One day later, Okinawa, Naha. 

Xia Lei and Long Bing checked-in to a beach resort. 

They did not have the same disguises as they had in Tokyo. Xia Lei had changed their masks. Long Bing and himself had been a older in Tokyo, but here in Okinawa, they were in their early twenties, much younger than their original ages. It looked like they were two university students deeply in love, and that they had sneaked out for a holiday. 

The military base was close to the beach resort. The tall barbed fences, American fighter jets parked in the hangar, and the air defence missile launch towers gave one the overall impression of an imposing coldness. 

An F22 stealth fighter took off from the runway, heading south. It was quick, and soon disappeared from their sight, leaving a trail of white. 

Long Bing clung on to Xia Lei. “This sort of plane was newly assigned to the Okinawa base. It’s to boost their Asia-Pacific position.” 

Xia Lei did not keep track of political affairs, and was not interested. However, this still made him uncomfortable. “When I was a student, I was quite weak...