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!!Qso1Kr9WQWm 11/01/08(Sat)01:04 No.2918005 Even from this distance I could see it was something special, too thin and graceful to be another of the same residential complexes I had spent hours fighting through. The base of the structure seemed to merge into the ground, as if some bored god had melted the sand into liquid glass and pulled the spire up from it. I could make out the shapes of the Enemy’s forces, infantry manning hardened emplacements and heavy weapons where the tower’s tapering base rose out of the surrounding buildings and smoke like an artificial hill. Our forces would have to fight uphill across the open ground to reach the central spire, without the benefit of the concealing smoke. I tapped into the localized Datanet our forces had set up and scanned the local chatter for any useful information. Gavin Yukoro 176 was making a speech, trying to rally troops for the upcoming assault. The Gavin Yukoros were always making big, grandoise speeches about abstract concepts like glory and honor, and I quickly filtered him out. Reports were coming in from other cities, some were so completely deserted that the assault groups had simply started fires and hijacked transports to other parts of the globe, and some were so heavily fortified that the fleet had to nuke them from orbit to soften them up for the ground attack. I uploaded my observations and theories to the Speculation>Population? Forum and made my way back to the lift. There was no information on the tower to the north, so if I was going to satisfy my curiosity, I would have to do it on my own.



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