north-central California, hence the city's name. It is 137 kilometers southwest of San Francisco and has an urban area of 249 square kilometers.

Such a situation is not seen in the country, which province is not the economic center, political center of the province?

The provincial towns occupy a very large area and are also very well developed. However, to a certain extent, they have relied on inclined policies to plunder the nutrition of other cities in the province, and their development is not normal.

However, the United States is different, Los Angeles, San Francisco and other cities in California are much more developed than Sacramento, but they are not the capital. The entire California bureaucracy is located in a city of little repute, and the governor's office is naturally located here.

The governor, who had just arrived in the office, had not even had time to deal with the thick papers piling up on his desk when he heard bad news.

"Why are you still standing here, quickly mobilize the National Guard in the state, or report to the Pentagon. We will take out the enemy and avenge all the soldiers who have died. The United States is not the kind of small country that has been bullied but does not dare to fight back. ”

Although the governor is surprised that there are still humans in the world who are so powerful, he is still very confident that he can succeed in revenge.

"Yes, Mr. Governor."

After receiving California's request for help, the Pentagon quickly became active, and a lieutenant general said with a smile: "These California buns are finally willing to put down their buns and bow their heads to us, which is really cool." ”

Under California law, federal troops are generally not allowed to enter California unless they are allowed to do so by the state. Such a situation, of course, satisfies the generals of the Pentagon.

"By the way, that oracle of the god of nature has been under our surveillance all along, right?" The lieutenant general asked the staff officer beside him.

The staff officer replied: "Yes, our satellites have been monitoring him all the time. From the moment he left the blasting base unharmed, we raised his threat level by one level, already higher than ISIS. ”

"So what kind of attack can we take to deal with this oracle? Ordinary missiles are useless to him and simply cannot catch up with him. The lieutenant general asked.

The staff officers thought for a moment and said: "It is recommended to use bombs that cover a large area, such as the mother of bombs, nuclear bombs, and so on. ”

The mother of bombs is a large fuel-air bomb. It is GPS-guided and weighs 21,000 pounds, nearly half as much as the 15,000-pound bomb Daisy Shear used in the Vietnam and Afghanistan wars. It is the most powerful in-service equipment among the conventional weapons in the US military.

Needless to say, nuclear bombs are divided into atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs according to different types, and they are the largest weapons among the existing weapons of mankind.

"Nuclear bombs won't work." The lieutenant general shook his head and vetoed its use in the country, "Isn't laser weapons good?" And what about the electromagnetic cannon? ”

The staff officers said: "The enemy's speed is too much, it is beyond the range of existing laser weapons, and his speed of Mach 3 is really very difficult to lock, and he can reach a kilometer away in a second." We suspect that even if the nuclear bomb were detonated, he would be able to avoid the core death zone, but he would only be injured. ”

The lieutenant general's face suddenly covered with a dark cloud, and he said angrily: "So, we can't deal with him? ”

The staff officers were silent, and finally someone said: "It is better to set a trap and limit his speed, otherwise it will be difficult for our weapons to complete a one-hit kill." ”

"Then hurry up and act, we are the strongest army on the earth, how can we see the enemy swaggering out of the country? No matter what you do, I just want to see him killed. The lieutenant general shouted.

As a result, dozens or hundreds of staff officers began to get busy.

After Jiang Yiming was destroyed at the U.S. military base, he returned to the convoy of superpowers. It was found that the traffic did not go all the way south, but went around to a small county town to the east.

The small city was filled with frequent gunfire and non-stop ringing. There is no doubt that the shapeshifters and mercenaries have not yet completely taken out all the superpowers.

The convoy was only divided into a small detachment, and all the enemies were killed, and hundreds of superpowers were rescued.

In this way, new blood is constantly absorbed, and as soon as it passes near the city, the convoy will grow in size. By the time they reached the U.S.-Mexico border, the number of superpowers had increased by a third, to almost 200,000.

This number is not much, a few days ago there were nearly a million superpowers in the United States, and even after the raid launched by the transformers, there are now more than 500,000.

Almost all the superpowers in the west have come here, but the superpowers in the east are still struggling to resist because they don't have Jiang Yiming's assistance.

"Send these people to Mexico and then go to the east." Jiang Yiming's gaze swept over the convoy below, and he thought to himself.

The convoy came to an abrupt halt, just in front of the barbed wire fence that demarcated the U.S.-Mexico border. Lots of superpowers descended to the ground and turned to look back at the land of America.

"Farewell, America! Never again. ”

"When I think that it will be difficult to come back in the future, I feel a sense of loss in my heart."

"The United States go and get out, if the government doesn't save us when it sees death, we won't be besieged by transformers and mercenaries, and I don't dare to be sad at all when I leave this country."

Between the United States and Mexico is a vast wasteland made up of deserts, neighbors, and arid regions, where no other plants survive except for drought-tolerant plants such as vigorous cacti.

Mexicans in the region are said to have voted to join, but were denied.

"We're not going to want your rotten land." The United States said with disdain.

Despite this, there are countless Mexicans, Colombians, and Venezuelas who want to cross the barbed wire fence into the United States every year. However, most of them were captured and then repatriated, and only a few were able to enter the United States to work as illegal workers.

The American soldiers, who had been guarding near the barbed wire, seemed to have received the news and had left long ago. This makes it cheaper for the smugglers on the Mexican side, who rejoice, scream, and frantically pour into the United States.

A barbed wire fence could not stop these agitated people, who tore down the barbed wire and stood on American soil like a torrent.

"Hahaha, I'm in the United States!"

"Mom, brother, don't worry, I'll take you all over."

"Great, I'm going to call my family now and ask them to come over here too."

Tens of thousands of stowaways were in high spirits, and then they heard a roar from the sky, resounding throughout the heavens and the earth. A thick cloud of dust kicked up like a sandstorm, and finally they found that it was cars. (To be continued.) )