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

Shanghai, the Japanese headquarters.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into uncontrollable laughter!

"Hahaha! Fool! Stupid Chinese idiot!!"

He laughed so hard he could barely breathe, and tears streamed down his face.

"Nakamura-kun, did you see that?"

"He actually fell into the trap so easily, hahaha!"

Masao Nakamura smiled along, his tone full of disdain.

"Your Excellency, this was entirely expected."

"He always placed his hopes on foreigners."

"He's afraid of the war escalating, afraid of losing control of the situation. All we need to do is offer him a seemingly life-saving straw, and he'll grasp at it desperately!"

"His folly will be the key to our empire's victory!"

Matsui Iwane stopped laughing, his face regaining its sinister and smug expression.

"Order all units to utilize this precious ceasefire time to expedite the repair of fortifications and adjust their deployments!"

"At the same time, closely monitor the movements of the Chinese army! The moment their offensive ceases, it will be our chance to catch our breath!"

"Improve the Third Division's advance at all costs!"

......

Almost at the same time that Matsui Iwane received the good news.

This roar, like a thunderclap, silenced everyone in the command center.

He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm.

"The situation on the front lines is constantly changing! The Japanese command post is about to be breached by our vanguard, and Matsui Iwane is already trapped!"

"Commander Zhu Yong sacrificed his life for his country. This was an opportunity that our soldiers earned with their lives; we cannot..."

"What fighter jet?! What secured the victory?"

"General Matsui Iwane has requested a ceasefire and peace talks from me, which shows that the Japanese have repented."

"Are you trying to ruin this excellent peace negotiation situation by continuing your reckless actions at this crucial moment?!"

That old Japanese devil Matsui Iwane is incredibly cunning. He's clearly scared of being attacked at the front and is now resorting to delaying tactics.

"We can't stop now. If we stop, all the sacrifices we made will have been in vain! Zhu Yong and the others will have died for nothing!"

"I think you've been blinded by this so-called victory! I'll say it one last time: immediately cease all offensive operations! Strictly enforce the ceasefire order!"

"If you dare to disobey orders again and jeopardize the overall situation, don't blame me for dealing with you according to military law!"

"Execute orders! Otherwise, you can forget about being the army group commander!"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The busy signal sounded again, like a cruel joke of fate.

He just stood there quietly, his back straight, yet he seemed to be bearing an immense burden.

His face was expressionless, only revealing a bottomless weariness and a deathly silence.

Inside the command center, everyone heard the contents of the phone call.

Their passionate enthusiasm was doused with cold water, leaving their blood ice-cold, and a despair more suffocating than defeat permeated the air.

Cease the attack.

Adhere to the ceasefire.

They watched helplessly as victory, which seemed within their grasp, and the war opportunity that Zhu Yong and countless soldiers had fought so hard for with their lives, slipped away under the guise of peace talks.

Knowing it was a trap, he had no choice but to step into it.

He lost.

It wasn't a loss to Matsui Iwane.

They lost to their own people.

"Peace talks?! Commander! Do you even know what you're talking about?!"

"I can't calm down!"

Zhu Yong, possessing Wang Lei's clone, roared angrily.

"Do you know how every inch of this Jiangwan Road was soaked in blood?!"

"Do you know how the commander smiled... how he smiled as he told us to attack, and then pointed a gun at his own head?"

"Peace talks?! What's there to talk about with those Japanese devils?!"

"They killed our people, occupied our land, and now they're about to be wiped out, so they're throwing out poisoned bones."

"Commander! If you still consider us your soldiers, if you have even a shred of courage left in your heart, if you remember why we joined the army, then stop stopping us!"

"Let's fight this last battle! Let's... die standing, like true Chinese soldiers!!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The busy signal persists.