Chapter 1703: The Overlooked Small Truck
"Why was this happening? Had we never truly won the war? Would the war... never end?"
"Damn it! How much longer would this nightmare last? How much longer?"
"We had only just lived good lives for half a year, and now we had to return to war? No, no!"
Such confusion and fear, like a black virus, eroded the mental defenses of ordinary citizens.
The citizens' Brainwaves influenced and resonated with one another, gradually forming the most troublesome kind of "Fear Bomb."
At last, faced with the snarling zombies and the vicious Rat Tide, some people completely broke down and fled in panic.
Once the number of fleeing people exceeded one-tenth of the total, the collapse of the entire crowd became inevitable.
Other than the well-trained Transcendents and the Disciplinary Forces, everyone was screaming, shoving, and struggling.
They were like torrents of chaotic floodwater, stirring up whirlpool after whirlpool. Even ordinary citizens whose wills had not yet broken were swept along, helplessly drifting with the current.
Yet the result of everyone trying to escape was that they shoved and squeezed one another, slowing each other down until they quickly became jammed together.
Some even stumbled in misfortune, were trampled underfoot, and fainted.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
The Blue Alliance members wearing Blue Armbands tried desperately to maintain order, but amid the thunderous clamor of the chaotic scene, their shouts were like a cup of water against a cartload of firewood.
They could only grit their teeth and push upstream against the tide, trying to use their own flesh and blood to build a sturdy line of defense for the panicked ordinary citizens.
However, not every Blue Alliance member was a Heaven Realm expert who stood high above the rest and stirred the