At the entrance of Roslin metro station, four escalators plunge deep underground like the throat of a beast, reaching fifty to sixty meters down.
This is an engineering feat built during the Cold War era, with underground concrete walls two meters thick, capable of withstanding even nuclear shock waves.
National Guard soldiers surround the station entrance, staring at a pickup truck that crashed into the escalator entrance.
The pickup's front is twisted and deformed, wedged stubbornly like a wedge at the metro station, with gasoline leaking from the tank in drizzles, giving off a heavy, dangerous odor.
"Damn it, how do we get in?" A soldier kicked the pickup's tire, "Will it explode?"
"Call a tow truck first..." Another soldier planned to report it, leaving the headache to the officers. After all, they were all wearing white protective suits, which were not suitable for combat.
Suddenly, the crisp sound of high heels striking the ground came from the back of the crowd.
