C119 The Morale Is in Chaos

This 1.5-ton hunk of iron barreled through a Spring Ant like an armor-piercing round, exiting through its lower abdomen.

"Ha-ha!"

Moorer, drenched in blood, hit the ground with a forward roll, springing up with his gasoline chainsword aimed at the Titan Soldier Ant's front leg. The chainsword roared as it sliced through, severing half of the unfortunate Titan Soldier Ant's left front leg