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"B.S.A.A. Europe," Thomas shouted, hoping to drown out the noises of the helicopter. "The main factions of B.S.A.A. are going to be having a summit where we find out about what's been going on around the world from our other sources; I'd like to invite you to come!" he shouted. "Of course, if you're not into this kind of stuff..." Thomas smiled as he leaned back in his seat. "Well, we're going to be airlifted by copter to an airport. Then you can either take the plane I'm going on, or find your own way, heh." The blades of the copter started to spin, and the helicopter went off the ground.
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