![]() Blood dripped down his face, which held a look of terror. I followed one, and watched as he ran in a zigzag pattern while being severely beaten with pipes and sticks. Three soldiers jumped out, scattering into the crowd. They managed an opening and started throwing burning objects inside. The furious crowd threw burning blankets and Molotov cocktails onto the vehicle a few young men got on top and began banging the hatch. Once the armored vehicle stopped, someone thrust a thick metal bar into its treads. It seemed he was unwilling to start killing masses of people by running them over. Finally the driver stopped when he encountered too thick a crowd on a side street at the northeast corner of the square. ![]() As it clambered over red-and-white concrete traffic barriers placed by protesters, I nearly kept up with it, weaving my own way around the barriers - which might stop trucks and cars but not tanks and bicycles. ![]() Soon a single armored personnel carrier came hurtling around a corner, headed toward the square.
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