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The tower collapsed with a screech of tearing metal, sending a tidal wave of brown sludge across the road. The Vipers scattered, their formation shattered. One slid into a ditch. Another spun out, tracks whirring uselessly. The gold-skull Viper dodged the sludge but reversed straight into Leo's line of sight.

He could run. That was the smart play. Run, hide, pick off a straggler, upgrade his tires. doomz.io

Leo drove up to it, looked down at the helpless, upside-down tank, and fired a single, merciful cannon round. The tower collapsed with a screech of tearing

His tank was a rusted "Scorpion" model—medium armor, a peashooter cannon, and a single rocket launcher he’d ripped off a corpse in the Oil Fields. The arena was a sprawling, monochrome wasteland of broken highways, skeletal forests, and a crumbling city center where the best loot spawned. And the worst deaths. Another spun out, tracks whirring uselessly

Leo didn't run. He hit the Smoke Screen, but not to hide. He drove through the smoke, straight at them. They fired blindly into the cloud, shredding the air where he’d been. But Leo was already behind them.