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at the same time.

In the Frog Island Commander's Mansion, the bald man who received the battle report was furious.

"Waste! All of you waste!" He overturned the desk, and the documents and teacups scatter to the floor. "Such a good opportunity, such a perfect plan, and you ruined it just like that!"

The adjutant stood by trembling, not daring to breathe.

"I don't understand. The combined forces in this naval battle are sixty ships to one. The advantage is far in my favor!"

"You guys can be defeated just like that?!"

“What about those Sakura people?”

The bald man roared madly and kept stabbing the ground with his crutch.

"Weren't they very powerful when they attacked us back then? Weren't they known as the 'Imperial Army'?"

"How come we can't even defeat a Dragon Nation aircraft carrier now?"

He kicked over the chair.

"Back in Jinling, Wuhan, Changsha... weren't they very good fighters? How did they become like this now?"

“Committee, Chairman…”

The adjutant said cautiously.

"Maybe the weapons of Dragon Country are too advanced. I heard that the aircraft carrier..."

"Shut up!"

The bald man turned around, his eyes bloodshot.

"What's advanced or not? It's because those Americans are supporting them from behind!"

"If the Eagles hadn't released Qian Sen and his men, would they have been able to build this kind of aircraft carrier?"

He walked to the window and looked at the empty sea in the harbor.

The warships that were once anchored there are now either sunk to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean or have surrendered to the Dragon Kingdom.

“It’s all garbage!”

He started cursing again.

"Didn't Kimura say he was sure of victory? Didn't he say he had a perfect plan?"

"What happened? It was sunk before we even saw a glimpse of the ship!"

The adjutant wanted to say something, but when he saw the bald man's ferocious expression, he swallowed his words back.

“And those traitors!”

The bald man's voice became sharper.

"They're abandoning their warships and surrendering? Do they think they can survive by surrendering?"

"Just wait and see, sooner or later I will kill all these traitors..."

Before he could finish his words, the secretary rushed in: "Chairman! Something bad has happened!"

“What’s wrong now?”

"I just received news that Dragon Country has released the interrogation records! About our conspiracy with Sakura Country, and..."

The secretary swallowed his saliva and said, "And the promise to cede territory..."

"What?" The bald man's face turned pale in an instant.

Then, his legs went limp and he slumped down in the chair, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

"It's over, it's all over..."

He muttered to himself.

"Those Dragon people will definitely not miss this opportunity and will definitely publicize this information!"

"My last bit of reputation in Dragon Country is now completely destroyed..."

The adjutant tried to comfort him: "Chairman, perhaps your supporters will understand your good intentions..."

"Shut up!"

The bald man stood up suddenly and paced back and forth in the office.

"What's the point of them understanding?!"

"Do you think the Dragon people will let us go?"

"They now have aircraft carriers and missiles, and even the Sakura Country's fleet was completely defeated!"

He walked to the window and looked at the empty sea in the harbor, his voice filled with despair.

"Our navy was completely annihilated. Even if Dragon Nation sent a cruiser, we wouldn't be able to stop it..."

Upon hearing this, the office fell into silence.

Everyone's face was filled with an expression of grief.

"No, I can't just give up like this!"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned around and asked, "Where is the lady now?"

"My wife is still in Washington..."

"Good! Send her a telegram immediately!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in the bald man's eyes.

"Tell her to lobby Congress immediately! Tell them we are willing to provide a base for the Americans to station troops on the island!"

The adjutant hesitated and said, "But Chairman, the Eagle people are now busy engaging in a space race with the Dragon country..."

"idiot!"

The bald man slammed the table and shouted angrily.

"It's precisely because they're in the space race that they need a military base in the Western Pacific!"

"Tell my wife that as long as the Eagles are willing to station troops there, we can provide the best port and the largest airport!"

He walked to the map and pointed at Frog Island.

"Have her tell those people in Congress that if they lose Frog Island, the unsinkable aircraft carrier, the Eagle Country will lose its last barrier in the Western Pacific!"

"Then...what about our army?"

"Army?" The bald man sneered, "What army are we talking about now? The navy is finished, and the remaining army, can it stop the Dragon people?"

He walked to his desk and picked up the phone. "Get me the Chief of Staff! Have him immediately prepare a detailed plan to convert all our military ports and airports into US military bases!"

"Chairman!" The secretary rushed in again, "I just received news that Longguo has shown signs of mobilizing troops! Their navy..."

"Quick! Send a telegram!" The bald man's voice changed. "Tell my wife to convince Congress!"

"If the Eagle Nation doesn't station troops there, Frog Island will soon fall into the hands of the Dragon Nation!"

He slumped in the chair, with more and more cold sweat on his forehead.

"Now only the Eagle people can save us... Only the Eagle people..."

The adjutant and the secretary looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

They all understood that the defeat in this naval battle would not only be a military blow, but could also be the end of the entire regime...

……

After the bald man gave the order, the office was in chaos.

Secretaries hurriedly prepared telegrams, adjutants conveyed orders, and staff officers studied maps.

The bald man stood alone in front of the window, looking at the sea in the distance.

In the sea area that he once took pride in, there is now only deathly silence.

He knew that if the Eagle people did not come to garrison, the Dragon country's warships would soon appear on this sea.

Until then...

"I must succeed..." He clenched his fists, "Madam, this time it all depends on you..."

As night falls, the lights in the Commander's Mansion are brightly lit.

On this sleepless night, a telegram concerning the fate of Frog Island was flying across the Pacific Ocean to faraway Washington.

And on this isolated island, a once invincible regime is waiting for its last straw...