Xiao Ming listened to Iris's opinion and admitted that he had not considered it well, but still insisted on returning to Berlin, even if Caesar had really dug a hole waiting for him, he would still have to take the risk.
Because he couldn't figure out the old boy's conspiracy, he had to take the bait, trick the other party into showing his trump card, and send as much information as possible back to the past so that his past self could prepare a complete response.
Iris and Gong Er were convinced.
Tomorrow's route remained unchanged, flying at a speed exceeding the speed of sound and drawing a striking linear trajectory at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Fortunately, it was above the clouds, otherwise, it would have been difficult to hide from Caesar's surveillance network all over Europe.
The stealth function of the Tomorrow is enough to isolate any detection signals.
As long as it reduces its speed and maintains this flying altitude when approaching Berlin, it will be able to remain unnoticed.
Xiao Ming suddenly remembered that before the nuclear explosion, Gong Er did not conceal his whereabouts and exposed the location of the Tomorrow in order to get in touch with him.
Could it be the trigger for Caesar to launch a nuclear strike?
He thought about it, but still didn't say it, so as not to increase her guilt.
The discussion between the three came to an end, and Iris wisely exited the presidential cabin, leaving the troubled couple with some precious time alone.
The cabin became quiet, and clouds were flying outside the window.
Xiao Ming and Gong Er were both a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere at the moment.
Today's encounter was so ups and downs and so tragic that even a strong person like Xiao Ming would not be able to bear it.
If "consciousness time travel" had not brought a glimmer of hope, the couple would have cried together and mourned the deceased.
"Husband, hug me."
Gong Er still cried, opening his hands and reaching towards Xiao Ming pitifully.
"The Love of Two Me" Xiao Ming pitifully held his only remaining lover in his arms, touching her soft body and smelling her familiar body fragrance, a primitive impulse arose spontaneously.
"Husband, I'm so scared, so scared of losing you again."
Gong Er raised her lips with tears in her eyes, looking for his mouth.
Xiao Ming's answer was to use his own mouth to block her little mouth.
Gong Er smelled the unprecedentedly strong male aura on his body, her tearful eyes gradually revealed her obsession, and she broke away from his deep kiss with a slight gasp: "Can we?"
"Now, you can't."
Xiao Ming knew what she was saying.
He shook his head with some difficulty, separated her body a little, held her in his arms and looked at the flowing clouds outside the porthole, letting each other calm down.
He thought of something else.
He and Gong Er have been together for so long, but due to various reasons, they have never consummated their marriage.
It seems that they are just waiting for the moment to sign the blood mark.
Is this also inevitable by accident?
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Tomorrow entered the Berlin airspace.
Naturally, it did not show up.
It was suspended in the clouds and launched a small unmanned aircraft, flying to low altitude to conduct reconnaissance.
The drone first flew to the suburbs of Berlin.
Although everyone on the Tomorrow ship was mentally prepared, the soldiers were still numb and shocked when they saw the surveillance footage transmitted back.
On the entire earth, the ground could no longer be seen clearly, only the endless nuclear corpses could be seen, like ants, densely packed together and moving forward.
The dust raised showed that "they" were not slow.
The drone flew over the tall Berlin Wall, like a sugar wall crawling with ants, covered in nuclear corpses.
On the ruins of Berlin inside the wall, an unprecedented density of countless nuclear corpses rises and falls with the terrain, forming a vast ocean of nuclear corpses: