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

In the Governor's office, Nicholson was anxiously waiting for the military attaché's report.

However, after listening to the military attaché's report, Nicholson felt as if struck by lightning.

His hands were gripping the edge of the desk tightly, his knuckles turning white from the exertion, and his whole body was shaking violently.

“Bastards! These damn Dragon people!”

He suddenly flew into a rage and swept the documents on the table to the ground.

"How dare they! How dare they threaten the Great Hard Empire like this!"

He staggered to the window and looked at the huge Dragon Kingdom fleet in the harbor.

The 80,000-ton aircraft carrier stands tall, surrounded by modern destroyers and frigates.

The silver "Saker Falcon" fighter plane circled in the sky, and the roar of its engine continued to be heard.

In an instant, a huge feeling of powerlessness hit him, making him feel extremely depressed.

"Why..." His voice suddenly became choked, "Why couldn't I catch up with the empire's most glorious era?"

Memories came flooding back.

More than a hundred years ago, the Great Hard Empire was so powerful in this sea area.

Just a dozen or so ironclad warships are enough to make the entire Dragon Kingdom surrender.

That expeditionary fleet even directly entered the capital of the Dragon Kingdom and forced the ancient empire to sign a treaty under the city.

"That's the real Great Hard Empire!" Nicholson slammed his fist on the window frame. "The Empire on which the Sun Never Sets at that time was worthy of the name 'Great Hard Empire'!"

But the reality is so cruel.

The wounds of World War II had not yet healed, and the two superpowers, the Bear and the Eagle, were suppressing China in secret.

The powerful empire that once spanned seven continents and four oceans is now like an old lion that can't even defend its own territory.

"Hongcheng..." he muttered to himself, his voice filled with despair, "They even dared to threaten Hongcheng."

"That's our most important stronghold in the Far East!"

The other officials in the office lowered their heads silently.

No one dared to speak at this time.

They all knew that Nicholson's pain was not only because Singapore was about to fall, but also because he was witnessing the decline of an empire with his own eyes.

“Look at those dragon people!”

Nicholson suddenly pointed at the cheering crowd on the street, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.

"They no longer take us seriously! A hundred years ago, their ancestors would kneel down and salute when they saw the John people, but now..."

Before he could finish his words, another group of "Saker Falcon" fighter planes roared past the Governor's Mansion.

A huge roar made the windows buzz and interrupted Nicholson's words.

"Report to the Governor," an aide stepped forward cautiously, "We only have less than half an hour to consider."

Nicholson slumped in his chair, his eyes glazed over.

The once invincible governor now looked like a defeated old man.

He looked at the steel fleet outside the window, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Anger, unwillingness, despair, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

He knew that this was not only a battle for the fate of Singapore, but also the end of an era.

The era when John's people could do whatever they wanted in the Far East is gone forever.

"What am I going to do?" He slumped weakly into his chair. "How am I going to explain this to London?"

"If Xingzhou is lost, Hong Kong City will also be lost... the entire Far East will be..."

No one answered him.

The office was dead silent, with only the roar of the Dragon Kingdom's fighter planes outside the window constantly reminding them of a cruel reality.

Times have changed. The East, once at the mercy of Western powers, has become a powerful nation that cannot be ignored...

There was dead silence in the Governor's Mansion.

Nicholson slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the huge Dragon Kingdom fleet outside the window.

Suddenly, a young military officer walked up to him quickly and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency the Governor, I have an idea."

Nicholson looked up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"We can agree to Longguo's request on the surface first,"

The military attaché looked around to make sure no one else was listening and lowered his voice.

“But at the same time, we can immediately contact the fleet in Visayas.”

Nicholson frowned.

"Visa Port? You mean..."

"That's right," a sly glint flashed in the officer's eyes. "The White Elephant Nation hates the Dragon Nation to the core. In the border war two years ago, many of their men died."

"As long as we ask, they will definitely send a fleet to support us."

He walked to the map hanging on the wall and moved his finger over the South China Sea.

"Our Far East Fleet plus the White Elephant Kingdom's navy, plus..."

His voice suddenly became more mysterious.

"Your Excellency the Governor, don't forget that we still have seven or eight submarines hidden on the seabed."

Nicholson's eyes lit up.

He stood up and walked to the map: "You mean..."

"We can wait until the Dragon people relax their vigilance,"

The military attaché's finger drew a circle on the map.

"The submarines will launch a surprise attack from underwater, and our fleet and the White Elephant Kingdom's warships will attack at the same time. When the time comes..."

He made a motion of wiping his neck.

"This Dragon Kingdom fleet is like a fish on the chopping board!"

"As long as we can sink their aircraft carrier, Longguo will no longer be able to cause any trouble at sea."

Nicholson's breathing became rapid, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

“But if we give up Singapore…”

"This is only temporary," the military attaché said with a sinister smile. "Once we destroy this fleet, Xingzhou will naturally belong to the Great Hard Empire."

"By then, I wonder if the Dragon people will still dare to show off their power in the Far East!"

The atmosphere in the office became weird.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the Dragon Kingdom's fighter jets were still circling in the sky, but in this airtight room, a conspiracy was quietly taking shape.

"You're right," Nicholson said, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. "Since they want to play dirty, don't blame us for breaking the rules."

He walked to his desk and picked up the phone. "Send a message to Visa Port immediately. Just say..."

He paused, his voice turning cold. "Just say the Great Hard Empire needs their help. The reward is easy to negotiate."

The military attaché smiled with satisfaction: "I'll prepare the telegram right away."

"By the way, we also need to notify the submarine forces and ask them to..."

"Wait," Nicholson suddenly interrupted him, "Send someone to see Jiang Chaoyang first and tell him we accept their terms. Act scared and helpless."

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let them think they have already won."

"That way, when our plan is implemented, they won't be truly unprepared."

The military attaché nodded and walked out of the office quickly.

Nicholson sat back in his chair, looking at the huge Dragon Kingdom fleet in the harbor, his eyes flashing with the pleasure of revenge.

"very good."

"Don't you like playing the game of threats? Then let me show you what a true conspiracy is."

He picked up the whiskey on the table and poured himself a glass.

"Just wait and see, this game has just begun..."