Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 103 - 102 【Hei Bama Smashes a Cup in Anger】

Chapter 103: Chapter 102 【Hei Bama Smashes a Cup in Anger】

Six military off-road vehicles attempted to ambush Ye Tianchen’s Weilong sports car, but they failed; they underestimated Ye Tianchen’s driving skills. Even driving on two wheels against a wall was a piece of cake for him.

Turning his head to look at the six off-road vehicles engulfed in flames behind him, Ye Tianchen leisurely drove toward the White House with a cigarette in his mouth. Although it was his first time in Washington, the navigation system in the car meant he didn’t need to worry about not knowing the roads.

At that moment, a tense atmosphere pervaded all of Washington. Even ordinary citizens felt something odd because military planes circled overhead and many military vehicles appeared on the streets. Fully armed soldiers stood guard at every intersection with grave solemnity as if something significant had occurred.

However, when they watched TV or listened to the radio, the U.S. government in Washington assured them it was merely an exercise to protect the 15 districts of the city, urging everyone not to panic.

With things having reached this point, with Ye Tianchen, the Eastern Demon still roaming in Washington, and a large battalion of the 15 districts’ army already deployed, the U.S. government realized that they could no longer conceal the truth. They figured it was better to tell the citizens that it was an exercise to prevent panic and provide reassurance.

"Damn, a bunch of morons, idiots, deploy the armored vehicles, deploy the armored vehicles..." Beach cursed fiercely.

Just moments ago, Beach received news that Ye Tianchen, driving a Weilong sports car, had dodged the ambush of six military off-road vehicles. Not only had he escaped, but he also caused all six vehicles to explode in the heart of Washington, thankfully without civilian casualties.

"Yes!" responded the soldier standing behind Beach immediately.

Beach furrowed his brows deeply, finding it hard to imagine how a mere Easterner could be so formidable. Not only did he annihilate the Blood Demon Mercenary Group and kill nine members of the U.S. Superpower Special Agent Team, but now he dared to race around Washington in his sports car. It was as if he had no regard for the U.S. government or President Hei Bama. If this guy got away, Beach wouldn’t just lose his general ranking; he might even lose his head.

Considering this, Beach felt it prudent to prepare thoroughly. After all, this detestable Eastern Demon had already done many surprising things, and his true motive for still being in Washington was unknown. Could it be he had some significant action planned?

"Prepare the car immediately, I need to see the President!" Beach picked up the phone on the table and said, then hung up.

Ye Tianchen drove the Weilong sports car, smoking with his left hand and steering with his right, occasionally taking a puff and humming a tune. He had just eaten some chips and drank a bit of cola, which alleviated his hunger but didn’t fully satisfy his stomach. The idea of having President Hei Bama invite him to a meal was still appealing.

Whoosh!

This was a sound that made one’s body tingle when heard. Ye Tianchen, having used a rocket launcher before, recognized it as the sound of a rocket being fired. Looking back, he saw a rocket hurtling toward his Weilong sports car, rapidly closing in.

Pressing the accelerator to the max, Ye Tianchen pushed the speed of the Weilong sports car to its limits, rushing forward. Barely a hundred meters ahead, he saw the road blocked by groups of soldiers wielding shields, each armed with a machine gun that opened fire upon seeing him.

With a barrage of bullets ahead and a powerful rocket behind, Ye Tianchen furrowed his brows and thought to himself that the U.S. government was really sparing no expense to eliminate him. By now, every street in Washington might have been blocked by the elite forces of the 15 districts, all waiting to unleash a barrage of bullets the moment he appeared.

"Damn it, take them all out in one go!" Ye Tianchen smirked wickedly. The Weilong sports car, which had come to a stop, suddenly accelerated again, charging straight toward the dozens of soldiers blocking his path.

Nobody expected Ye Tianchen to be so fearless. Faced with dozens of soldiers shielded by two military trucks and spraying bullets in a crazed barrage, he didn’t swerve but charged straight at them, stunning everyone. Many soldiers even stopped shooting.

"Clear the way, clear the way..."

Some soldiers came to their senses and shouted loudly, but it was too late. As the Weilong sports car approached the military trucks, Ye Tianchen slowly opened the car door, swiftly vacated the driver’s seat, and stood beside the road, smiling and waving at the group of soldiers.

Bang! Boom!

The Weilong sports car collided with the military truck, and then the rocket struck, causing a massive explosion that led to screams of agony from the soldiers. The intense flames and loud noise shattered the tranquility of Washington completely.

"Hey, rockets are no good, might as well drop an atomic bomb for real impact!" Ye Tianchen shook his head and said.

Clang!

Ye Tianchen felt the ground tremble uncontrollably, making it hard to stand still. It was as if some huge creature had charged from behind. When he turned around, he couldn’t help but gasp. A massive armored vehicle was rolling towards him, and if it hit, there would be no hope of survival. You should know, on its way here, it had already crushed the tough Washington street bricks to smithereens, showing its immense power.

"No way, I can’t handle such a monster on my own, I should get President Hei Bama to join in on the fun!"

After speaking, Ye Tianchen showed a hint of a wicked smile and quickly ran to a motorcycle that had fallen on the ground, lifted it up, and swiftly pulled out two wires sparking fire, starting it with a collision into the flames, then headed straight toward the direction of the White House.

At this time, Beach had already reached the White House and was getting reprimanded in President Hei Bama’s office, his face ashen. It was the first time he saw President Hei Bama throw over a dozen cups in a row, lucky there were plenty of cups prepared on the side.

In fact, many people don’t know that President Hei Bama had a habit of throwing cups whenever he got angry. So in his office, there was a rack specifically for cups, just for him to throw. Extravagant, right? Heh heh!

"Useless, incompetent, he’s just an Eastern man causing trouble in Washington D.C, isn’t that a slap in the face for our government?" President Hei Bama bellowed as he smashed another cup.

"Your Excellency, this Eastern man is formidable, he might be one of China’s top three War Kings..." Beach tried to make an excuse for himself and said so.

"Nonsense, I have already had someone check it out, the top three War Kings from China don’t look like this, neither in appearance, age, nor height match this troublemaker, so he definitely isn’t one of China’s War Kings. I don’t know how you handle things, why you still let this despicable Easterner rampage unchecked!" President Hei Bama stared fiercely at Beach.

"This... Your Excellency, I have already ordered all the elite troops in District Fifteen to mobilize, locking down the entirety of Washington D.C, and securing all major street intersections..." Beach said somewhat nervously.

"Beach, what I want is results, not processes. I don’t care how you do it, but you must stifle this Eastern man immediately and bring his head to me," President Hei Bama cut Beach off and said sternly.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I have already ordered the use of rocket launchers and deployed armored vehicles, no matter how formidable this Eastern man is, he is surely doomed," Beach said confidently.

"Good, I will be waiting for your good news," President Hei Bama still had some faith in Beach, after all, entrusting him with the troops of District Fifteen to defend the capital of M Nation, Washington D.C. It was unthinkable that Beach lacked exceptional qualities.

The dialogue between President Hei Bama and Beach had just finished when there was a knock from outside. Beach hastily stepped aside, and the door was opened. A soldier in uniform walked in, approached President Hei Bama and Beach, saluted respectfully, and then reported, "Our rocket launch attack also failed, and now the armored vehicle is pursuing that Eastern man, who is heading straight for the White House!"

"What? Impossible, impossible!" Beach was utterly unable to accept this, and he had even used rockets, taking a huge responsibility. If innocent civilians were harmed, Beach would face inescapable accountability. Even so, he took the risk just to kill Ye Tianchen.

But, unthinkable to Beach, even taking such a risk, he still couldn’t kill Ye Tianchen, how could he not be infuriated and frustrated.

"Alright, tell all the troops in District Fifteen to stop their operations," President Hei Bama said, his face grim.

"Your Excellency, just give us a little more time, we will surely kill this Eastern man," Beach hastily said.

"No need, I don’t want things to get out of control and affect public opinion, which could create a huge crisis for my re-election. And for this Eastern man, I think ordinary soldiers can’t handle him!" President Hei Bama shook his head and said.

"Your Excellency, what do you mean?" Beach paused for a moment, seemingly thinking of something and asked.

"Stop your men from attacking him, find Thomas immediately, tell him it’s time for him to take action!" President Hei Bama paused and said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation.)