As soon as the older man defensively turned, Joe anticipated his intentions with the rifle. It was always like this. When an officer asked a criminal to put down the gun, one always wished to point it at the cop instead. Aiming a deadly weapon at an officer was a clear threat, and so Joe had every right to fire in self-defense. However, firing his weapon wasn't his first intention.<br/><br/>Joe's focus had been on that rifle when he decided to attack it with ME. He hadn't moved the entire time as he focused his powers onto it. The energy that was directed into the weapon would make it searing hot either to melt it or cause the rounds within it to explode from the heat. It wasn't that heat was actually being directed onto the weapon, but the rapid vibrations of the molecules that comprised the weapon were building the friction that could bring it to melt down. Thus, Microwave energy or ME.<br/><br/>It had been a clever decision seeing as they were in an alley, which lacked light and there wasn't enough sources for him to conduct electricity. He had only the natural energy that bombarded the earth from space to consider.<em>You don't know what I am capable of either</em>, Joe thought as he squeezed the trigger of his pistol and fired off two shots that were aimed at the Super's chest area.