Brother, just how powerful is our family?

The Japanese apology statement was drafted in 25 minutes and was extremely humble in its wording.

"The Japanese government sincerely apologizes to Mr. Qin Feng and the Huanyu Group for the inappropriate wording in today's statement. Japan has no intention of questioning Mr. Qin Feng's plans and fully respects all of your legitimate rights on the high seas. The statement is immediately withdrawn, and we ask for Mr. Qin Feng's understanding."

After personally reviewing it, Yamada Ichiro nodded: "Send it! Send it now!"

A Ministry of Foreign Affairs official is about to click send.

But at this very moment—

Japanese chicken dinner time: 2:28 PM.

There are two minutes left until the ultimatum deadline.

Earth's orbit, the shadowed area on the far side of the Moon.

Three interstellar warships deactivated their optical cloaking and slid out from the far side of the moon.

They resembled three giant black swords, gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight, slowly adjusting their posture, their bows pointing towards the Earth.

Inside the bridge of the "Universe" ship, Qin Feng stood in front of a holographic projection, looking at a real-time image of Earth.

"Boss, the Japanese are drafting an apology statement," Qin Zhanjun reported. "It's expected to be released within two minutes."

Qin Feng said expressionlessly, "It's too late."

He raised his hand: "Execute Operation 'Divine Punishment.' Phase One: Paralyze all Japanese military facilities."

"yes!"

The order has been issued.

On the sides of the three warships, ninety-six electromagnetic railgun arrays began charging. Dark blue arcs of electricity leaped within the gun barrels, emitting a low hum.

The time for the Japanese chicken dinner was 2:29 PM.

At military bases across Japan, countless points of light suddenly appeared on radar screens—those were projectiles fired from electromagnetic railguns, entering the atmosphere at 0.1 times the speed of light, and the intense heat generated by friction with the air made them look like a meteor shower.

But this is not a meteor shower.

This is a rain of death.

Yokosuka Naval Base. Headquarters of the U.S. Seventh Fleet.

Commander General Johnson was on a call with the Hexagon when he suddenly heard a piercing alarm.

"What's going on?!"

"General! Radar has detected a large number of high-speed targets approaching! Their speed...exceeding 30,000 kilometers per second! This is impossible!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The first projectile struck the base. There was no explosion, no flame—the kinetic energy of 0.1 times the speed of light was enough to vaporize any matter instantly.

The base's main runway was ploughed into a trench fifty meters deep and three hundred meters wide, and all the parked fighter jets, equipment, and buildings were reduced to elementary particles in a millionth of a second.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Yokosuka Base, Japan's largest naval base, disappeared from the map in ten seconds.

It's not destruction, it's erasure.

The same scene is playing out in various places in Japan:

Sasho Naval Base, erased.

Thick Mother Air Force Base, wiped out.

The three air force bases were erased.

That father's air force base, erased.

Kashuna US military base, wiped out...

All military facilities, all military airfields, ports, radar stations, and missile sites disappeared within thirty seconds.

There was no explosion, no mushroom cloud, only deep, bottomless trenches on the ground and the smell of ozone ionized by the high temperature permeating the air.

The time for the Japanese chicken dinner is 2:30 PM.

The apology statement has not yet been sent.

The second phase begins.

Qin Feng's voice was transmitted to all major media channels worldwide via quantum communication:

"The Japanese government ignored warnings and refused to apologize. The second phase of punishment is now being implemented."

Two locations were marked:

From the northern part of the Hokkaido Sea, in the waters near Cape Soya.

Southern Kyushu, waters near Rogojima Island.

The warship's main energy cannon began charging. The energy focusing array at the bow shone with an incandescent white light, dazzling like a supernova explosion even in space.

Charging complete.

emission.

There was no sound because sound cannot travel in a vacuum.

On Earth, however, all observation equipment recorded two straight beams of light shooting from space toward Earth, burning out two plasma channels with a diameter of 100 meters in the air, precisely hitting the predetermined coordinates.

Then there is light.

Light a thousand times brighter than the sun.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky over Cape Soya.

It wasn't black, it was pure white—it was a steam cloud formed by the instantaneous vaporization of seawater.

Explosion yield: 500 million tons of TNT.

At the same time, another mushroom cloud rose in the waters off Luer Island.

Hydrogen bomb. Clean nuclear fusion, with almost no residual radiation, but the shock wave, thermal radiation, and electromagnetic pulse are enough to destroy everything within a radius of 200 kilometers.

Two mushroom clouds rose at the northern and southern ends of Japan, like two white tombstones, announcing the end of an era.

The shockwave swept across the land. Towns along the northern coast of Hokkaido were razed to the ground; in southern Kujuku, windows were shattered and buildings collapsed.

However, because the target was chosen in an uninhabited area, the actual number of casualties was not large.

What he wants is deterrence.

The third phase begins.

At the Black Continent base, a force of 300,000 bio-engineered humans is ready to deploy.

Five hundred "Kunpeng" transport planes took off simultaneously, fully loaded with troops, flying towards Japan at ten times the speed of sound.

The time for the Japanese chicken dinner is 3:45 PM.

The first batch of bio-engineered troops landed on Japanese soil.

They encountered no resistance—because there was no force left to resist.

The troops quickly took control of major cities: Dongjing, Daban, Mingguwu, Fugang, Zhahuang... government agencies, television stations, communication hubs, and transportation hubs were all occupied.

Japanese chicken, Prime Minister's official residence.

Yamada Ichiro slumped in his chair, watching the live broadcast on the screen—it was footage of Qin Feng forcibly switching into all of Japan's television channels via quantum communication.

In the scene, Qin Feng stands on the bridge of the "Universe" warship, with the vast starry sky and the outlines of three warships in the background.

"The Japanese government has now lost its ability to govern." Qin Feng's voice was calm, but every word carried immense weight. "I, Qin Feng, in the name of the president of Huanyu Group and the founder of Yanhuang Civilization, hereby declare the imposition of military control over Japan."

"All Japanese armed forces shall surrender immediately and unconditionally. All government officials shall remain in place and accept reorganization. All civilians shall remain calm and obey orders."

"Those who resist will be killed without exception."

The scene shifts to show the situation in various parts of Japan: the bio-engineered army is lined up in neat rows and taking over the streets; surrendered soldiers are being held in custody; and the people are hiding in their houses in fear, peeking out of their windows.

The whole process was clean and efficient, like a military exercise.

From the issuance of the ultimatum to the complete control of the Japanese hamburger, it took a total of one hour and forty-five minutes.

The whole world fell silent.

Leaders of all countries, military experts, and ordinary citizens alike stared blankly at the screen, their minds completely blank.

What did they see?

Electromagnetic railgun, projectiles traveling at 0.1 times the speed of light, capable of wiping out all military bases in thirty seconds.

Energy cannons, striking directly from space.