Chapter 67: V.S. Monoz Tank 

Which came first—the madness or the strength? Are they strong because they’re perverts, or are they allowed to be perverts because they’re strong? 『Foooooooh!  Claaaariiiisssaaaaa!  Foh, foh, fooooooh!』 That shriek—half howl, half love cry—crackled through the comms, and I found myself pondering that very question while watching a tank tear across the sandy plains. The desert where this job had brought us was merciless to vehicles. The wind-shaped ground rippled like…