Chapter Fifty
The boxy gray tank came fully into view, hovering half a meter off the ground, a massive single-barreled cannon sticking out the front. The huge beast made the MX 60 seem like a tiny toy. It wasn’t the largest tank Erik had ever seen, but they were usually on his side. Rebellions with that kind of firepower were rare. The armored vehicles he’d faced off against when dealing with the syndicates were a pale, distant threat compared to this tank.
A smaller autocannon adorned the top of the turret, along with twin high-velocity point-defense cannons to take care of grenades and pesky rockets. Layers of armor and an invisible grav shield meant that even four exoskeletons with trained operators might as well have been poking sticks at it. Winning against the tank wasn’t impossibl
