A Parliament soldier rushed onto the turret of a T-90, aimed his 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun at Tang Zheng, and spewed forth a fiery orange tongue.
Countless bullets, like a school of tuna rushing in the ocean, were fired at Tang Zheng, striking against the Iron Hellfire and bursting into brilliant sparks. They cast up a cacophony of metallic clatter painful to the ear.
Unscathed, Tang Zheng, not willing to be a victim, straightened his right arm, aiming back at the tank, from the palm of his hand fired a dazzling white impact beam.
Boom, the struck T-90 was flung aside, ploughing a deep furrow into the snow. Its entire turret was ruined, and through the gaping hole in the armor, the ravaged cockpit interior could be seen.
