Changling City was more than 400 kilometers away from Bingcheng City.
It was a small city with a population of less than 500,000.
After the helicopter was damaged, Chen Yu drove the SUV all the way and finally arrived at the outskirts of the city before dark.
They went straight up the national road, and before long, they could vaguely see the city walls.
They also saw the civilians fleeing south.
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After parking the car by the roadside, Chen Yu leaned half of his body out of the window and stopped a group of passersby. He asked, "Comrades, where are you going?"
"Anywhere is fine." Among the crowd, a man answered indifferently, "As long as we stay away from here."
Hearing this, Chen Yu nodded and watched the group of people leave. He shrank back and took out a cigarette to light it up. "It seems that the situation in the city is very bad."
"Do we still need to go in?" Ma Li asked.