A struggling businessman on the verge of bankruptcy finds himself drunk one night, only to wake up in the past—specifically, in 1943 London, amidst the chaos of World War II.

This is an era of both immense danger and unprecedented opportunity. It is a time when the British Empire, once the unrivaled superpower where the sun never set, is finally witnessing the dusk of its dominion. Meanwhile, the United States is rising to claim the mantle of global leadership, reshaping the world's balance of power.

This is the era where everything begins—where old rulers step down and new powers rise to take their place. This is the era where Pierre finds himself, an era filled with the kind of opportunity he never had before. A small, precious chance to rise, to become a giant, to seize the throne of power, to become a ruler, a world hegemon.

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Note: This is a good novel, but since it’s still new and I don’t have a proofreader, I’m currently relying on AI to catch errors. For now, my main focus is advancing the story, but I plan to come back later to polish the text, fix mistakes, and possibly even modify the plot if needed. I’d really appreciate it if you could leave notes on what you think should be changed or improved. Thank you!

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad with the same name.

A few minutes later, over three hundred captured German paratroopers looked at these men with a mixture of resentment and bewilderment. They had clearly confirmed the accent—how did they suddenly turn into Americans?


As for Lieutenant Colonel Heidete, his once fiery heart turned cold.


But with both arms injured, there was nothing he could do now. He could only... surrender. Yes, surrender was the only option. Facing hundreds of enemies armed with STG44s and MG42s, while they themselves only had pistols, what else could they do but surrender?


Thus, the German army's last airborne operation of World War II ended in disaster—without even a fierce battle, they surrendered.


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