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Sat Nov 10 2072 Then it all fires back up again. Pockets of Smokes hide out in buildings that the Royals just didn't have the manpower to storm. That is until some unknown third party joins in. A black GMC bulldog makes the rounds, expertly driven at high speed from one hotspot to the next, kicking up dust and debris from behind the wheels around every corner. It doesn't stop as it passes by on it's rounds, a turret just pops up and annihilates the majority of the Smoke's opposition in long, painfully accurate bursts of heavy weapon fire. In the end, what had been a victory for the Royals, becomes a complete rout for the Smokes, and North Central falls into an uneasy peace as the smaller gangs pause to figure out their new situation.