[center][h2]The United Free Peoples of True Asia. (Commonly referred to as FPTA)  [/h2][/center]

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Unknown location in mainland China, President Shang's office.

Shang found himself staring blankly at the letter from the neo soviets. A grin began to form as his aid, Komori, walked in. She stopped in front of her glorious leader and forced her left arm out and speak, "Hail True Asia." 

Shang rose his hand, repeating her words but with a much softer tone. "Komori, I am amuses but cannot bring myself to finish reading this garbage."

Komori held out her hand, "Shall I recycle this?"

He smiled, "It is not worthy of recycling. Please entertain me and read the last paragraph."

As she did, a frown crossed her lips. "Do they honestly believe it will do much good?"

Shang stood up and started to move but paused mid step and turned to her. "Lower trade taxes by 70%. Open our goods to Mexico and India's markets entirely. We control the sea lanes to Mexico. If Russia or any other nations halt or attack a ship. Destroy the aggressor."

Komori saluted once more and promptly left the room to meet with the ministers in charge of trade and relations. Shang sat back down, "Meddling northerners." He said before picking up his direct line to the military chief general.

"Deploy a battle group to the Arabian sea."

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True Asia news network. Broadcasting anywhere in the world.

A young Chinese woman steps onto the flight deck of a carrier. 

"Hello, I am Muri Chang aboard the True Asia carrier 'il Sung, as it prepares for deployment to the middle east. I have been told it and elements of the fourth fleet are to commence relief operations." Over head, fighter planes buzz the carrier.