Chapter 88

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United States Government Intranet

[ Data is effectively scrambled, expect information to arrive at random periods dependent on necessity and priority ]

[ RE-ESTABLISHING UPLINK ]

[ CLEAR ] [ POTOMAC-SCPU: ACTIVE ]

The Intranet should be facing random interference in traffic, that nuclear detonation knocked some satellites.

- President Mayla Hawthorne

Nuclear... what happened? We request information, ma'am.

- New Roanoke Command Center

Ultranationalists used a stolen Topol-M to cause a 1 megaton explosion in the city of Moscow. Task Force 141 is fully responding now.

We advise to NOT bring the Russian Reserves back home. The Federation is in shambles and it's not going to be the best move to bring them there.

- President Mayla Hawthorne

What do you want us to do then?

- New Roanoke Command Center

Get them to that Town in Ursus, tell 'em to build it up. It'll be their new home.

- President Mayla Hawthorne

[ God Bless North America ]

The F-45 Startrail is ready.

"Cleared, hot"

January 3rd, 2056
November 4th, 1097

New Syracuse, Lungmen

Silence. This time, the slums was quiet. No rumble of tracks, the sounds of turbine engines, the pure of diesel. Civilians noted that there was very few soldiers walking along the streets this time. Kids began to run around, trying to wonder if the UN left.

However, they were interrupted when there was the sound of guns. Not in a violent fashion, but in a sort of manner that saluted.

Her camera crew was stationed near the front, 9 North Americans - 3 Canadian, 3 American, and 3 Mexican, 3 British, 3 Europeans, 3 Australians, and 3 Japanese were in 3 rows of 7.

There was an overall solemn feeling and Ms. Sawyer was here to report on it. All sorts of religious emblems and Russian flags were s tattered around the stage area. People had their hands cross and their heads lowered in some prayer. Every so often, these 21 soldiers will fire a round, after some sort of officer reads a few lines. These lines were in reaching out to the recently nuked city of Moscow. To those who have fallen.

Ms. Sawyer couldn't help but feel sorry for them. That death toll was apparently high. Reaching will into the millions because of the detonation of a weapon so powerful that it was incomprehensible to some. The ceremony continued, well into the day, with her recording every bit of it. It was ended off with the roar of 105mm artillery guns. After the guns, all of the infantry on the base began to get back to what they were doing.

Returning back to the studio, she took a deep breath, wondering how the hell she is going to report this to the entire city.

Meanwhile, somewhere in a hotpot spot, Nian couldn't help but wonder about her siblings, about Ling, about Dusk, and about Chongyue.

Last she heard about the last, he was apparently somewhere in Yan's Gobi desert, helping to fight against the Northern Demons.

F-35 Flight near Yan

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