The only way to quickly exterminate this crowd and utterly crush them was to douse them in massive amounts of liquid fuel and set them ablaze, burning them directly to cinders.
Setting fire to the city, reducing everything to ruins.
Yet even if the resource-starved Capital City could quickly gather tens of thousands of tons of liquid fuel—which was doubtful—Lin Feng couldn't bring himself to commit such an atrocity.
It would be far better to use that much fuel to build a firewall to block the Zerg Race's invasion.
It could also fuel vehicles to speed up the survivors' evacuation.
And so, time ticked by, second by second, as one idea after another was proposed and rejected…
Lin Feng stood atop the high wall, his brow furrowed as he watched the shoving, jostling stream of people below, their faces etched with anxiety and bewilderment.
