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

"Pearl Harbor has been attacked using unconventional methods... Confirmed... A large number of enemy troops have appeared out of nowhere in the harbor and on the ships!"

"The USS Enterprise, USS Hornet... and several other aircraft carriers have been confirmed to have been boarded and captured... the fighting is fierce!"

"Port facilities, oil depots, and ammunition depots suffered devastating damage...the fire is out of control..."

"The defending forces have been routed... Most communications have been cut off... General Nimitz is missing..."

"Preliminary estimates suggest that the main fleet within the port... may have been completely captured... the losses are incalculable!"

"The enemy has taken control of parts of Honolulu...and is expanding!"

"Requesting all possible support from the mainland...but...it's probably pointless now!"

"Pearl Harbor...is likely fallen!"

"Everything...was taken away by Zhu Ganglie..."

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into Roosevelt's chest!

His breathing suddenly stopped, his fingers holding the telegram trembled violently, his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, and the thin piece of paper seemed to weigh more than a thousand pounds, about to crush him and his wheelchair!

Pearl Harbor...fallen?

The Pacific Fleet... has fallen completely?

Was it boarded and captured? Did the enemy appear out of nowhere?

How is this possible?!

Yesterday MacArthur was still reporting that everything was normal, and this morning the fleet just held a grand departure ceremony. Nimitz is his most trusted naval commander! Halsey and Spruance are both seasoned and valiant generals!

The port has a complete defense system and is staffed with army and marines!

How could the enemy possibly... how could they possibly seize all the warships, occupy the entire Pearl Harbor, and even... even capture Honolulu, at the very moment when the fleet was about to set sail and was under the most stringent security?

This goes beyond all common military sense!

It transcends all logical reasoning!

Roosevelt felt a wave of dizziness and his vision blurred.

The bright sunshine on the south lawn, the boisterous cheers, and his own impassioned declaration of victory just minutes before...

At this moment, it has all become the most biting and cruel irony!

Like countless needles, they pierced his heart!

"Mr. President? Mr. President!"

Knox and Stark also saw the contents of the telegram, and their faces instantly turned ashen. Stark even staggered and almost lost his balance.

Knox hurriedly called out in a low voice, trying to support the president who seemed to be swaying.

The audience and reporters noticed the sudden change in atmosphere on the stage.

The cheers gradually subsided, replaced by confused whispers.

Reporters sensed something unusual and shifted their cameras away from the impassioned president, focusing instead on a group of high-ranking officials huddled together, their faces filled with horror.

"What happened?"

"The president seems unwell?"

"The expressions on those officers' faces... Good heavens, has something terrible happened?"

Uneasy whispers spread like ripples on the water.

Roosevelt abruptly raised his head, wanting to say something, to maintain the situation, to tell people that perhaps it was a misunderstanding...

But his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

The extreme shock, panic, and the immense sense of being fooled by Zhu Ganglie, falling from heaven to hell in an instant, almost shattered his will.

He opened his mouth, but only managed a short, hoarse gasp.

At that moment, more detailed, more desperate urgent telegrams from multiple different sources poured into Washington and the White House like an avalanche!

More details were pieced together.

That eerie "air ripples".

Thousands of enemy troops suddenly appeared on the aircraft carrier deck, at the dock, and in the oil depot area.

The remaining troops were caught off guard and nearly slaughtered.

A massive fire and explosion shot into the sky, illuminating half of the Hawaiian sky.

Unfamiliar flags were raised atop giant ships...

And, the most unacceptable piece of intelligence to Roosevelt was that the enemy seemed to have completely taken over most of the intact ships and aircraft in the port!

Including those twelve aircraft carriers and more than three thousand fighter jets of various types!

Take it all!

These four words, like a final death knell, rang out in Roosevelt's mind!

They not only lost Pearl Harbor, not only lost over 150,000 elite troops, not only left the gateway to the Pacific Ocean wide open...

They actually handed over their most powerful and proud Pacific Fleet, along with an entire world-class naval base, mountains of strategic materials, and three thousand advanced aircraft that they had painstakingly built, completely packaged up and delivered to their most fearsome enemy.

Aiding the enemy!

This is the largest and most unbelievable act of aiding the enemy in history!

This devastating weapon was forged using the sweat and toil of Bald Eagle workers day and night, the enormous sums of money from Bald Eagle taxpayers, and the most advanced designs from Bald Eagle engineers.

Now, the cannon and the nose have been turned around and are about to be aimed at its creator!

Imagine that scene.

SBD Dauntless dive bombers painted with the Stars and Stripes, which were originally supposed to bomb Manila, may now be flying towards cities on the west coast of the Bald Eagles with Zhu Ganglie's logo painted under their wings!

Imagine the massive hull of the USS Enterprise, flying enemy flags, becoming the new flagship of Zhu Ganglie's navy, commanding the fleet that originally belonged to the Bald Eagles, and swaggering across the Pacific!

This irony, this blow, is a thousand times, ten thousand times heavier than a simple military defeat!

"puff--!"

Overwhelmed by anger and his already weakened body unable to withstand the devastating blow, Roosevelt coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his suit jacket and the telegram in his hand red!

His body went limp, his eyes rolled upwards, and amidst the gasps of Knox and Stark, he completely fainted, collapsing from his wheelchair!

"president!!!"

"Doctor! Call a doctor quickly!!"

"Block the news! Quickly!!"

The stage instantly erupted into chaos.

Officials rushed over in a panic, trying to lift the unconscious president.

Security personnel forcibly separated reporters who tried to rush forward to take photos.

The crowd below the stage was completely stunned, followed by immense panic and commotion!

"What's wrong with the president?!"

"He vomited blood! Oh my god!"

"What on earth happened?!"

"Has something happened to the fleet?!"

"Pearl Harbor! It must be Pearl Harbor!"

Amidst a cacophony of speculation and screams, the South Lawn, which had been brimming with confidence just moments before, was instantly transformed into a sea of ​​panic.

People pushed and shoved, crying and shouting, trying to figure out what this sudden upheaval really meant.

Reporters frantically tried to break through the blockade, their professional instincts telling them that this was absolutely headline news that would change world history.

This terrifying news began to leak out sporadically through some special channels and spread rapidly among the population like a virus.

Pearl Harbor... is gone...

"The fleet has been captured..."

"150,000 elite Marines... completely wiped out..."

"Zhu Ganglie...the devil..."

The truth pieced together from fragments of information is more damaging than any official denial.

Despair, like a plague, began on the South Lawn of the White House and quickly spread throughout Washington and the entire Bald Eagle.

The bald eagle, a superpower that had just dreamed of leading the free world to victory, suffered its heaviest, most humiliating, and most unbelievable fatal blow in its own backyard.

They not only lost.

They even armed the enemy who was about to kill them.

Zhu Ganglie used a sword made by the Bald Eagle people themselves to press against the Bald Eagle's throat.

And what's even more terrifying is about to happen across the entire Bald Eagle territory.