Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign

Watching the stream of messages passing by.

Chang Jie hesitated for a moment and also started preparing everyone, hinting at the current ethics of the Western powers, subtly indicating that the results might not be favorable.

Among the accompanying personnel.

Except for the leaders like Gu Weijun and other envoys, the rest were incredulous.

"How is that possible?"

"We are a victorious nation; would they dare to do this in front of the entire world?"

"People can't be without principles to such an extent."

"Exactly, this is a meeting watched by the whole world, they wouldn't dare."

Listening to the words of the other accompanying personnel, Chang Jie also looked helpless, thinking to himself.

Not dare?

They dare very much.

World War I at least ended before the division of global interests started.

And decades later in World War II?

Before even entering the *bleep* war, those leading it already held a meeting to divide the interests in advance, even holding a smaller meeting excluding other countries.

Needless to say, the bottom line of the Western powers never existed from the start.

And it has only gotten lower.

In the past, they at least pretended; now they don't even bother.

Talking about principles and dignity with such people would likely make one look foolish.

But seeing the rest of the accompanying members still immersed in the joy of being a victorious nation, Chang Jie knew that no matter what he said, it was pointless; they wouldn't believe it until they saw it for themselves.

Chang Jie just didn't know what kind of moves those guys were going to pull.

But everything from World War II was vividly remembered.

Only a strong nation can stand but the Republic obviously doesn't have this condition right now.

How could a nation that treats you well appear from nowhere?

The countries in Europe that thought they were rescued after destroying the Imperial during World War II, didn't they end up as 'pawns' and 'satellite states' in the hands of those they considered 'saviors'...?

Blue Star netizens in the live room sighed as they looked at the naive faces of those accompanying personnel.

They are so old, how can they still be naive?

In reality.

It's not that they are naive.

With the environment of the Republic, and the warlord strife, these envoys selected by various factions, how could there be fools among them?

Ultimately, they just don't want to believe it.

This meeting is their only hope... This kind of hope makes them afraid to imagine the scene described by Chang Jie.

Although Chang Jie's words were not willing to be believed by the people, everyone else fell silent because all sorts of suggestions from Chang Jie made it a real possibility.

But, in the end, they have to see it with their own eyes to be disillusioned.

Several days later.

Entering the Palace of Versailles again, the envoys participating in the meeting were led into the grand and golden meeting hall.

However.

As soon as they entered the hall, all the envoys felt a chill in their hearts because as a victorious nation, the Republic didn't even have a single seat in a core position.

They were merely arranged at the fringes of the meeting place.

These people had attended big events and held various large and small meetings in the Republic; such seating arrangements were merely symbolic like a mascot.

What it represents goes without saying.

Following everyone to the meeting room's door, Chang Jie was stopped outside.

After all, as a translator, he was not eligible to enter.

He could only wait outside with the other accompanying personnel, but before entering the meeting hall, Chang Jie caught a last glimpse of the envoys being led to the periphery.

As for what happened afterward... it was obviously needless to think about.

The meeting was long and couldn't be concluded in one day.

Those waiting outside were like sitting on pins and needles.

The previously firm expressions had disappeared, and the longer they waited, the more anxious and tormented they became.

As the day's meeting concluded.

The closed meeting room doors were opened, and the accompanying members anxiously watched the personnel coming out of the meeting hall; however... upon seeing the pale expressions on the faces of the envoys exiting.

Everyone understood, and there was no more conversation.

Until they returned to their lodgings.

Bang!

A voice filled with grief and anger resounded through gritted teeth:

"Weak nations have no diplomacy."

As a victorious nation, the Republic's seats were relegated to the fringes, let alone having any speaking rights; everything was dictated by the few major countries at the core.

There was essentially nothing for the other nations.

And listening to the envoys who attended the meeting describe what happened, Chang Jie and the Blue Star netizens in the live room couldn't help but shake their heads.

Clearly, it was the same conduct as the Yalta Conference of the later World War II.

But there was no way around it.

As the meeting continued, everyone's mood grew heavier and heavier.

Outside the game, Blue Star players.

Now watching this meeting up close, the so-called 'justice' and 'truth' were nothing but a fig leaf for power, essentially no different from the most primitive jungle law.

Until the last day of the meeting.

Even though during this period, the Republic's envoys expressed their demands, hoping for fairness.

But everyone in that hall of Versailles chose to ignore them.

Even when the Republic's envoys used the fewest words possible to express their case, over 1,000 people from countries around the world in the meeting hall.

All chose to pretend they were deaf and dumb.

As if the Republic's envoys had not spoken at all.

Forming an utterly absurd scene.

Even waiting outside, listening to the Republic's envoys describe the events at night, and the Blue Star netizens in the live room couldn't help but feel a wave of absurdity and panic.

Why?

Honestly, they couldn't imagine how desperate it would be if they were in that scene.

In the meeting hall of over a thousand people.

You stand on stage, arguing rationally.

And the entire meeting hall of over a thousand people, all watching you coldly, some even with mockery on their faces.