Chapter 908: The Soul of Revenge and War

At this moment, everyone saw the snow-white tank like a ferocious beast, slowly and laboriously driving out of the bottomless pit.

However, what was surprising was that the tank seemed to ignore the willed warriors around it who were on high alert. It passed through the crowd as quickly as a flash of lightning and disappeared in the thick fog in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared.

"No! I must report this matter to the headquarters immediately. This guy is too dangerous!"

One of the Will Warriors widened his eyes, staring at the white tank that had disappeared without a trace, and muttered to himself with lingering fear.

As he spoke, he reached out to wipe away the cold sweat that kept oozing from his forehead, and he looked a little frightened.

Another Will Warrior frowned and asked solemnly, "I want to know what type of tank it is? And in what year was it manufactured? Why have we never seen this type of tank before?"

Before anyone else could answer, another equally breathless warrior interrupted and said in a trembling voice: "Never mind what that thing is... In my opinion, it can't be just an ordinary tank! Absolutely impossible!"

The soldier was obviously frightened by the thrilling battle just now, so much so that his speech became incoherent.

In fact, what happened just now was really unbelievable.

This fierce battle was not only completely recorded by the recorders on the scene, but its brutality was beyond everyone's imagination.

The mysterious white tank was able to withstand several powerful nuclear bomb attacks. At the same time, it easily destroyed more than a dozen advanced hover tanks and killed more than a dozen will warriors.

What's even more terrifying is that with the power of just one tank, it actually managed to suppress an entire position on its side.

In this bloody massacre, thousands of Nova soldiers died, and even most of the base was reduced to ruins in an instant.

Finally, when faced with the suppression of a powerful gravity weapon weighing tens of thousands of tons, the white tank remained undaunted and successfully escaped the scene with its own superior strength.

From any perspective, this performance is far beyond the cognition of these New Star Federation soldiers about a traditional tank.

Rather than being a tank, it is more like a terrifying monster in the skin of a tank, possessing terrifying power and destructive power.

"What are we going to do next? How do we deal with this guy?" asked a Will Warrior.

"Call the fleet in orbit. I don't believe he can withstand the orbital bombardment." The leading warrior of will said slowly.

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"It looks like these guys are having a headache with this white tank." Calder, the Space Marine Captain of the Dark Angels, muttered to himself as he stared at the latest report in his hand with a frown.

The report details the difficulties and heavy losses encountered by the Nova Federation's army when it besieged the mysterious white tank.

Calder took a deep breath, turned to look at the Astra Militarum officer standing beside him, and asked seriously: "Report all your information about this white tank!"

The Astra Militarum officer being watched by Calder could not help but feel a wave of pressure, but he quickly adjusted himself, straightened his body, saluted, and immediately replied: "Dear Angel, to be honest, up to now, we have not really fought with the white tank. However, according to what our personnel have witnessed, the white tank seems to have been harassing the army of the Nova Federation."

Hearing this, Calder narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "I haven't fought with you even once? This is really strange."

"Indeed, sir." The Astra Militarum officer nodded and continued, "According to our tank troops, they felt that the white tank had its own soul. Not only did it have no ill will towards our troops, but it also had a record of rescuing our trapped troops many times."

"Oh? By the way, there is one more thing I need to report to you." The Astra Militarum officer looked at Calder solemnly, and after a brief pause, he continued.

"Every time that mysterious tank appeared on the battlefield, a thick fog would follow it. This thick fog was fierce and spread quickly, often catching our soldiers off guard."

"And, what's even more bizarre is that when our soldiers accidentally inhale this thick fog, their physical condition will actually undergo subtle changes. Those soldiers will become a little bit excited! This excitement makes them even crazier when fighting the enemy."

Calder listened quietly to the report of the Astra Militarum officer and nodded slightly to show that he understood the situation. He frowned slightly and muttered to himself thoughtfully: "From this point of view, this matter may be related to the warp creation... Well, in this case, then this white tank will be handed over to the Inquisition for disposal."

After saying that, Calder gently put down the tablet with detailed data in his hand and thought to himself.

According to the intelligence currently available, the white tank did not seem to show any obvious hostile intentions. Moreover, the current situation was complicated and he really had no time to pay attention to such an unknown thing.

Since the Inquisition is willing to take over, let them worry about it.

Anyway, no matter what the final result is, the responsibility can be put on the trial court.

At this moment, in the silent jungle, a snow-white tank stood quietly like a sleeping beast.

Its large and solid body is firmly parked among the lush vegetation, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding environment.

The cold moonlight fell on the tank like a veil. Through the tiny gaps in its outer shell, one could glimpse a huge shadow inside, controlling this steel beast.

A thick layer of black psychic energy tightly wrapped around the entire tank, causing it to exude a heart-pounding aura.

As the muzzle was slightly raised, the dark muzzle pointed straight into the deep and boundless night sky like the mouth of a giant beast ready to devour its prey.

There was a deafening bang, and a shell was ejected from the muzzle with the force of thunder, cutting through the night sky with blazing flames, and hitting a Nova Federation cruiser quietly anchored in orbit with the accuracy of a meteor.

This sudden and fierce attack was completely beyond the expectations of the cruiser crew, and they didn't even have time to react.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and violent explosions sounded. The entire cruiser was instantly engulfed by endless flames and turned into a gorgeous wreckage.

However, the white tank did not stop there after delivering the fatal blow. It quickly retracted its gun barrel, flexibly turned the vehicle body, and slowly drove into the dark shadows of the jungle.

The shrill roar of the engine at this moment sounded like the violent roar of an angry and extremely revengeful mechanical soul, echoing throughout the jungle.

As the tanks went away, the roar gradually became lower. He waited for the next opportunity to reappear and deal a heavier blow to the enemy.

The number on the tank turret looks particularly dazzling under the moonlight.