Chapter 17 Suddenly, the Tiger-Style Lost Its Appeal

Wang Zhong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the enemy surrender, then broke out in a cold sweat—damn it, thinking back on the moment they made that sharp turn in front of the enemy's gun barrel, if the enemy had fired, only "The Matrix's" Neo himself could have saved them.

"In 'The Matrix', Neo dodges bullets from pistols and rifles, while I dodge 88 mm tank gun shells; even Neo would have to light a cigarette for me!"

By this time, Wang Zhong was less than a hundred meters away from the Tiger tank, and he wasn't stupid, of course, he wouldn't try to compare turret turning speed with a Tiger tank at a distance of 1400 meters—that would be an idiot inviting death.

Moreover, Wang Zhong dared to charge like this because he was particularly familiar with the Tiger tank; he knew its turret was too heavy and without the engine running, there simply wasn't enough electrical power to drive the turret at full speed. He was no amateur who relied solely on in-game stats!