In the largest room on the seventh floor of the Mahadevi Capital MU Hotel, with a telescope always pointing towards the surrounding street, Natasha's Mandarin with a slight Yuqing accent is very special: "Wu! Here they come, they appear again!"

Wu Mengxi stood up from his desk in a graceful manner and rushed to the telescope in a hurry, and quickly captured the scene of Buck and Gu Lisha and other white people wandering around the street together.

Buck was lucky to have no intimate contact with Gulisa, and within a step or two of each other, the Kurdish girl always focused on the various scenery and the signboard shops in the streets and alleys, while Buck was more of a finger with the white man, obviously analyzing the surrounding terrain.

If it weren't for Xiang Wan's repeated persuasion, Fang Lingying and Mu Chenfei, who got the news in China, would definitely come over together to watch the excitement.

Wu Mengxi is still determined: "It's just a walk together, it is estimated that it is due to work, I have long said that there is absolutely nothing else, and now I look at it to prove ......"

Ye Mingjing is focused on looking at people: "Looks a little ...... It's not up to the level of our family, Lola hasn't taken it back, so forget it. ”

Natasha sharpened her knife and said to her own people on the phone: "Have you got everything?" Okay, divide it, get ready, it is estimated that it will be ...... in the next two days" She herself is two pistols and a submachine gun, plus a whole pack of magazines!

With seaplanes, it's easy to bring in any firearms for such an island nation with almost no borders.

The golden eagles have long been secretly armed, but they are different from Buck's side, they all squat in various hotel rooms every day and do not go out, because most of the tourists who come to Mahadev only use the capital as a transit point for international flights, and almost do not enter the city and fly directly to the surrounding island hotels, so it is easy for Western tourists on the street to be noticed after a few more glances.

So compared to those uncertain coups or events, this time it's too certain, as long as Buck is still here, the mercenaries he mixed in will definitely do something!

Coming here to observe her husband up close, it is more out of a woman's natural gossip psychology, Natasha is also very sure to ensure the safety of her own people, woo granny is very disdainful: "How big is this city, there are no barren mountains and wilderness around, anyway, they are all in the city, and there is no proliferation of guns, what can you do with the sky?"

But she still underestimated the scene of such a group incident.

After dinner on the street and back at the youth hostel, Buck was adhering to the quality of an actor, complaining in a stingy style that it would cost a lot of food alone, and the white girl, who rarely communicated with other contractors, snapped her fingers: "It's almost there!

These experienced contractors didn't have that kind of excitement, silently whispered to each other, sorted out the things on their bodies, and handed over the unnecessary things to a guy next to the girl, who seemed to be in charge of logistics, and would manage these things first, and take them all away if something happened, and almost all of them had a passport that didn't explain anything, a telescopic baton, and a set of intercom communication sets, and most importantly, a set of pullovers that looked similar to the local young people and set off!

Buck was a little surprised that none of them had guns?

Even Gu Lisha was assigned a set of walkie-talkies, and their group still followed Bassoon to the streets, Buck carried a medical bag, Gu Lisa wanted to take it, but Buck refused, the military doctor still had to bring his own tools with him, but he emphasized the use of this headset to Gu Lisha, and asked the girl to learn that he hid the PTT switch wire on his wrist, and then the vacuum headphones were stuck in his long hair.

Buck's short hair had to be covered with a plaid scarf around his neck, which was what he had always used to cover the tattoos on his neck.

After a few days of familiarizing themselves with the streets, everyone went out into the streets and silently diverged like mercury, and Buck and his group of eight people said that they were waiting outside the back door of the presidential palace first.

At this time, walking on the streets that should have been noisy and lively, I suddenly found that many shops were closed, and many locals were hurrying to the direction of the presidential palace.

Buck couldn't help but wonder a little, didn't even the ordinary people mobilize such a coup d'état to prevent it first?

This capital is like a city spread out on a piece of paper, the whole paper is spread flat on the Indian Ocean, there are no mountains and valleys, there are no rivers passing through, part of the area is a forest of modern buildings, but there are no too tall buildings, part of it is completely the old-fashioned few floors and bungalows of the harbor city, just because the tourist customs and harbor customs are all painted in color, it is a bit similar to the current image of Wanda Town, but Wanda Town only has a few hundred households, and it is surrounded by mountains.

The presidential palace is basically in the center of the flat paper, the building has the feeling of a European eighteenth-century villa palace, surrounded by dense greenery, and the gold-painted iron flower railings constitute the perimeter, and when Buck and they walked here silently, they found that a large number of people had gathered outside the presidential palace, asking for a dialogue with the president, shouting slogans to punish corruption, and it seemed that the situation was still under control.

Buck hugged his arms and leaned against the wall and watched silently, how many times had he experienced this kind of scene?

Participants may be excited, driven by such a common cathartic emotion, and feel that they are doing the most correct thing in the world, and everyone else is doing it, and they are all agreeing with their own scolding views, which is really cool!

But in the end, do they know that they have become someone else's pawn?

These are definitely not the people who are benefiting......

Gu Lisha also passed the stage of confusion, and also followed Buck to see such a scene, and whispered: "It's so familiar...... We sometimes have such a scene on our side, but fortunately, Allah can always uphold the will of the Allah and control the scene, and it seems that it will not happen......"

Buck smiled and didn't speak, whether he controlled it or not depends on the intention of the manipulator behind it.

Bassoon may think that such a group of tourists dressed as a guy standing on the side of the road is not a bit eye-catching, pointing to the outer stairs of a building next to him, Buck and others went up in turn, and sat on the steps by the way, which is also convenient for Bassoon to stand at the highest place with a mobile phone to shoot the picture, but the position is a little higher, Buck also has a different look, standing on the side of the road before feeling just a black crowd and holding up slogans and banners, but here you can clearly see the stars and lights, a little attention can tell that it is not a light stick in the hands of fans, but a mobile phone, some people are holding the same as Bassoon shooting, some people have been looking through。

A new era is coming, large-screen smartphones have not only changed the living habits of many people, but also changed the trajectory of the coup, Buck immediately thought of the so-called Arab Spring, a series of various coups and civil strife in Middle Eastern countries, almost all of them used mobile phones and various social Internet platform software to disseminate messages, agreed on details, and used the mass sending function to instantly transmit all kinds of messages to everyone.

Sure enough, it seemed as if the clamor was just a demonstration of the petition activity, but suddenly, many people suddenly poured out from all directions, raising their voices and increasing their strength, arm in arm, and rushed towards the presidential guards and police lines lined up!

I only heard the policemen with guns shouting warnings in their own Chinese, which was completely useless to the already high crowd, and then a gunshot rang out!

Buck vaguely heard someone shouting that the police had killed someone......

But it's clear that the gunshot is coming from a building somewhere around you, okay?

The coup d'état riots, which were low-cost and efficient, were ignited immediately!