Xiao Ming's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously retracted the order: "Wait a minute."
But Caesar showed a scheming smile and faded from the screen.
Fireworks were fired again over the ruins of Berlin, lighting up the dark night.
However, the Hanabi area was much narrower and looked far away and quite strange.
"Reporting to the head of state, it's a remote projection."
A monitor immediately made an analysis.
Xiao Ming also saw that the fireworks show this time was concentrated on the position of Caesar's head, and it was indeed a projection from other places.
The huge electronic screen magnifies the projection and makes it clearer.
The picture taken by Caesar's side fell to the ground from top to bottom.
Under the illumination of the fireworks, a vast and boundless forest suddenly appeared.
The rolling umbrella-shaped branches and the thick trunks rising into the sky were moving with the wind and ghostly, as if they would come to life at any time.
Xiao Ming's pupils shrank, and he could tell at a glance that this was a forest composed of living dead trees.
Their number even exceeded the army of living dead trees in the 1-day battle.
His heart also shrank.
Caesar would never set off fireworks for him to enjoy in the Forest of the Living Dead for no reason.
What was the conspiracy and choice?
The staff at the wartime headquarters all felt something was wrong, and the atmosphere turned from the solemn and solemn to solemn.
The destruction of three guerrilla groups just now cannot shake the foundation of Berlin.
On the contrary, it makes the general army and the people even more hostile to the enemy.
But Xiao Ming is different.
He has become Berlin's soul and spiritual pillar.
Once he falls, Berlin's military and people's morale will collapse.
On the remote projection screen, fireworks continued to bloom, and the camera passed through the branches of the tree of the living dead and settled on an open space surrounded by a circle of tree trunks.
This circle of open space is quite conspicuous among the dense trees, with patches of soil dug out, as if it had been cultivated.
I could even vaguely see that the soil had formed many strange and twisted shapes, as if something was trying to get out of the ground, but it was entangled by the roots of the living dead tree.
Caesar's narration sounded at the right time, pretending to be mysterious: "Xiao Ming's head of state, and the audience in Berlin, you might as well guess what is hidden under this tree of the living dead.
There will be prizes for guessing correctly."
Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Berlin stared at the electronic screen with hatred.
Although they could not see Caesar's face, they all guessed his evil intentions.
Xiao Ming stared at the circle of open space, the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and his chest was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.
He couldn't control himself and ordered: "Project me out."
The soldiers and civilians in Berlin once again saw the head of state Xiao Ming standing on the ruins of Berlin, shouting into the dark night sky: "What conspiracy does your father's Caesar have?
Just attack me alone, and don't involve others."
The remote projection screen over Berlin turned, and Caesar's face appeared, with a proud smile under control: "Boy, it finally jumped out again.
You probably guessed who was trapped in the tree of the living dead.
I can I didn’t take the initiative to get involved with them, they took the initiative to bring them to my door.”
The remote projection switched to a night vision screen again.
It could be seen that this was a coast.
In the sparkling sea, several shuttle-shaped shadows broke through the waves, crossed the rocks, and took advantage of the night to stick to the ground.
Go fast.
Judging from the way the fusiform shadow traveled, it was clearly an air-cushion aircraft.
Not long after, several hovercrafts encountered swarms of nuclear mutant animals and insects at night, but did not conflict with them.
They actually dived into the ground and disappeared.
The last bit of luck in Xiao Ming's heart was completely shattered.
He was too familiar with this kind of air-cushion aircraft that could penetrate the ground.
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What else could it be besides a guerrilla ship of the Republic?
The only possibility for the guerrilla ships to emerge from the sea is from the Adam submarine in the Mediterranean, which is the last bastion of Xiao Ming’s army: