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

General Michael stood on the watchtower, the telescope in his hand shaking slightly due to the trembling of its owner.

On the distant horizon, the dozen or so Dragon Kingdom main battle tanks that looked like prehistoric behemoths brought about a visual impact and psychological oppression that was beyond words.

They were like war machines from another dimension, completely overturning all his understanding of modern warfare as a senior American general.

"General... what should we... what should we do?"

The adjutant beside him spoke in a dry voice, filled with undisguised fear.

"Should we...should we ask Washington immediately to send reinforcements?"

"Reinforcements?"

Hearing this word, General Michael showed a bitter smile on his face, which was uglier than crying.

He put down the telescope and turned to look at his young subordinate who still had illusions about the federal government.

"Send reinforcements?" He shook his head self-deprecatingly. "Do you think this is a Hollywood movie? The cavalry always arrives at the last minute?"

"Given the current military mobilization capabilities of the US," he held up three fingers, "our most elite 82nd Airborne Division, from assembly, boarding, to airdrop to the battlefield, takes at least three hours. And that's assuming everything goes smoothly and there's no interference."

"But what about now? Dragon Country's fighter jets have already gained air superiority over Pennsylvania! Our transport planes can't even get through!"

"Even if they could come, how long do you think it would take for those gentlemen on Capitol Hill, who are still bickering over who was responsible for the failure of Camp David, to approve a major military surge?"

He sneered and gave a desperate answer.

"I'm afraid we won't see any reinforcements in half a day."

"And we," he pointed at the makeshift base beneath his feet, exposed to the enemy's artillery fire, and then at the slowly approaching torrent of steel in the distance, "can we really hold out for half a day against the Dragon Nation's attack?"

The adjutant fell silent. He had watched the Dragon tanks' terrifyingly accurate bombardment and had no doubt that two more salvos would completely wipe out their camp.

General Michael's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to more than ten years ago.

That was on the peninsula, on the snow-covered hill called "Shangganling".

At that time, he was just a young and energetic company commander.

His unit is the ace division of the American Army, equipped with the most advanced M4 Sherman tanks and 105mm howitzers, and enjoys unlimited air support and logistical supplies.

Their opponents, the soldiers known as the "Dragon Country Volunteer Army", wore thin cotton-padded clothes, carried captured "International" weapons, and could not even get a full meal.

At that time, everyone thought that it would be a one-sided battle without any suspense.

However, reality gave them the heaviest slap in the face.

Despite their absolute advantage in equipment and logistics, they used every means at their disposal—aircraft, artillery, tanks, flamethrowers—but were unable to capture the small hilltop garrisoned by the Dragons. Those ragged Dragon soldiers seemed to possess an iron will and boundless fighting power.

They were beaten back again and again, but again and again they fought back with a resolute attitude.

Michael will never forget that during a night raid, he saw with his own eyes a young Dragon soldier who, despite being seriously injured and out of ammunition and food, detonated the last grenade on his body and died together with several Eagle soldiers who rushed up.

Before detonating the grenade, the soldier shouted a slogan in a language he could not understand.

Later, he learned through translation that the sentence meant: "For the new Dragon Kingdom, move forward!"

That look, that spiritual power, became an indelible nightmare in Michael's heart.

"At that time, the Eagles had an absolute advantage in equipment and logistics. I couldn't even take the hill where a company of them was stationed..."

General Michael muttered to himself, his voice full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Not to mention, now... Dragon Country's weapons and equipment can only be better than ours, not worse..."

Thinking of this, the last bit of resistance in his heart completely disappeared.

He knew that resistance was pointless.

There will be no result except unnecessary casualties.

"Hero?" He laughed self-deprecatingly. "Whether you're a hero or not, it's just that. But life... you only have one."

He thought again of his comrades who were captured by the Dragon people on the battlefield on the peninsula.

Unlike the Axis powers who were said to have abused prisoners, the captured American soldiers, although living a hard life in the Dragon Country prisoner-of-war camps, at least received basic humanitarian treatment.

They were not abused, not shot, and even received regular letters from home.

After the war, most of them were repatriated.

"The Dragon people...are very tolerant when it comes to treating prisoners..."

This thought became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

General Michael took a deep breath, as if he had made an extremely difficult, but only, decision.

He walked down the watchtower and returned to the command room. Amidst the astonished gazes of his subordinates, he picked up the white flag that was usually only used in field hospitals.

"Pass on my orders," he said in an unusually calm voice, even with a hint of relief. "All officers and soldiers, lay down your weapons and cease all resistance. Send a surrender signal to the commander of the Dragon Nation..."

……

General Michael and nearly 10,000 federal troops under his command were defeated and surrendered in Pennsylvania.

And the more explosive news is that the ones who defeated them were not the militia from Pennsylvania, but the powerful Dragon Army from the mysterious country in the East!

This news, like a magnitude 17 earthquake, triggered a violent and subversive tsunami around the world.

It is not just a piece of military news, but also a major political event of epoch-making significance.

It marks the first time that the Dragon Country, a country that has long maintained a relatively low profile and restraint on the international stage, has directly projected its powerful military power onto the homeland of the Eagle Sauce...