Chapter 801 I'm so excited

"Hurry! Back off! Back off! Back off!" Wittmann screamed at the top of his voice, veins popping out on his forehead and beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his cheeks.

He widened his eyes, gripped the joystick tightly with both hands, and ordered the crew to retreat quickly.

At the same time, several enemy magnetic levitation tanks appeared in the field of vision like ghosts, and they had obviously discovered Wittmann's trace.

In the blink of an eye, a beam of light blue came rushing from a distance like lightning.

However, thanks to Wittmann's keen insight and decisive command, the deadly beam of light just grazed their tank and hit a towering building next to Wittmann's tank.

There was a loud bang, the earth shook, and the building seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand and collapsed in an instant.

Countless bricks, cement blocks and glass fragments poured down like a rainstorm, splashing up dust all over the sky.

The flying dust spread out instantly, forming a natural barrier that completely covered Wittmann's tanks.

"Hurry up! From that side!" Wittmann did not dare to delay for a moment. He continued to command the crew forward while giving orders in a hurry.

He knew that this short respite was fleeting, and if he could not escape from danger as soon as possible, the consequences would be disastrous. At the same time, he did not forget to arrange for the gunners to prepare for the attack and give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

Just when the billowing smoke and dust were about to completely bury his tank, Wittmann caught a key clue with his extraordinary eyesight - in the smoke in the distance, he vaguely saw a faint light flashing on the enemy tank because it was exposed.

"3! 2! 1!" Wittmann took a deep breath and counted down loudly.

Following his command, the tank emerged in the smoke and dust like an awakened giant beast. The engine emitted a deafening roar, and the heavy tracks turned rapidly, stirring up a cloud of flying sand and rocks.

The entire tank rushed forward like an arrow and pounced towards the place where the light was.

"Where is he?" The Eldar driver of the maglev tank opened his eyes wide and looked around nervously.

However, because Wittmann had activated advanced anti-infrared and heat source devices in advance, the Eldar pilots were like blind men groping in the dark, unable to capture any trace of Wittmann at all.

"Damn it! Damn you, where are you hiding? Human..." The Eldar pilot cursed, while operating various detection equipment more and more nervously, trying to find the hidden enemy from this vast battlefield. But time passed by, and nothing was found.

At this moment, the Eldar driver suddenly felt a chill rising up his spine. He looked up suddenly and saw a figure that frightened him to the extreme appearing not far away.

It was a huge monster as black as ink, emitting bursts of low roars in the rolling smoke and dust.

In the blink of an eye, this huge war machine broke through the thick smoke like a ferocious beast, and rushed towards the direction of the Eldar pilot at lightning speed.

The Eldar pilot was horrified to find that the menacing war machine was actually the Macharius main battle tank driven by Wittmann! Its huge gun was now aimed directly at the maglev tank he was riding.

"What...what?" The Eldar driver's face was filled with horror, and he frantically manipulated the control panel with his hands, trying to make the maglev tank retreat rapidly.

However, it was too late. With a loud bang, flames suddenly burst out from the muzzle of the Macharius main battle tank driven by Wittmann, and two huge and powerful shells whizzed out like lightning, accurately hitting the silver-white armor of the Eldar tank.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, metal fragments flew everywhere, and the entire battlefield was shocked by this sudden explosion.

"Ghost... Is the enemy really a ghost?" Looking at Wittmann's tank that appeared and disappeared like a ghost, the Eldar drivers in the other magnetic levitation tanks all had expressions of fear on their faces. They swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and their bodies trembled slightly because of extreme fear.

On the battlefield, one magnetic levitation tank after another was hit accurately by shells fired from nowhere without any warning.

In an instant, accompanied by deafening explosions, these once majestic steel behemoths turned into billowing smoke, rising up and covering the sky and the sun.

At this time, there was only one maglev tank left on the battlefield, hiding alone in the ruins, its body trembling constantly, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Wittmann's sharp eyes, like an eagle, quickly captured this final target.

He gave the order without hesitation: "See?! Go straight ahead!"

After hearing Wittmann's order, the crew members sitting nearby were stunned at first, but soon came to their senses.

Among them, Sage Robles, who was in charge of maintaining the equipment, turned his head and said to Wittmann: "Ohm Messiah and the machine soul of this tank both hope that we can do this, commander."

Without any hesitation, Wittmann shouted again: "Per! Step on the accelerator to the bottom! Hit it hard!"

As Wittmann roared, Per, who was operating the tank, immediately understood what he meant.

I saw him holding the joystick tightly with both hands, stomping his right foot hard, and pressing the accelerator pedal to the bottom.

Suddenly, the tank engine let out a dull roar, and the huge torque caused the tracks to spin rapidly, raising clouds of dust.

"I'm so high!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar that resounded through the sky. The surging roar of the machine soul and the low roar of the engine were intertwined and entangled with each other, as if an intense symphony concert was being played on this smoke-filled battlefield.

At this moment, the extremely large tank rushed out from the rolling smoke and dust at lightning speed, like a giant artillery shell carrying tremendous force.

Its heavy and solid body was filled with endless power and an indomitable determination as it rushed straight towards the maglev tank not far away.

"No!" The Eldar driver in the maglev tank screamed in horror, his voice full of despair and helplessness.

He frantically manipulated the control stick, trying to make his car move backwards quickly to avoid the impending fatal collision. However, it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, the menacing tank had already rushed in front of him like a ferocious and violent beast.

With a deafening roar, the maglev tank was like a fragile paper toy and was violently knocked away in an instant.

It rolled and twisted in the air, drawing a shocking arc, and finally slammed heavily into a ruin of broken walls and ruins, raising a cloud of dust and rubble.