Before Reyes could give a reply, the call was abruptly terminated. Frustrated, he hurled the radio to the ground. It cracked sharply against the hard floor. Time was of the essence; they had only two hours left.
Instantly regaining his composure, Reyes understood that his outburst wouldn't alter their dire situation. His lieutenant, a man of unwavering loyalty, entered his office shortly after witnessing Reyes' rare display of anger.
"So what did you two talk about?" the Lieutenant inquired.
"We have been given an ultimatum," Reyes replied gravely. "In two hours, they'll drop a missile here if we don't vacate the palace and denounce our claim as the legitimate government."
"So the missile really came from them, and it might even be a drone," the Lieutenant deduced.
"Yes, which is why we need to fight back. We have anti-aircraft guns, correct?"
"We have the 9K38 Igla. You're thinking of shooting down the drone?"
