The defeat in Warsaw almost completely ended Greenwich's hopes in this war, and Angel fled Warsaw under the desperate support of Vladino, but her spirit remained in the blood-soaked land with the support of her will.

No one knows how long it will take for the rout of Warsaw to return to Vienna, which is so close at hand, that Angel can't even swagger into the island at this stage of panic. The emaciated queen left the entire evacuation to Is. Hood, as it turned out, the young man did not disappoint her.

At 11:17 p.m. on September 30, IC64, the Ark Royal sent a report of the failure of the auxiliary No. 3 engine to the Vienna Station Control Tower, and at 1:22 a.m. on October 1, the train repair center replied that it could not be repaired, and at 4:17 a.m., Greenwich sent a request for passage of the Queen Elizabeth, and three minutes later, the Royal Ark, which secretly welcomed back the Queen, was located on the island.

The moment the train quietly entered the platform and landed on Greenwich soil, Angel suddenly vomited blood and fell into a long coma.

……

Where is this? Universe?

Phoenix stood in the middle of a void, her eyes full of light of various colors, as if she was close and far away, she stretched out her hand, and she couldn't touch anything, not even the wind.

If only I could see it more clearly.

As she thought, the points of light began to recede rapidly, smaller and denser, until at some point, a huge gray double helix appeared in front of her eyes, endless, as if penetrating time and space, connecting to the end of the world.

This is...... Gene?

The double helix spun around, fast and slow, far and near, and strangely, Phoenix felt that she could read the meaning of each paragraph, even if it was a little obscure, and that paragraph would quickly enlarge until she understood it and retracted back into place.

Rules...... Or is it fate?

A huge suction force came from under her feet, and she was pulled into a certain node, where there were more double helix structures, black and white staggered of different lengths, tangled and scattered throughout the space.

Continue to spy on fate or control the reality of the world?

She reached out and tapped lightly on the black spiral, which was a regular thread.

With another suction, Phoenix returned to the multicolored void again, with no more double helixes for her to decipher, but she could already read the meaning from the trajectories of the clusters of light.

Take control of more of the truth or spy on your ultimate fate?

Phoenix read the meaning of the light cluster, and for a moment she was blessed with a heart, and suddenly understood that this option had a price, and that price was called the future.

Is it longevity, or is it offspring? She couldn't think about it, but it was a great temptation, Phoenix smiled bitterly, she knew that she was moved, although she still didn't understand what she had to give and what she could gain, but she knew clearly that she couldn't resist this temptation.

Maybe I know, I just don't know I know.

Raising her hand, she did not hesitate to tap the light cluster of fate, the void...... Broken.

It's like a scene of going back in time, Phoenix breaks into the passage of time, the picture flashes one by one, it can't be seen really, but it seems to be buried in the memory, there are things she has experienced, there are things she doesn't know, everything related to her is in front of her. The picture was getting faster and faster, and she couldn't remember it at all, and she knew that she had entered the future flow of time.

Finally, a bright light made the whole field of vision snow-white, and she stood in the blood-red sunset through the barrier of time, and the huge sky island fell, crashing straight into the British island, the mountains collapsed, the river flowed backwards, the North Sea set off a monstrous wave, the gray waves overwhelmingly surged up the continent, and the bigger waves crossed the Atlantic Ocean and swept the whole of America with white foam.

Phoenix exclaimed, his vision blurring a little clearer. The soft bed, the beige curtains, and the soft pale golden sunlight that could see the greenery all over the room, Curran sat on the sofa by the window and fell asleep, his shape was skeletal, his silver hair almost turned gray, and his stubble could not hide the dry skin and dark circles of the eyes, and he could not see the slightest look of the past spirit.

Phoenix's gaze continued to turn, and finally found the electronic calendar at the head of the bed, 9:17:33 a.m. on October 1, IC64, has it been that long?

The scene of the destruction of the world was still lingering in his mind, and Phoenix did not alarm the sleeping man, and gently got out of bed and walked to the attic studio.

This wasn't her original residence, but she knew that Curran would set up a studio in the place she was most accustomed to, with easels, paper, sharpened carbon rods, and storage cylinders. After drawing 25 sketches in a row, Phoenix realized that she could no longer see the trajectory of fate, and instead there was a rule, which was called Prophetic Foresight.

Phoenix folded the picture into a metal cylinder, strung it with a ribbon to tie his hair and hung it on an easel, then returned to his room and sat down beside Curran and waited.

Curran had a long dream, and at the end of the dream he opened his eyes, and there was no one on the neatly laid bed. He stood up in frenzy and tried to break through the air, until he was gently hugged from behind, and Phoenix clung to him, his unkempt hair scratching the skin on the back of his neck, recalling memories of his childhood.

"Overh, I'm back."

"Brother...... Probably dead, Fina. ”

"I know, I've seen it all."

"Fina, marry me."

"Yes, I do."

Curran turned, lips pressed together, tears sliding down.

……

In the C3-3 area, the Māori brain is brightly lit. In fact, since Shangri-La's ultimatum, the brain has entered a wartime state, with information from all over the world coming together to form a linearly updated world map for the Maori helmsmen.

The Māori economy and isolationist principles provided an excellent umbrella for espionage, and after more than a decade of painstaking operation, it has spread all over the world on a large scale, with more than 2,000 staff at all levels alone, and the total number of registered informants has long exceeded 20,000.

However, due to the overall strategic conservatism of Maori, the intelligence gathering work is superficial and focuses on the economy, and this demand for intelligence has indeed ensured the development of espionage organizations from the side, but before such a world-scale war, it has also highlighted the serious problem of the lag of side intelligence on the war situation.

Since the beginning of the merger process of the Caucasus Union, Prime Minister Oren has not stepped out of the door of the brain. Rein is even Speaker Ferro, who was not involved in military decision-making. Kalundi was there, the conference table was covered with messy materials, a holographic war zone map covering most of Eurasia hung in the center, and Warsaw was marked with a blinding red dot.

However, the map had not been updated for more than 30 hours, and there was no new news since the Entente left Vienna, and the key was that another credible source pointed to the formation of the Allied forces in Shangri-La and left Shangri-La on 28 September.

What is their purpose? Will the Battle of Warsaw turn into the final showdown between the two powers? What about the winners? Where should Māori go from here?

There were so many questions that plagued Prime Minister Oren that the man, who was known for his wisdom, could not sleep and could only wander around the conference room like a sleepy beast.

"Mr. Prime Minister, the glass in the conference room is two-way, please pay attention to your manners." Zhang Aijia sat in her seat with her eyes closed, her front was the cleanest, and there was not a single document.

Prime Minister Oren strode back to his seat: "Let's do it again." ”

Luo Chuan slapped his forehead, this is the seventh review in nearly 3 hours, the same information, the same process, although the manifestations are different, but he knows that the old man is going crazy, and his wife is also going crazy, he began to pray to God, and then God appeared.

Curran walked in, with bright silver hair, a simple black suit and white shirt, and a pair of black and white gloves, which made people think that they had returned to IC63 in a trance.

Prime Minister Oren was obviously stunned, he did notify Curran, a few days ago, but he never thought that Curran would attend, and he was still so energetic.

"Mr. Prime Minister, Fina is back." The simplest words explain everything, Phoenix is dressed in red makeup, twisted her favorite gilt fan, and her red hair is full of demeanor, revealing thrilling beauty.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." It's like a loved one who has traveled far away, and although he has been sleeping for a long time, it doesn't bring a sense of alienation.

The applause rang out from the conference room and continued until the entire command center stood up and gathered into an earth-shattering cheer.

"This is the current situation of the war?" Phoenix sat down amid cheers, still in the same position, opposite Zhang Aijia, which was always vacant, and even Zhang Aijia, who had always cared about order and rank, had never sat in that position, just as she was now silent about the participation of Phoenix, who had not yet been nominally reinstated, at the highest level of meetings.

This is also the problem that Prime Minister Oren is most worried about, but there are too many surprises on this day, Phoenix is back, and Zhang Aijia is still there with her eyes closed, and she has no intention of pursuing her qualifications to participate in the meeting.

"30 hours ago." Happiness came too suddenly, and even dispelled the haze that had gathered up after days of anxiety, and it was Zhang Aijia who answered the question.

"It makes some sense that I'm here." Phoenix clicked on the console, and the first point appeared in Moldova, "In terms of the Entente, the Alliance of the Americas deviated, and Edrano was killed in Moldova, which happened 3 days ago. ”

Zhang Aijia finally opened her eyes: "What about the source of intelligence?" Is it accurate? ”

"What I saw." This is perhaps the most accurate source of intelligence in the world.

"Even if you deviate from ......," Zhang Aijia frowned, "it seems that the Allies did go to Warsaw." ”

The first time the two Māori queens worked together seamlessly, the pace was so fast that the rest of the participants could barely keep up with the train of thought, and Prime Minister Oren finally understood that Adranor was famous, and his strength was not rumor, but tested by the last remnant war, and he may not be able to stop the departure of the League of Americas, but only the League of the Americas, he can at least come and go freely.

"Yes, Warsaw was a decisive battle, the Entente was defeated, all the troops under its jurisdiction were gone, Vladino and Anaheim were killed, and my sister was ...... It's back in Greenwich. ”

Explosive news, Minister Rein hurriedly clicked on the operation platform, a touch of red with the Global Human Alliance as the starting point to expand west to north, the African Union, the Mediterranean Union, the Caucasus Union and Greenwich, a behemoth occupying Europe, Asia and Africa appeared on the holographic map, like a giant dragon threatening a corner of Huaxia and Maori, the fury was surging, as if a single blow could completely destroy the two.

"What the hell have we done......" Speaker Kalundi muttered to himself.

"Since we want to reap the benefits of factional balance, we should have the consciousness of being put together." Zhang Aijia said coldly, "We know that Qingwei controls the alliance, and we also know the ultimate purpose of this organization, since we have chosen to watch from the sidelines, then we should pay for this bitter fruit." ”

"The previous choice was because of the threat of the Pacific Rim Alliance!" Speaker Kalundi blushed. Since learning about the situation of the Qingwei in Vientiane, Zhang Aijia has been working day and night to crack two unrelated Qingwei agencies in Maori, and the information is quickly full, driving her to change her position and go all out to promote Maori to participate in the war. The biggest resistance came from Parliament, whose rhetorical border threats have led to the Māori war bill still sitting on the Prime Minister's desk.

"Mr. Speaker, I'm not a Tasmanian civilian, you don't need to make a loud noise in this room." Zhang Aijia looked at each other coldly.

"Let him pass the past." Phoenix doesn't know much about the situation, but with her understanding of Zhang Aijia, since the speaker is still here, and there is still a market for the border threat theory, it means that Zhang Aijia has already checked the identity of the relevant parliamentarians and even the speaker himself, "The mode of war has long changed, and the alliance we will face is very strong, but not strong enough to make people desperate." ”

"Yes, our focus is on the future. Liszt, didn't the Huaxia Alliance want Qingwei's intelligence? Give them right away and tell Wang Xun that I will meet with President Zhao Rui in Solomon in the near future, and the time will be set by them. "Prime Minister Oren has made the final decision just right, obviously thinking about the current war situation for a long time, and has made some preparations.

"Prime Minister, Solomon is in a war zone, isn't it ......"

"Mr. Speaker, whatever factors have influenced your judgment in the past, I still hope that you will put the interests of the Māori first from now on." Prime Minister Oren interrupted the Speaker, unexpectedly tough, "And some MPs are not in good health, I hope you can step in and let them recuperate, you know that the future of Māori needs their wisdom to protect it." ”

"I ...... I see. ”