- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
The Avenger were all to easy to pilot. The massive tank, outlawed since the first war due to it's killing efficiency, screeched across the terrain in more or less of a straight line.
Ivan took care to aim away from pedestrians. He laughed to himself nervously. He had been responsible for the deaths of millions, yet he still tried to abstain from it.
Ivan tried to focus on something else, but couldnt. Why did he have to put his ship into orbit over the main city? He had assumed that nobody would shoot down a ship over a crowded population center, but again he had been wrong.
Now, he realized, there was no going back. Too much blood had been spilled for him to quit. He had to see his mission finished.
The Avenger continued onward.