Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

The parliamentarians looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

An elderly congressman took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with a handkerchief, as if trying to hide his shock.

"Madame Chiang," the member of the Military Commission said slowly, with a hint of coldness in his voice, "what did you say?"

“I made it very clear!”

Jiang Ling waved her arms excitedly.

"Use mushroom bombs! Bomb the Magic City, Jinling, and Guangzhou..."

"Their economic and industrial centers are all here! As long as these cities are destroyed, the Dragon Kingdom will be completely paralyzed!"

The temperature in the venue seemed to drop suddenly.

The parliamentarians who were originally in the heated discussion fell silent, and some even subconsciously moved their seats back, as if to keep a distance from the woman on the podium.

“Unbelievable…”

A congressman from California shook his head.

"She actually suggested we use nuclear weapons on her homeland?"

Jiang Ling didn't seem to notice the change in atmosphere and continued.

"What's the big deal? As long as we can achieve our goal, it doesn't matter what means we use!"

"Besides, we are no longer the same as those Dragon people!"

"enough!"

The Chairman of the Military Commission stood up suddenly, his voice filled with anger.

"Mrs. Jiang, please respect yourself!"

"Regarding your request, I can clearly tell you that this is impossible!"

At this point, the Pentagon representative couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said coldly.

"Not to mention that Longguo now has nuclear weapons. If we use nuclear strikes, they will definitely retaliate."

“More importantly…”

He looked around and said: "We, the Eagle people, will never cooperate with someone who is willing to use nuclear bombs to bomb his own country!"

He paused and said, "How can a person who can even betray his own country truly protect the interests of our Eagle Country?"

The venue was completely silent.

Those congressmen who originally supported the garrison on Frog Island now lowered their heads, unwilling to look at Jiang Ling.

"It's shameful," an old councilman whispered. "For their own selfish interests, they don't even spare their own compatriots."

"No wonder the people of Long Country hate them." Another member of parliament echoed, "People like this are even more terrifying than the people in Long Country now."

Only then did Jiang Ling realize that she had said the wrong thing.

She wanted to defend herself, but she found that the eyes of the people around her looked at her differently. It was not anger, but a more embarrassing emotion - contempt.

"Madame Chiang," the Chairman of the Military Commission said coldly, "we will seriously consider the question of arms aid."

“As for other suggestions… I don’t think we have much to discuss.”

"But……"

"The meeting is over," the chairman interrupted her. "Please ask Mrs. Chiang to leave."

Two guards came forward.

She looked around and found that the parliamentarians who had been respectful to her just now were now deliberately avoiding her gaze.

Jiang Ling walked out of the Capitol stiffly.

The sun was still shining brightly in Washington, but she could not feel any warmth.

"Ma'am," the adjutant asked cautiously, "are we now..."

"Let's go back."

There was fatigue in Jiang Ling's voice.

"Tell them... that the Eagles only agreed to provide arms aid."

She got into the car and looked out the window at the towering Capitol.

I'm afraid the people there will never understand her situation.

But she also knew that her performance today had completely made her lose the last bit of respect in the eyes of these Eagle Country politicians.

The car slowly drove away.

Jiang Ling closed her eyes, unwilling to think about the fate that Frog Island was about to face.

She still didn't understand why those Eagle people reacted so fiercely to her plan to bomb Dragon Country with mushroom bombs.

Could it be because that is their so-called motherland?

But what is the point of a motherland that cannot support itself and provide for itself?

……

Three hours later.

Inside the Frog Island Commander's Mansion, the bald man put down the telegram tremblingly.

"The Eagles!" He slammed the documents on his desk to the floor. "What a bunch of treacherous bastards!"

"Back then, when they asked us to cooperate with them in dealing with the Dragon Nation, they said so nicely! Now that we've run into trouble, they just want to abandon us?"

The adjutant asked cautiously: "Chairman, what should we do now..."

"Now?" The bald man suddenly stopped his furious movements and fell into a long silence.

But soon, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

“Now, we have to go our own way!”

“Your own way?”

The bald man walked to the map hanging on the wall and swept his eyes across the territory of Dragon Kingdom.

"Look at Longguo. Seven or eight years ago, it was still a poor agricultural country."

"Now? Not only do we have aircraft carriers, we've even made mushroom bombs!"

He turned, his eyes flashing with enthusiasm. "If they can make mushroom bombs, why can't we?"

The adjutant was stunned: "Chairman, you mean..."

"Right!" The bald man slammed the table, "We want to develop our own mushroom bombs!"

"As long as there is this deterrent, the Dragon people will not dare to act rashly!"

"But……"

The adjutant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The development of mushroom bombs requires a lot of money and technology. Our current conditions..."

"Conditions?" The bald man sneered, "Longguo can do it under such difficult conditions, why can't we?"

He walked quickly to the desk and dialed the intercom: "Tell someone from the Science and Technology Committee to come see me immediately!"

Soon, several white-haired scientists walked into the office.

"Everyone," the bald man said with a strange excitement in his voice, "I have an important decision to announce!"

"From today on, we will begin developing mushroom bombs!"

The scientists looked at each other in confusion.

"Commissioner," an old scientist said cautiously, "the development of mushroom bombs is not that simple. The first step is to refine the uranium ore..."

"I know that!" the bald man interrupted him. "I've already had someone investigate. Although we don't have uranium mines on our island, we can buy it on the international market!"

"But Chairman," another scientist said, "in addition to raw materials, we also need a large number of professional talents."

"There are no more than ten scientists on the entire island who understand nuclear physics..."

“Then recruit abroad!”

The bald man's voice became more and more excited.

"There are nuclear physicists everywhere, from the Eagle Country to Europe. As long as you pay enough, who can't you hire?"

The scientists were silent again.

"Everyone," the bald man's voice suddenly became serious, "I know this is difficult!"

"But think about it, if we don't do something, what will we use to resist when Longguo attacks?"

He walked to the window and looked at the sea in the distance.

"Now the Eagle people are unreliable, we can only rely on ourselves!"

"As long as we can make mushroom bombs, even if the Dragon Kingdom has a hundred aircraft carriers, they won't dare to act rashly!"

"But Mr. Chairman," the director of the Science and Technology Committee finally couldn't help but say, "Even if we really start research and development, it will be impossible without ten or eight years..."

"Ten or eight years?" The bald man turned around suddenly. "How long did it take Longguo? Didn't they build it in two years? Are we worse than them?"

No one dared to refute.

But everyone knows that Longguo can develop mushroom bombs within two years.

That's because they have a complete industrial system, a large number of scientific research talents, and strong national strength. But the current conditions on Frog Island...

"I don't care what method I use!"

There was a madness in the bald man's voice.

"Even if it costs us everything, we're going to make the Shroom Bomb! This is our last chance!"

He paced back and forth in his office, a sickly glint in his eye.

"Go get ready! Make a plan right away. I want to see progress in the shortest possible time!"

The scientists quietly left the office.

They could all see that their leader had been pushed into a desperate situation.

After losing the support of the Eagle Country, he is making a desperate last gamble.

But can this bet really succeed?

The adjutant stood aside, looking at the bald man who was in a frenzy, and felt a little uneasy.

He suddenly remembered an old idiom: A trapped beast will still fight...

A merchant ship was slowly passing by on the sea outside the window.

No one knew that in this office, a crazy plan that could change the situation in the Pacific was brewing.

The storm is coming...