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Whoosh—Boom!
The missile flew a distance before igniting again and rapidly accelerating to hit the armored vehicle, blowing it sky-high into a blazing fireball. Under Barnum's shocked gaze, the bearded man packed away the launcher and even waved at him to hurry and close the window to avoid being grazed by stray bullets.
"Hey—Barnum, the embassy called and told me to stay put at the company and not move. What's going on? I've heard gunshots, tanks, and armored vehicles passing by downstairs. My God, what's happening?"
A coup.
Barnum quickly guessed the possibility.
There was no doubt about it: this was a military coup, meticulously planned and suddenly launched.
He remembered the bearded man taking photos every day, observing the guards with binoculars, and that today the guards hadn't changed shifts.
"They were ready a long time ago." Barnum sat in his chair, not knowing what to do.
