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Chapter 4: As far as your will allows.
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... host this many people.
Generals, presidents, prime ministers, admirals, intelligence chiefs leaders who normally spent years avoiding each other were crammed shoulder to shoulder around a circular holographic display.
The map floating above it was a bleeding mess of red.
Red zones: alien-held territory.
Yellow zones: contested.
Blue zones: human control, shrinking by the hour.
Smoke, fire, and screams echoed faintly from the world above.
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