enes of terror in southern France. At least 84 people dead, and scores more wounded, after a truck plowed through crowds in Nice, on Thursday night. And this is where everything started. I'm Reuters reporter, Mia Reakes, in Nice, on the Promenade des Anglais. At about half past 10 last night, there were thousands of people down here, celebrating Bastille Day.
People had started dispersing, walking down on to the beach when a truck mounted the curb and started careering down the pavement at speed and with intent. It zig-zagged across the road, for up to two kilometers plowing down everything in it's path. You can just about see the truck behind me, it was engaged in a gun battle with police and eventually the driver was shot dead.
Since being here this morning, I've been speaking to taxi drivers who said they worked throughout the night for free, ferrying injured people to and from hospitals. There's also a pediatric hospital just down the street here where lots of the children were taken. We think up to about 50 people are still in a critical condition.
I've also seen lots of locals and tourists wanting to pay their respects. They've carried flowers. But have only been able to come a certain way down the promenade before they've been stopped by police. Everything is blocked off. And in fact, even policemen themselves, have been taking those flowers, those tributes, and placing them on the promenade.
It's such a glorious day here in Nice that almost beggars belief what happened last night. And I can even hear in cafes behind me people playing the Marseillaise, in a symbol that they won't be broken.