Those mob bosses had just spent their money buying the crime licenses issued by Cobblepot. They simply did not have enough cash on hand.
And while Cobblepot could afford it, buying the thing would be completely useless to him!
When it came to those who least wanted Gotham destroyed, Cobblepot would definitely rank among the top few!
With no other choice, the military missile truck could only remain abandoned in his arms warehouse.
After Jerome had just blown up the Gotham Police Department, the arms dealer had sensed danger. Before the military sealed off the city, he had immediately fled with his inventory.
Because the military missile truck was too old, difficult to transport, and expensive to maintain, he had abandoned it in the warehouse.
Later, Gotham had fallen into complete chaos. The arms dealer's warehouse had also been raided by the Chaos Forces, and the missile truck—the only thing left behind there—had fallen into their hands.
As the military missile truck rolled over—
Under the command of the Chaos Forces Alliance council, the thugs retreated one after another.
They were chaotic, not stupid.
Although the missile was a relic from the last century, its blast radius was no weaker than that of modern missiles!
Only after retreating another five kilometers did the thugs finally stop. They gathered around the missile truck, clicking their tongues in amazement at the massive thing.
In truth, most ordinary people had never witnessed a missile launch in person. Naturally, these thugs did not want to miss the opportunity either.
A member of the Chaos Forces council jumped onto the missile truck and operated the control panel according to the manual.
Very quickly, he selected that forest as the bombing target.
All he had to do now was lightly press the launch button, and that