One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

"Pop!"

A muffled sound came from the air, and the gates of hell were opened.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The jubilant ocean at Pearl Harbor was instantly frozen by an invisible wall of ice.

Cheers, music, whistles—all sounds were silenced by that eerie "ripple" and the soul-piercing buzz.

The next second, the frozen scroll was violently torn apart.

"Enemy attack—!!!"

The alarm was piercing, but it sounded more like a belated death knell.

Because of the attack, the attack had already occurred before the alarm was sounded!

The flight deck of the aircraft carrier USS Enterprise.

Just moments before, this was the stage for a victory rally, and the echoes of Nimitz's impassioned speech still seemed to linger in the air.

The next moment, the scroll of hell was suddenly unfurled.

In the area slightly to the right of the middle of the deck, where the distorted "air ripples" are most concentrated, gray figures "emerge" out like a fountain!

Not just one or two, but an entire, fully armed group of soldiers!

They seemed to have an excellent understanding of aircraft carrier structure.

Upon their arrival, without the slightest hesitation or confusion, they immediately launched their operation with alarming efficiency and ruthlessness.

A squad rushed toward the port side anti-aircraft gun position, where the gunners, still cheering, turned around in astonishment.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Blood exploded.

They were met with cold bullets and sharp entrenching tools.

Blood splattered on the gleaming cannon barrel and the orange-yellow lifebuoy.

Another squad rushed toward the hatch at the bottom of the island superstructure.

Two Marines guarding the door had just raised their M1 Garand rifles when they were taken down by bullets fired from the shadows on the side.

The cloned soldiers kicked aside the corpses and threw the wooden grenades they generated into the cabin.

The muffled sound of the explosion and screams came from inside the passageway.

More clones of soldiers, like monkeys, used the tethering rings, pipelines, and even aircraft landing gear on the deck to quickly climb up to the upper deck of the island, the flight control tower, and the vital bridge!

With their Kar98k rifles and RPGs, they opened fire on any sailors or officers who tried to resist or run away.

"My God...where did they come from...?"

A young aviation ground crew member slumped down next to an SBD bomber, watching as a soldier in a clone swiftly and cleanly dispatched an officer who had drawn his pistol with a bayonet. His crotch was instantly soaked with sweat.

"Counterattack! Find cover! Drive them down!"

A sergeant major with a full beard hid behind the aircraft engine and roared hoarsely.

He fired his pistol at a figure charging towards him, hitting the man in the shoulder, but the clone only swayed slightly and continued charging without expression until it was mowed down by a sailor next to the sergeant with a light machine gun.

But such sporadic resistance was powerless in the face of a premeditated and massive attack.

What's especially terrifying are the clones that appear in the hangar and on the lower deck.

The hangar of the Enterprise was now like a slaughterhouse.

The planes making final preparations for the attack, the piled-up bombs and torpedoes, and the bustling ground crew became the perfect hunting ground for the suddenly appearing gray ghost.

Gunshots, explosions, the clanging of metal, and the dying screams echoed deafeningly in the confined space.

Even more deadly is the snatching of vital parts.

The fiercest fighting broke out near the ammunition elevator.

This is one of the locations that Zhu Yong prioritizes when he plans to board the aircraft carriers. Zhu Yong's goal this time is to seize all the aircraft carriers and he absolutely cannot let these foreign devils blow them up.

A small squad of soldiers, braving the desperate resistance of the remaining sailors, used explosives to blast open the reinforced hatch and rushed inside.

Intense gunfire could be heard from inside, but it quickly subsided.

Soon, the ammunition transport route to the flight deck was brought under control.

Engine compartment, steering gear compartment, communications center...

Urgent cries for help and reports of an attack flooded the bridge via internal telephone lines, but many lines were quickly cut off, leaving only the crackling of static.

Bridge.

Nimitz was pinned to the deck by his adjutant and guards. Shrapnel from the earlier explosion grazed his scalp, leaving a bloody mark and knocking his white military cap off.

"General! We must leave immediately! This place is too exposed!"

Halsey's voice roared in his ears, and even this general, known for his bravery, turned pale.

Nimitz struggled to lift his head and look at the deck through the broken observation window.

His pupils contracted sharply in shock.

He saw those gray demons methodically slaughtering his sailors and taking over his warships.

He saw the carefully arranged aircraft on the flight deck being seized by the enemy.

He saw familiar junior officers lying in pools of blood; he saw the Stars and Stripes, the symbol of the bald eagle navy's glory, fluttering in the smoke, as if it might fall at any moment.

"Impossible... How could this be..."

Nimitz muttered to himself, his lips trembling.

"How...how did they get up here?!"

"A submarine? Impossible! Port defenses..."

Then he remembered those strange "air ripples," MacArthur's meaningful "blessing," and Zhu Ganglie's supernatural abilities.

A chilling despair, mixed with overwhelming rage, instantly engulfed him.

This was not a sneak attack.

This is fucking... cheat code!! This is Zhu Ganglie's supernatural ability.

Deploy troops, regardless of space, and deploy troops over extremely long distances!

Nimitz suddenly realized that he finally understood Zhu Ganglie's abilities.

No wonder Zhu Ganglie was able to massacre the Japanese islands and sweep across Southeast Asia. With such incredible abilities, who in the world could be his match?

The reason Zhu Ganglie hadn't used his superpowers before was because he was waiting.

Once all their aircraft carriers are in place, they'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop!

"Don't eat pickled radishes!!"

Nimitz roared.

"General! Deck A has fallen! All crew members at gun position B have been killed! Enemy forces are advancing towards the bridge!"

The communications soldier, clutching the radio covered in static, shouted hoarsely.

"Order all personnel still capable of fighting to resist layer by layer! We must not allow the enemy to control the bridge and engine room!"

Nimitz finally came to his senses, his voice hoarse but resolute:

"Send a message to all ships in port and to base command: Pearl Harbor has been attacked by Zhu Ganglie using unconventional methods. The Enterprise is currently in boarding action. Requesting all possible support!"

"I request all assistance!"

"besides,"

Nimitz's eyes were fixed on the gray figures advancing on the deck, a hint of madness flashing in them. "Activate... the final defense protocol."

The officers and guards around were all taken aback upon hearing this.

The final defense agreement stipulates that when a warship is about to fall into enemy hands and there is no way to save it, the captain or supreme commander shall give the order, which shall be carried out by loyal crew members, to destroy the warship and perish together with the enemy.

Clearly, Nimitz was in despair as he saw the dense, gray figures that almost filled the entire Pearl Harbor.

Such a war is simply unwinnable.

Even if he loses, he cannot let Zhu Ganglie obtain these warships.

"General?!" Spruance exclaimed in disbelief.

"Execute the command!"

Nimitz roared, "We must never let the Enterprise, or any aircraft carrier, fall intact into the hands of that butcher!"

"To the ammunition depot! To the engine room! Install the explosives! Quickly!"

Several officers, with tears in their eyes, nodded emphatically, grabbed their pistols and explosive charges, and rushed out of the bridge.