"Who says you can throw it away?!" A burly-faced middle-aged woman plopped down right in the middle of the already narrow evacuation passage.
She carried a large bundle on her back and gripped two battered suitcases beside her with both hands, screaming and making a scene.
"You think being soldiers makes you special? I was living perfectly fine, and you insisted on making me leave. You're all nuts."
"Being soldiers means you can just throw away ordinary people's things?"
"I'm telling you, unless you bring my big color TV and old refrigerator today, nobody's getting past!"
Beside her, a young mother holding a baby was crying with anxiety.
"Ma'am, please move aside. Everyone behind you is completely stuck, and my baby can't take the cold much longer..."
"What's all the shoving for? In a hurry to get reincarnated?!" The woman turned and spat viciously, then rudely elbowed the young mother aside. Turning back, she grabbed the sweating officer and shouted:
"You soldiers take our taxpayer money. Isn't serving us what you're paid for?"
"Hurry up and get a few young men to carry these cases of mine over!"
"If you damage so much as a corner, I'll complain to your superiors and get every one of you stripped of that uniform!"
"Exactly. Will you pay for this luggage if we throw it away? We'll just have to buy everything ourselves again..." Several selfish people in the crowd joined in the grumbling.
The officer's eyes reddened as he listened. He wrenched away the woman's fat hand clutching his collar, pointed at the dim southern horizon, and roared until his voice cracked:
"The Southern Defense Line has already been breached!"
"The vicious Demon Clan is coming to slaughter us!"
"And you're still here making unreasonable demands! Do you want your lives or