Ambassadress

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General Neuville slapped his hand on the desk in front of his colleagues gathered in crisis."This is intolerable! No one can tell me where a shuttle disguised as a meteorite is right now!

"This is intolerable!   No one can tell me where a shuttle disguised as a meteorite is right now!

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But what really pisses me off is this. He pressed an icon on his PDA, projecting an image into the palm of his hand. Probably an implant...

  Probably an implant

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We've got a destroyer or an interstellar cruiser quietly cruising around on earth we don't know where!!!

Nothing.

No tracks.

We saw it stealthily, for a few seconds as it rushed into the atmosphere... then... nothing!

You're not going to tell me that a ship as big as a 2,000-metre mountain knows how to disappear like that?"

Glasses-wearing assistants typed and surfed on a holographic databank.

"Well, Jean? anything new?"

"No, my general, but there are like continuous earthquakes in France! People are coming out, but they can't see anything..."

Neuville: "What nationality was Sacha Goldberg?"

"French, my general..."

"AH... at least, a clue... They're in France, but that country's always getting in our way, their interests first...

"Yes, according to French law, they're part of the global alliance, but they've kept their autonomy and their colonies, as well as the equatorial strip they bought in exchange for the transfer of populations and immigrants during the great droughts. "

Get my shuttle ready, we'll head over there and see. Toulon harbor, aerospace base...!

The alert was sounded and shuttles and drones were put on standby on the old continent.

1 day later, the general arrived at the base, greeted his colleagues and wasted no time.

The giant screens scanned everything that could be scanned, but then something happened.

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