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... > His angry state was even more terrifying than his calm one.
At that moment, his nerves’ ability to marshal and his adrenaline reached a peak.
He was like a tank rampaging across the court, crushing anyone in his path.
The Washington Bullets could be considered a team of tanks, with two tanks in the paint that had been roaming the league unchecked.
Now, the T-34 and Sherman had come up against the Type 55, completely outclassed in both frontal and side armor as w ...
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