Escape to Saturday

Saturday, Saturday? ! He dares to drive a tank into the city and blast your head with armor-piercing bullets! ! You tell me now! What I did was wrong! ! It's you! It was you who killed him, not me! When you cower behind others and shoot cold shots at them! Why don't you say this is wrong! Do you think everything will be fine if you put on other people's clothes? He's coming to you in his tank now, just pray he gets stuck, Jackson!