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... their hardest to maintain and lower the casualty rate.

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Emergency Session - Allied Nations Council

The president of China’s face filled the secure transmission screen, exhaustion evident despite his composed demeanour.

Three million casualties in China alone, and the number was increasing by the second.

"Status report from all allied nations," Zhang commanded, his voice calm during humanity’s darkest hour.

President Dubois appe ...

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