"Yes."
The answer lingered heavily inside the Osprey compartment while the aircraft continued flying over the dark Pacific waters.
Nobody spoke for several seconds afterward.
Because everybody onboard understood the implication.
Akira Tomoyasu was alive.
And if Doctor Lin was right, Then the apocalypse itself still had a mind guiding it.
Ryan slowly leaned back against the aircraft wall.
"…That's bad."
One operator quietly answered.
"That might be the understatement of the year."
The aircraft continued descending afterward as the Atlas Naval Group grew larger beneath them.
Floodlights illuminated the ocean while destroyers maintained tight escort formations around the LHD Aegis.
The massive amphibious assault ship dominated the sea like a floating city.
Several helicopters were already repositioning across the flight deck while deck crews prepared recovery operations for the incoming Ospreys.
Doctor Lin stared silently through the side window.
