The battle on the street was brutal and bloody; hundreds of troops were routed by Miao Lun.
Boom!
Another tank shell landed as Miao Lun swiftly darted, agile as a leopard.
In modern urban warfare, even ordinary soldiers with RPGs could successfully ambush such a massive steel beast like a tank, let alone a genetic warrior like Miao Lun.
Miao Lun rapidly sidestepped forward, avoiding a barrage of machine-gun fire. The tank's turret couldn't keep up with Miao Lun's pace, and combined with the tank's limited field of view, it quickly lost track of him.
By now, Miao Lun had reached the tank's weak rear, with a rocket launcher he had conveniently snatched in hand, launching one straight at the tank's tail.
The metal stream from the rocket penetrated the tank, causing black smoke to billow, and soon the tank was immobilized.
A few disheveled crew members crawled out from the top hatch of the tank, only to be promptly riddled with bullets by Miao Lun.
