Pyotr: "So... you're saying, you really destroyed six hundred Prussian tanks?"
Wang Zhong was caught off guard, almost lost his composure, and cleared his throat: "Well, not that many. But there is indeed a hundred, and among them, twenty were personally taken out under my command."
"I also personally directed my Tank 422 to kill Major General Rundorf of the enemy's 15th Armored Division—now he might have been promoted to General."
The dandies behind Pyotr looked at each other in disbelief, clearly none of them could accept the fact that "that" Alyosha had become a true iron-blooded soldier.
Pyotr looked somewhat bewildered, covering his mouth: "This... My father and I thought the battle reports were all flattery or achievements made by some capable officer under you, and you took credit for them. We thought assigning you to manage the pickle warehouse was the best solution."
