Takes hundreds of rockets

From all over the city, rockets streaked into the sky, trailing bright yellow plumes of fire and white, misty smoke.  First dozens, then hundreds of rockets poured into the sky, disappearing in the low cloud cover.
Miles away, in the middle of the ruins of a shattered factory, Godzilla bellowed out a challenge as the rockets mingled with the raindrops that fell out of the low clouds.
…
As night fell in Gary, Godzilla slowly lumbered past the industrial park and slipped below the waves of Lake Michigan.
The monster had avoided all the traps set for it, as if it had been warned.  As rockets rained down around him, Godzilla stoically made his way toward the fresh waters of the lake, where his disappeared beneath the cold, dark waters with barely a ripple.