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

"Haha, victory will surely belong to the Party and the State!"

The meeting room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

However, at this very moment—

"Buzz!"

A buzzing vibration instantly drowned out all the noise!

The laughter, applause, and conversations in the hall came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone was stunned, looking around blankly, not understanding what was going on.

The wine glass froze in mid-air, and the smile remained on his face.

GT's hand holding the wine glass froze, and a sudden chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This voice...this feeling...why does it feel so familiar?

Before he could react, the sky above the entire city of Wuchang outside the command post building seemed to be stirred up by an invisible hand!

The sunlight was distorted, and the air rippled with visible, transparent waves!

Patches and layers spread and intertwined at an astonishing speed, covering the sky above the city, the surface of the Yangtze River, and the military camps, docks, and major transportation routes outside the city!

"What...what is that?!" A foreign reporter pointed out the window, his voice trembling.

next second.

At the center of those countless trembling "air ripples," as if by magic, countless fully armed, impeccably dressed, and murderous gray figures materialized out of thin air!

Their location was terrifyingly precise—

The plaza, gardens, and even the rooftops outside the command building!

At the Yangtze River dock, next to a cargo ship unloading aid supplies!

In the center of the camps of the main forces outside the city!

Highway and railway hubs leading to all parts of the world!

Radio stations, power plants, water plants, banks, warehouses... all the key locations!

Not tens or hundreds, but tens of thousands! Hundreds of thousands! Millions!

They were densely packed, like a legion of demons that suddenly poured out of hell.

They were dressed in the same gray uniforms of the expeditionary force, expressionless, with eyes as cold as ice.

Upon appearing, without any hesitation, they immediately launched an operation with astonishing speed and efficiency!

Control entrances and exits!

Seize the high ground!

Surround important buildings!

The nearby Nationalist soldiers were disarmed, and most of them were stunned and hadn't even had time to react before they were taken out of their guns!

The entire process was lightning fast, silent yet deadly, demonstrating an extremely high level of training and coordination.

"Enemy attack!!! It's Zhu Ganglie's men!! How did they get in?!"

Inside the command center, someone finally snapped out of their shock and let out a piercing scream.

But it was too late.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The heavy oak doors of the command building were violently smashed open from the outside.

Squads of gray soldiers surged in like a tide, their guns pointed at every corner of the hall.

"Don't move!"

"Put down your weapons!"

"Hands up, surrender!"

The cold, harsh rebuke echoed through the hall.

Just moments ago, the high-ranking officials of the Party and the State were full of vigor and dreaming of victory, but now they were ashen-faced and utterly terrified.

The wine glass in He Yingqin's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Dai Li instinctively reached for his gun, but a soldier from the Expeditionary Force next to him slammed the butt of his gun into his wrist. He screamed and dropped the gun.

Western advisors and journalists were horrified, raising their hands and shouting "Don't shoot!" in various languages.

But they were too late. After confirming their identities as Western spies, the clones did not hesitate and shot them on the spot.

GT stood frozen in place, the champagne glass in his hand clattering to the ground, the golden liquid splashing onto his shiny leather boots.

He stared blankly at the dark gun barrels that suddenly appeared before his eyes, at the "ripples" that blotted out the sky outside the window, and at the enemy troops that kept "growing" out, his mind completely blank.

What... what is this?

witchcraft?

At this moment, GT finally understood the secret to Zhu Ganglie's invincibility: he was not a normal human being at all.

And I, like a complete clown, am still gloating over a little bit of false "advancement of the battle line," still fantasizing about "advancing from the east and west" and "attacking from the north and south"...

Faced with such irrational tactics from the other side, all my calculations, all my plans, and all my "international reputation" have become a joke!

An emotion mixed with extreme fear, immense humiliation, and utter despair overwhelmed him like ice water.

He opened his mouth, as if to shout something, but found that his throat was being tightly choked, and he couldn't make a sound.

Everything went black before my eyes, my body swayed, and I fell backward.

"Chairman!"

Those nearby gasped and tried to help, but were forced back by the gun barrels.

Two expeditionary soldiers stepped forward and roughly lifted the limp GT up.

Inside the hall, some surrendered, some collapsed, and some wept; the place was a complete mess.

Wuchang, the main base for the "Northern Expedition to Suppress the Rebellion", changed hands in just a few minutes.

Similar scenes are unfolding right now in Chongqing, Kunming, Guiyang, Guilin, Guangzhou...

This was happening simultaneously in every core city, every important stronghold, and every transportation hub in the Kuomintang-controlled areas!

Zhu Yong used the system to connect all the core clones that were pre-deployed throughout China.

These clones had already infiltrated key locations in major cities through disguise and infiltration.

However, Zhu Yong didn't have time to deal with GT before, as he was busy dealing with the Japanese, which is why GT had been holed up in the southwest.

This time, he actually dared to seek death, so Zhu Yong had no choice but to grant his wish.

After all, for Zhu Yong, this was just a matter of course.

At the same time, Zhu Yong launched a hyperspace strategic delivery system covering the entire South China and Southwest China!

More than five million well-trained and well-equipped expeditionary elites descended like divine soldiers.

They appeared instantly in the heart of the Nationalist-controlled areas, at the entrances of Nationalist army command posts at all levels, inside military camps, and at key locations in every city!

This is not war.

This is a dimensional reduction attack.

As if it had been rehearsed, most of the Nationalist soldiers wisely raised their hands to surrender, as if handing over a mission, and handed over all these places to their clones.

After losing its supreme commander, the Nationalist army collapsed like a pile of loose sand.

Even the sporadic resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and was quickly extinguished.

......

Fengtian, the headquarters of the Expeditionary Force.

Zhu Yong stood calmly before the enormous map of China.

On the map, the red area representing our side has already covered the three northeastern provinces, North China, East China, and the Central Plains.

It is now spreading rapidly towards South China and Southwest China at a speed visible to the naked eye.

All the core clone generals, including Bai Qi, Wang Lei, Li Wenzhong, and Zhu Wenzheng, were simultaneously monitoring this unprecedented "unification operation" through a connection of consciousness.

"Mountain City, take control."

"Kunming, take control."

"Guiyang, take control."

"Guilin, take control."

"Guangzhou, under control..."

"Major Nationalist Army units in various regions have been contacted, and most are willing to lay down their weapons..."

One piece of good news after another was collected in real time by the system network and sent to Zhu Yong's mind.

He raised his hand and picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar.

With a steady wrist, the pen falls.

On the map, a bright, continuous, and undeniable red line was drawn across the last few fragmented areas belonging to the Kuomintang-controlled regions.

Where the red line passes, all other colors are covered.

From the white mountains and black waters to the ends of the earth, from the western Gobi Desert to the shores of the East China Sea.

At this moment, the vast land of China was completely outlined and connected as one by this stroke of vermilion!

The begonia leaves have finally fallen and returned to their original state!

Although there are still details to be dealt with in the Northwest and Outer Mongolia, Zhu Yong has already dispatched agents to these places.

If the other party doesn't know what's good for them, Zhu Yong also knows a little bit of martial arts, but he doesn't know if the other party can withstand his fierce attacks.

At this moment, the sphere of influence of China extends east to Japan and Ryukyu, north to Manchuria, south to the northern part of the Indochina Peninsula, west to control the three Koreas, and radiates across most of East Asia!

Its territory, strength, and prestige are unprecedented since modern times!

The world was shaken by this!

Zhu Yong put down his pen and looked at the complete expanse of red before him. He felt not much excitement, but only a deeper sense of vigilance.

Unification is just the beginning.

He turned his gaze beyond the map to the vast Pacific Ocean, to distant Europe, and to the still-watchful powers...

"Send GT, along with his military and political officials," Zhu Yong ordered calmly, "to Harbin."

"We will build a merit forest there, hoping that they can repent and start anew."

"Let them stay there, reflect on their actions, and learn how to reform themselves."

"Tell them that prison food in China is plentiful."

"Oh, and remember one thing: don't turn on the heating in winter."