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Diving into the back, Bolan yelled, “Go, go, go!”

Liao hit the gas, and the truck leaped forward. “They’ll never catch us now!” he shouted.

Bolan slumped against the tailgate. His leg twitched, and he felt his phone vibrating. He dug it out and answered. “We’re—”

Tokaido’s voice screamed in his ear. “Missile! They’ve locked-on an antitank missile!”

“Stop! Right now!” Bolan yelled as he shoved the phone into his pocket and grabbed the machine gun with his other hand.

The truck skidded to a halt and, as Liao turned to him, Bolan yelled, “Incoming missile—get out now!”

Liao scrabbled at the door handle and got it open as Bolan hit the ground. He made sure Liao was racing from the truck before running himself.

Bolan saw the bright flash of a missile launch and shouted, “Hit the dirt!” as he threw himself forward.

Two seconds later, the world exploded.