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17-09-2006, 20:42
Robin S. Carol dialed his phone, and called the Secretary of Regional affairs. "Dolores? Get me the closest nation in the region. We have a naval problem, and Admiral Holden can't handle it. A group of revolutionists are trying to sink our fleet. Got it? Good. Yes, I'll wait." Robin tapped his foot, sweating, as he waited. He really hoped that Molotiov didn't come in.