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

After hearing these plans, Howell's expression became more and more serious.

He stood up, walked to the window, looked out at the view of Washington, and sat in deep thought.

“Mr. President,”

Bronson broke the silence, his voice filled with an undeniable determination.

"History will not give us a second chance like this!"

"If we don't act now and wait for the Russian bear to recover, the situation will return to the previous Cold War state, or even get worse."

"Just think about it, if we can successfully turn Russia into a country that is subservient to the US, using their vast territory, abundant resources and large population, combined with our scientific, technological, economic and management capabilities, we will have unprecedented global influence."

"By then, even Dragon Nation will no longer be our opponent. The entire world landscape will be completely reshaped, and the Eagle Sauce will become the sole superpower, dominating this new world order."

Hearing Bronson's tempting words.

Howell turned around, the hesitation on his face replaced by determination.

"Carry out your plan. But I have one condition."

"That is, all actions must be kept confidential at the highest level, and direct military conflict must be avoided as much as possible. We want to let the Russian bear collapse on its own, rather than defeating it through war."

His voice became firm and strong.

"Gentlemen, we are about to embark on a secret war that will change the world. If successful, it will end the Cold War that lasted nearly a decade and ensure the United States' global leadership for decades to come."

As the attendees left the Oval Office, everyone was filled with excitement about being part of historic change.

In their view, this comprehensive action against the Russian bear is not only a blow to a long-term opponent, but also an excellent opportunity to reshape the entire world pattern.

Meanwhile, the Russians were preoccupied with dealing with the economic crisis and the military difficulties in the Far East, completely unaware that a bigger storm was brewing across the Atlantic, about to sweep away their already shaky national edifice...

……

After finalizing the "Winter Storm" plan, the US launched an all-round economic stranglehold on Russia with lightning speed.

The first is the energy embargo - the US not only stopped buying oil and natural gas from Russia, but also exerted diplomatic pressure to force Western European countries to significantly reduce their energy imports from Russia.

What followed was a technological blockade - European countries were prohibited from selling any high-tech products with dual-use military and civilian uses to Russia, including precision machine tools, electronic components and advanced materials.

These measures are like an invisible knife, deeply piercing into the already shaky economy of the bear country.

Factories in Moscow began to shut down on a large scale, long lines for bread and meat formed on the streets, prices soared, and daily necessities were in short supply.

The Russian economy, which was already fragile due to the food crisis, is now even worse off and on the verge of collapse.

Joseph's face was terribly gloomy in his office in the Kremlin.

The table in front of him was piled with various economic reports and intelligence briefings, each of which silently told the same cruel reality, that is, the Russian economy was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Explain to me clearly," Joseph's voice was low and dangerous, like a volcano about to erupt. "Why have our oil exports suddenly dropped by 60%? Why have our gold reserves shrunk by a quarter in a month? Why can't the shipyards in Leningrad get the necessary steel?"

"Sokabile! What on earth happened?"

Finance Minister Golovkin stood at his desk, sweat dripping from his forehead.

His hands were shaking as he clutched a sheaf of papers, his voice hoarse with fear.

"Comrade Joseph, according to our investigation, all of this is a planned economic war led by the Eagle Sauce."

“They are trying to kill our economy.”

"Eagle sauce?" Joseph stood up suddenly, the muscles on his face twisted with anger, "The Eagle Sauce that just lost to the Dragon Kingdom in the food war? What qualifications do they have to launch an economic war against us?!"

"They are exploiting our weakness, Comrade Joseph,"

Karpov, the head of the intelligence department, interjected cautiously.

"The food crisis has severely weakened our economic foundation and foreign exchange reserves. The Eagle Sauce clearly believes this is a perfect opportunity to completely defeat us."

Flames of anger burned in Joseph's eyes, his chest heaved violently, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed it hard on the table.

"These despicable Americans! They pretended to be our allies during World War II, but now they can't wait to stab us in the back?!"

"Comrades, please step back," Joseph said, finally controlling his anger. His voice was low and cold. "Let me be alone for a while."

"Karpov, you stay. I have something to tell you."

When everyone else had left, Joseph turned to Karpov and said, "Get the call to the White House immediately. I want to speak directly to Howell."

Karpov was a little surprised, but immediately nodded in obedience.

Joseph rarely speaks directly to Western leaders, a sign of the seriousness of the situation.

Twenty minutes later, the hotline between the Kremlin and the White House was connected.

Joseph gripped the receiver, his fingers turning white from the strain.

"Mr. Howell," Joseph said in a deliberately calm tone, suppressing his anger, "I want to know why the Eagle Sauce suddenly launched an economic war against the Bear?"

"We were allies in World War II, partners in defeating fascism, and now we are allies fighting against the barbarians from the East... Is this how you treat your partners?"

On the other end of the line, Howell sounded unusually calm, even with a hint of feigned confusion.

"Comrade Joseph, I don't quite understand what you are talking about."

"The US is not 'waging economic war' against any country. We are simply exercising our trade autonomy. Every country has the right to choose its own trading partners, right?"

Joseph's face turned red with anger and the blood vessels in his forehead were throbbing.

"Don't play diplomacy with me!"

His voice suddenly rose, almost to a roar.

"Not only did you stop your energy trade with us, you also forced Western European countries to follow suit!"

“You have banned the export of any technological products to us, even the most basic agricultural machinery parts! This is not trade autonomy, this is a naked economic blockade!”

Howell was silent for a moment, then responded in a tone tinged with sarcasm.

"Well, even if that's the case... But, my dear Comrade Joseph, please explain to me one last time. While you are accusing us, what exactly are you doing in the East?!"

"What did you do? Don't you know what I'm doing?"

Joseph's rage grew.

"We have reliable intelligence indicating," Howell's voice became sharper, "that the so-called 'conflict' between you and the Dragon Nation is likely a carefully orchestrated show."

"You deliberately provoked conflict and then deliberately allowed your own troops to be besieged in order to attract the attention of the international community, especially the Eagle Sauce, and divert our attention from other regions."

Joseph could hardly believe his ears. His face turned from red with anger to ashen blue, and his whole body was trembling slightly with excessive anger.

"This is the most ridiculous accusation I've ever heard! Are you suggesting that we would deliberately sacrifice tens of thousands of soldiers as pawns in a political drama?"

"Only you American politicians would come up with such an inhumane scheme!"

“Don’t pretend to be virtuous, Comrade Joseph,” Howell responded with a sneer. “We all know what you’re capable of doing for political gain.”

Joseph took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but his voice was still trembling with anger.

"So you admit it? You admit that you are imposing an economic blockade on the Russian bear?"