College Entrance Examination Failure Travels to 1931 and Strike Dongjing

When Hitler and Stamu heard this, the color drained from their faces, turning pale as paper. Every word Ye Daofu spoke weighed heavily on their hearts, like a frost. At this moment, the decision between life and death was imminent, with no room for maneuver.

Ye Daofu stood aside with a relaxed expression, not in the least anxious for their response. He knew very well that as long as these two people didn't want to die, they would never dare to make a foolish decision.

Hitler took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. His voice trembled slightly, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Your Majesty, this matter has a profound impact on our country and concerns the fate of countless people. Could you please allow me to return and discuss this carefully with the important figures back home? I will certainly do my best to convince them and ensure that everyone makes the right choice, but it will take some time."

Ye Daofu nodded slightly, his eyes calm as water, and agreed calmly: "Okay." Then, he turned his gaze to Si Damu and asked slowly: "What about you? What do you think?"

Si Damu let out a wry smile and sighed helplessly, "I also want to go back and discuss this with the people back home. I really can't decide on such an important matter on my own."

"Very good." Ye Daofu's tone suddenly became icy cold, and his eyes flashed with an unquestionable fierceness. "I'll give you three days. If I don't get a satisfactory answer after three days, don't blame me for being rude. I will immediately declare war on both of your countries!"

As soon as these words came out, Hitler and Stamu's faces instantly became even uglier. Fear and despair surged in their eyes. Their future fate seemed to be hanging over an abyss, hanging in the balance.

Ye Daofu let the two go back.

As soon as Hitler got off the plane, he rushed to the conference room. The German Alliance's top brass were already waiting there, and the atmosphere was as solemn as the dead silence before a storm.

Hitler cleared his throat, his voice slightly tired but also filled with urgency, as he laid out all the conditions proposed by Ye Daofu, and then described in detail the shocking military equipment he had witnessed in the Qin Empire.

"The Great Qin Empire has thousands of sixth-generation fighters, as well as an endless supply of fifth-generation fighters, densely packed missile vehicles, and majestic tanks..."

His words were like bombshells, causing a huge uproar in the conference room.

As soon as the words fell, the conference room exploded.

A young general stood up suddenly, slammed his hands on the table, and shouted excitedly: "Surrender? Absolutely not! We, the German Alliance, have always been unyielding. How can we bow to others like this! We have our own army and our own dignity. Even if we have to fight to the death, we can't give up easily!" His face turned red, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

A senior advisor sitting across from him slowly shook his head and said calmly, "Young man, impulsiveness won't solve the problem. You haven't seen the military might with your own eyes, and you have no idea what kind of enemy we're facing. If we rashly launch a war, our people will suffer, and countless families will be torn apart. We cannot afford such consequences."

At this time, a civilian official also stood up and said earnestly, "I agree to join the Great Qin Empire and become the German League Province. In the long run, this may be the best option. We can use the resources and power of the Great Qin Empire to develop our economy and improve the living standards of our people. Moreover, becoming a province does not mean we lose everything. We can still preserve our own culture and characteristics."

"Shut up! You're a coward!" the young general shouted again. "How could we betray our country and become vassals of others?"

The two sides argued back and forth, neither side gave in, and fierce arguments broke out one after another.

Some people slammed the table, some stood up and gestured excitedly, and some had red faces and veins bulging on their necks. The conference room was in chaos, as if a war without gunpowder was raging.

In this long and fierce debate, the voices of both sides became louder and louder, and the words became more and more intense. Everyone tried to convince the other, but they could never reach an agreement.

Some people, their faces flushed, veins bulging on their foreheads, shouted their opinions at the top of their lungs; others remained calm and composed, clearly expounding on the pros and cons, but still couldn't calm the storm. The conference room was in chaos, with documents being knocked to the floor and chairs being knocked over, but the debate showed no sign of abating.

As time passed, everyone gradually realized that such an argument was meaningless. In the end, everyone's eyes turned to Hitler and the voices gradually quieted down.

A senior official stood up and said in a tired but expectant voice: "Whether to surrender or to fight, it's all up to you now!" In an instant, the eyes of the entire conference room were focused on Hitler like a spotlight.

Hitler felt as if a heavy mountain had been placed upon his shoulders. This choice was too difficult, and it caused him immense pain. It was as if two villains were fighting fiercely within him. One reminded him of his dignity and responsibility as a leader, and that he could not easily yield. The other harshly stated the reality that to oppose the Qin Empire was like hitting a rock with an egg.

His eyes slowly swept over the crowd, his mind constantly surfacing with images of the advanced military equipment and the devastation war would bring. Although he had already vaguely guessed the outcome, when the time came to make the decision, the words seemed to get stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

After a long silence, Xitele took a deep breath and spoke slowly. Although his voice was soft, it was clearly heard in the silent conference room: "Submit to the Great Qin Empire."

When this statement came out, everyone was lost.

Some people opened their eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief; others sighed helplessly, as if they had expected it.

Some people couldn't help but whisper.

Hitler observed the crowd's reactions and slowly continued, "This outcome is good for everyone. We won't suffer unnecessary casualties. Given the strength of the Qin Empire, even if we resist, the final outcome won't change."

This sentence also expresses what many people think. Even though they are unwilling to admit it, they have to accept this cruel fact.

Stamu hurried back to the Soviet Union and went straight to the meeting room as soon as he got off the plane.

The attendees were already waiting, and the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. Si Damu sat down, his expression serious, and recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in the Great Qin Empire, as well as the conditions proposed by Ye Daofu.

The originally quiet conference room suddenly exploded.

A battle-hardened veteran stood up with a thud, slammed his hands on the table, causing the documents to rustle, and roared, "Surrender? Absolutely not! We Soviet soldiers are never afraid of sacrifice. After so many years of bloody battles, how can we easily give up? Even if the German alliance surrenders, we have enough courage and strength to defend every inch of land and fight the enemy to the end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a civilian official slowly stood up, pushed his glasses, and said with a worried look: "General, I understand your patriotic enthusiasm and determination to fight, but we must think calmly. The military power of the Qin Empire is too strong. We have seen those advanced weapons and equipment before. This is not a contest of equal strength.

If we continue fighting, our people will suffer immensely, cities will be destroyed, and countless families will be torn apart. We must not only think about the glory of fighting, but also consider the future of our country and our people."

"Shut up!" the old general interrupted him, his eyes wide with anger. "You're showing cowardice! Our ancestors sacrificed so much blood and lives for the dignity of this country. Are we going to desert at this critical moment?"

At this time, a young officer also stood up and said urgently: "I think we can't fight blindly, nor can we surrender hastily. Perhaps we can try to negotiate with the Great Qin Empire and strive for some favorable conditions, which can both preserve part of the country's sovereignty and avoid large-scale casualties in the war."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started talking. Some nodded in agreement, while others frowned and raised questions.

In the conference room, various voices intertwined, with arguments and rebuttals rising one after another.

Some people were waving their arms excitedly, some were frowning and lost in thought, and some were whispering and exchanging opinions with the people next to them.

The entire conference room was in chaos, like a smokeless but extremely fierce battlefield.

Si Damu sat in his spacious yet depressing office, his brows knitted into a knot, his fingers rubbing his temples, his heart filled with irritation and helplessness. His heart felt like it was tangled in countless tangled threads, impossible to sort out or untie.

The German Alliance alone was already causing him great anxiety. The previous dealings and negotiations with the German Alliance on various matters had consumed too much of his energy and effort.

But now, the Great Qin Empire had suddenly appeared. Its powerful military might and undeniable sense of oppression made him realize that he had no power to resist the Great Qin Empire. Every time he thought of this, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

"Let's put it this way," Si Damu sighed, his voice filled with fatigue and helplessness, "Let's not express our views yet. Let's see what the German Alliance does first."

He paused, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, and continued, "If they surrender to the Great Qin Empire, then there will be no point in our further discussions. After all, we cannot go to war with two countries at the same time. It would undoubtedly be like hitting a rock with an egg."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and a heavy atmosphere filled the meeting room.

At this time, in the distant German Alliance, Hitler was standing on the stage of a press conference with a serious expression.

Below the stage, countless flashbulbs flashed as reporters from around the world waited eagerly for him to announce something that would shock the world. Hitler took a deep breath and slowly spoke, his voice carried across the microphone, "German Alliance, submit to the Great Qin Empire and become the German Alliance Province!"

In an instant, the whole world seemed to freeze, and then there was an uproar.

Media from various countries quickly spread the news to every corner of the world, shocking the entire globe.

People were discussing this major event, some were shocked, and some were worried.

The Rice Empire was also jaw-dropping. The thing they were most worried about had happened, so they quickly held a meeting to discuss it.

Si Damu sat in his chair, stunned. The news coming through the receiver was like a sledgehammer, making his head buzz. The color drained from his face, turning pale as paper, his eyes filled with despair and helplessness. His hand fell limply, and the microphone clattered to the ground, but he didn't even notice.

At this time, the conference room was silent. Everyone stared at Si Damu, not daring to make a sound.

Si Damu slowly stood up, his legs feeling heavy as if they were filled with lead, and each step was incredibly difficult. He walked to the window and looked out at the familiar city, feeling a mixture of emotions.

Once upon a time, this was the battlefield where he fought and the home he protected, but now, everything is about to change.

After a long silence, Si Damu turned around and said in a hoarse but firm voice: "Prepare for the press conference."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but they also understood that this was the trend of the times.

At the press conference, Stamford stood on the stage, forced himself to stand straight, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "The Soviet Union submits to the Great Qin Empire."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was shocked, flashbulbs flashed wildly, and reporters stood up and asked various questions. But Stamu was no longer in the mood to respond. He knew that from this moment on, the Soviet Union became history and was completely dissolved.

As soon as the news came out, the world was shocked again.

Especially in Europe, all nations sensed the coming storm. The once-mighty Soviet Union and the German Alliance, two influential "tigers" on the international stage, unexpectedly surrendered to the Qin Empire.

Considering that the Qin Empire had already taken the Philippines into its possession, can these small countries in Europe still remain unscathed under the powerful threat of the Qin Empire?

They began to panic and held emergency meetings to discuss countermeasures. The whole of Europe fell into an unprecedented atmosphere of tension.

Ye Daofu stood on the balcony of the magnificent palace, his gaze piercing as he surveyed the land gradually coming under his control. He knew this was a crucial moment in rewriting the world order, so he unhesitatingly issued a declaration to Europe that would shock the world.

"As long as you submit to the Great Qin Empire, you will enjoy a certain degree of autonomy, and the title of country will be abolished, and you will be changed to a province."

His voice, transmitted through advanced communication equipment to every corner of the world, was steady and resolute, as if announcing an irresistible fate. After a pause, Ye Daofu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his words carried an undeniable threat. "But if you refuse to surrender, I don't mind sending bombers to negotiate with you properly!"

These words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing an uproar around the world.

Everyone understands that this is a war without the smoke of gunpowder but full of oppression. If you don't surrender, you will only succumb to the gunfire.

The surrender of the German Alliance and the Soviet Union had once shown the world the immense power of the Qin Empire. Now, faced with this final ultimatum, the smaller European nations were like frightened birds, their courage to bargain swallowed by fear.

They knew very well that they were just insignificant shrimps in front of the Qin Empire and were completely powerless to resist.

Soon, a chain reaction began.

Yingguo's Prime Minister stood solemnly in the parliament hall. After intense discussion and inner struggle, he reluctantly announced his surrender to the Qin Empire. When the news broke, the people, shocked and terrified, silently accepted this decision that would change the fate of their country.

Soon after, under immense pressure, the Italian government made the same choice. At a press conference, their representatives read out their declaration of surrender with a slightly trembling voice. Their former glory and pride had now given way to anxiety about the future.

Countries like Nawei, Portugal, and Spain followed suit. Their national periods slowly descended, symbolizing the end of an era, while the flags of the Great Qin Empire slowly rose across the lands of various nations, heralding the establishment of a new order.

In just a few days, the entire European region, like dominoes, collectively declared its submission to the Qin Empire.

The world pattern was completely rewritten, the territory of the Qin Empire expanded rapidly, and a new era officially began under Ye Daofu's iron fist and strategy.