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

"boom!"

This proposal was like a real bomb that exploded in everyone's mind.

Everyone present, including those ruthless politicians and consortium representatives, were stunned and their faces turned pale.

Blow up your own country's nuclear power plant? !

This... this is no longer crazy, this is simply inhumane!

"Are you crazy?!"

The president was the first to scream. He looked at the ghost general in disbelief, as if he was looking at a devil crawling out of hell.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Blowing up a nuclear power plant? Do you know what the consequences of that would be?!"

"Of course I know."

The Ghost General's tone remained eerily calm.

"The core of the nuclear reactor will melt, and a large amount of radioactive material will leak out and spread on the wind."

"At least half of the land in Pennsylvania will be contaminated by high-intensity nuclear radiation in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, making it unsuitable for human habitation."

"In this way," he said, his eyes flashing with an almost perverted excitement, "those Dragon people will naturally no longer be willing to stay in that cursed land."

"They are here to seek strategic benefits, not to clean up nuclear waste. They will definitely withdraw immediately with their troops and equipment."

"And those Pennsylvania traitors," he sneered, "their so-called 'independent republic' will be turned into a barren nuclear wasteland. They will lose their homes and the industrial base on which they depend for survival."

"By then, do they have any other choice but to come back on their knees and beg for mercy?"

The office was dead silent. The only sounds were the heavy breathing and the frantic beating of hearts.

"Then...then...how many people will die?" The president's voice trembled with extreme fear. "Those living around the nuclear power plant...our compatriots...the ordinary people...what will happen to them?"

For the first time, a hint of impatience appeared on the Ghost General's face.

"Mr. President, now is not the time to dwell on these details."

he said coldly.

"War always requires sacrifice. In order to maintain the unity and dignity of the United States, some necessary costs are unavoidable."

"A price?!" The president's anger was ignited once more. He rushed to the Ghost General and grabbed him by the collar. "You call the lives of millions, or even tens of millions, of people a 'price'?!"

"You call turning a fertile land into a permanent nuclear wasteland a 'price'?! You lunatic! You devil!"

"Besides," he continued to roar, "even if we really drove away the Dragons with this scorched earth policy and forced Pennsylvania to return, what would be the use?!"

"A piece of nuclear-contaminated, uninhabitable, and unusable land, is it still of any value to us? What we are reclaiming is nothing more than a giant cancerous tumor that constantly exudes the stench of death!"

Faced with the president's questioning, General Ghost's expression did not change at all.

He just looked at the president coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain for the latter.

"Mr. President, your vision is still too limited," he said slowly, word by word. "Reclaiming Pennsylvania has never been our ultimate goal."

"What we need to do now is not to recapture lost territory, but to establish deterrence! An absolute deterrent that will send chills down the spines of all traitors with evil intentions!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with cold, unquestionable power:

"Through the destruction of Pennsylvania, we are sending a clear signal to Texas, California, and all those ambitious people who seek to divide this country—"

"—Look carefully! This is what happens when you betray us! This is what happens when you betray the United States!"

"You can demand independence and seek foreign aid. But as long as you dare to take that step, we will not hesitate to turn your homeland into a place of eternal death like Pennsylvania!"

"We would rather destroy this land with our own hands than leave it to traitors like you!"

"I want to see," he said, a cruel arc curling up the corners of his mouth. "By then, will their desire for independence be stronger, or will their fear of their homes being destroyed and becoming nuclear refugees be deeper?"

The office fell into deathly silence again.

Everyone was completely stunned by the Ghost General's extremely vicious and "burn everything down" scorched earth plan.

Using the method of destroying one of its own states to deter and intimidate other states.

This kind of madness, this kind of reckless cruelty, has completely exceeded the thinking scope of normal people.

But it is undeniable that this plan...seems to really...be effective.

The parliamentarians and consortium representatives present began to waver.

Although they are also worried about the possible huge civilian casualties, the lives of millions of people in Pennsylvania seem less important compared with the interests of their own families and the future of the possible complete disintegration of the Eagle Sauce.

"But...if this gets out, the whole world will know that we blew up the nuclear power plant..."

One councillor quietly raised concerns.

"Then let it be exposed!" The Ghost General sneered, "We can even publicly admit that it was us who did it! Then declare to the world that any attempt to split the Eagle Sauce will be met with our most ruthless and thorough devastating blow!"

"I want to show the world that although Eagle Sauce is sick, he is still a lion! A lion that would rather hurt himself than tolerate any provocation!"

The new president slumped limply in his chair, his mind blank.

He felt like he was being swallowed by a huge, dark vortex.

He didn't want to be an executioner who ordered a nuclear massacre of millions of his compatriots, but looking at the generals and congressmen in front of him with crazy eyes, he knew that he had no choice.

He can either choose to agree to this plan and become a sinner nailed to the pillar of shame in history;

Or he could choose to oppose, and then most likely be "accidentally" wiped out from this world in the next moment, just like his predecessor Howell.

In the end, his desire for power and fear of death overcame the last bit of conscience in his heart.

In an almost inaudible voice, he uttered the sinful order that would completely change the history of the world.

"Just...just do as you say..."