The smooth turret, sloped armor, and that iconic set of five pairs of road wheels.
It was a hero among tanks.
"For the great Teacher!"
Red Ghost roared deafeningly, firing at Liu Zheng.
The 85mm tank gun thundered, and a red high explosive bomb whistled as it hit the target.
The explosion sounded almost simultaneously, and Liu Zheng was blown to pieces in just an instant.
But that wasn't the end.
The tank's external flamethrower spewed scorching flames, turning even the remnants to nothingness.
"Don't burn it all."
A weak voice sounded.
"Why?"
Red Ghost asked, puzzled.
"Can't go on living as a human."
"As you wish,"
Red Ghost said after a moment of silence.
After about two-thirds of the debris had been burned, the flamethrower ceased its operation.
As the light from the fire disappeared, Liu Zheng was sitting unscathed on the electric chair.
It was as if everything that had just happened was merely a hallucination.
