The alarm at the shelter was sounded, and people from several large districts rushed outside, when they saw a tank crashing through the barbed wire fence and driving all the way in.

The vegetables planted on the periphery of the shelter had been destroyed by the tank's tracks, and the walls that had been built so hard were useless in front of them, easily penetrating them.

Behind the tank, there were five modified trolleys reinforced with iron plates and iron mesh, each full of people, except for the driver

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