"What? The Presidential Palace! More than 400 missiles?" Busmuslin was suddenly terrified. What kind of international joke is this? It's not just 400 missiles, even 400 grenades would be enough to completely destroy the Presidential Palace inside and out several times over.
400 missiles, is the intention to reduce the entire city to rubble?
"Where are all these missiles coming from?" Busmuslin continued to ask. Their country had always advocated for peace. War was a thing of the past—the most important thing now was making money. Thus, the relations of the entire Kingdom of Frankfurt internationally were quite good. Why would they provoke any country?
"From all over Europe! Missiles from nearly every country are aimed at us!"
Busmuslin's vision darkened, "Is there no way to intercept them?"
