Chapter 666: Skiing

The air defense alarm in Washington was lifted, and everyone in the White House bunker returned to the ground.

"Which cities were attacked?"

Soon, the statistical report was sent to the President's Office. "New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston, Philadelphia, San Francisco, Columbus... and other 15 major cities were attacked; in addition to those carbon fiber bombs, the Germans also dropped conventional high-explosive bombs, but the number was small and did not cause much damage."

Looking at the list of cities, President Wilkie gritted his teeth in hatred. These damn Germans, they also chose to bomb big cities. But who made them have no interception ability. "Clean up those carbon fiber wires immediately and restore power supply as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Berlin Palace.

Queen Elizabeth rushed into Yannick's office angrily, glaring. "Your Highness Yannick, why did you agree to let little Elizabeth go to space?! Didn't you say that going to space is dangerous?!"

Yannick spread his hands. "She insisted on going up, what can I do? And little Elizabeth is in her rebellious period at this age. The more you forbid her to do something, the more she will do it. I had no choice but to agree." Then he stood up and walked to the record player, picked up a record and put it on the record player, pressed the switch, and beautiful music came out of the record player.

He walked straight to Queen Elizabeth, put his arm around her waist, and almost forced her to dance. "Not everyone can go to space. It takes many years to prepare. Maybe she can't hold on and give up halfway."

"And I like little Elizabeth very much, so I won't let her take risks." Seeing a trace of vigilance and annoyance in Queen Elizabeth's eyes, Yannick explained. "It's just the kind of love between brothers and sisters. Since I've slept with you, how could I have any thoughts about them?"

The lives of European nobles and royal families in the Middle Ages were so chaotic that people were stunned; there were endless plots of extravagance, power struggles, love and hate, German orthopedics, and Lao Wang next door, which were popular among the spectators. Even in later generations, some strange news revelations can still be seen from time to time.

However, as a three-good young man who has received 20 years of moral baptism in the original time and space, Yannick can't play the trick of taking advantage of mothers.

Queen Elizabeth was stunned when she heard it, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm for a while, accidentally stepped on Yannick's instep, and apologized awkwardly. "Sorry."

"Sorry?" Yannick smiled. "You just rushed into my office and disturbed my work, doubted my character, and stepped on my foot; all these things together don't seem to be something that can be resolved with just a simple "sorry", right?"

Queen Elizabeth didn't expect Yannick to suddenly care about these things, and a speechless look appeared on her face. "So what do you want?"

"I don't want anything either." Yannick shrugged. "The weather is so good today, how about you accompany me to go out and relax? Then I will accept your apology."

Queen Elizabeth looked out the window. "Relax?"

"Of course not in the garden." Yannick opened his hand and walked to the desk to pick up the phone. "Miss Anne, I'm going skiing, please arrange it. Where are little Elizabeth and Princess Margaret? The library? Oh, I see, don't disturb them. Her Majesty the Queen and I can go alone, and prepare a set of ski clothes for Her Majesty the Queen."

Queen Elizabeth was stunned when she heard it. "Skiing?"

After a while, a helicopter named "Land Aviation No. 1" landed on the helipad of the palace. Queen Elizabeth, who came to the helipad, looked at the aircraft with propellers above the body in surprise, with a face full of curiosity. "What kind of plane is this? Why are its propellers on top?"

"It's called a helicopter." He pulled her into the extremely gorgeously decorated cabin and handed her a pair of noise-canceling headphones. "Put this on, it's a bit noisy when it flies."

After the cabin door was closed, the propeller began to rotate slowly, gradually accelerated, and made a huge roar. Queen Elizabeth was even more surprised when she felt the plane slowly rising. "Is it rising vertically?"

Yannick pointed to the top of his head and explained. "This is a simple 'Bernoulli principle'. When the propeller above rotates, it pushes the air downward. The air density below is greater than that above. The pressure generated below the propeller is greater than the pressure generated by the air above, which creates an upward pressure on the propeller. When this pressure is greater than the gravity of the aircraft, it will rise."

"But if only this thing rotates, the helicopter will circle in place, so the smaller propeller at the back is needed to provide a counter torque to keep the aircraft balanced; it can also be used to control the heading of the helicopter."

Hearing Yannick's explanation, Queen Elizabeth nodded in sudden enlightenment. "Did you invent this thing too?"

"It's not an invention." Yannick smiled. "I just provided some inspiration to the engineers."

The helicopter arrived at the Royal Ski Resort in the Alps under the escort of several FW190 fighters. Looking at the snow-covered scene all around, Yannick couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In the original time and space, if he wanted to ski, he had to spend money to buy tickets and wait in line for half a day to enjoy it; but now he can play at the best ski resort in Germany alone, whenever he wants and for as long as he wants; I have to say that ** is really a good thing.

After putting on their skiing equipment, the two of them prepared to set off. "Your Majesty, how about we make a bet to see who will ski down the mountain first?"

Queen Elizabeth seemed to be interested. "What if I win?"

"I can fulfill one of your wishes, but it cannot be related to the national level, it is limited to personal wishes."

"Okay."

Yannick made a gesture to ask you to go first. "I heard that British gentlemen pay attention to ladies first. Your Majesty, please go first. I'll give you ten seconds."

"Then I won't be polite." Queen Elizabeth adjusted her ski goggles, pushed her ski poles, and the skis slid out immediately.

After waiting for ten seconds, Yannick followed suit.

Queen Elizabeth's skiing skills are not bad. She flew high up when she encountered a small slope and performed a super big turn, but somehow she didn't turn completely around. The whole person fell from mid-air and fell into the thick white snow with the sled.

Yannick couldn't help but feel lucky that she didn't fly high, otherwise she would have been injured. He held back his laughter and picked her up from the snow pile. He saw that her clothes and hair were all covered with white snow, and she became a living snowman.

Pulling off the snow-covered ski goggles, Queen Elizabeth saw a faint smile on Yannick's lips, and her face turned red all the way to her ears. "You, what are you laughing at?!"

"Nothing! Look at the blue sky, white clouds, and white snow. I'm in a good mood, so I'm laughing naturally."

"You must be laughing at me! Don't laugh! Forget about it immediately!" Queen Elizabeth was so embarrassed and anxious that she almost screamed.

"Okay, okay, forget it! I've forgotten it! Do you want to continue the competition?" Yannick forced a straight face, picked up the ski pole and handed it to her. They had only skied less than one-fifth of the distance now.

"Of course!" Queen Elizabeth threw the ski board on the snow, stepped on it, and rushed forward again.