The wind was boisterous, howling past and slapping against people's faces.
Survivors, wrapped in their coats, filed into the two-story-high combat vehicle. The guards from the Guard Team stood silently and stiffly in place, like pillars straightening up.
The Rhino Chariot roared, its tracks churning up the earth, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from view, leaving only the shocking traces of its twenty-centimeter-deep ruts.
Rusty buses, chugging along, wobbled forward and, after two or three minutes, also vanished without a trace.
The men from the Guard Team remained silent until a light "pop" sounded in the air and one of the guards blushed, breaking the silence.
"Captain, are we just letting them go?"
Someone was clearly displeased, "Green Shadow deployed those terrifying war weapons just to escort these twenty or thirty people; there must be something special about them..."
"You think I don't know that!"
