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

Sullivan understood instantly.

The great despair was instantly replaced by great ecstasy.

He felt like a prisoner about to be executed, who suddenly received the king's pardon at the last second.

"Comrade General Secretary!" He was so excited that he almost stood up from his seat. "You mean..."

"I mean,"

Joseph interrupted him, his face changing into the expression of a shrewd businessman calculating a price.

"I'm very curious. I wonder what kind of conditions my friends in the Eagle Sauce community are prepared to offer me to take the huge risk of betraying our 'class brothers' and take action against the powerful Dragon Nation?"

Sullivan was overjoyed. He immediately winked at his assistant, who quickly took out a secret agreement from his briefcase that had been prepared long ago and wrapped in an exquisite velvet folder.

"Dear General Secretary," Sullivan respectfully handed the agreement to Joseph, "This is the condition that our President personally authorized us to bring before coming here. It represents our highest sincerity!"

Joseph took the agreement, put on his reading glasses, and slowly flipped through it.

The content of the agreement was exactly the crazy "treasonous plan" proposed by the "Ghost" general in the secret room of the White House.

The content of the secret agreement is indeed "generous" -

First, the US is willing to recognize the "special interests" of the Russian Federation in the entire Eastern European region and promises not to interfere in any internal affairs of the region.

Second, the US is willing to provide Russia with an interest-free loan of up to US$500 billion and lift export restrictions on a series of high-tech products including aircraft engines and precision machine tools.

The third and most important point is that the US is willing to "divide the river and rule" with the Soviet Union, using the Mississippi River as the boundary, and designating a large area of ​​US western territory, including Texas and California, which have declared independence, as the Soviet Union's "sphere of influence" and leaving it to Russia to dispose of it at will.

Looking at these conditions, even a politician like Joseph, who has seen many ups and downs, couldn't help but be moved.

He knew that if he could accept this agreement, the Russian Bear would be able to achieve without bloodshed the strategic goal that generations of tsars had dreamed of - extending his sphere of influence to the whole of Europe and gaining a warm outlet to the Pacific Ocean.

This is a huge temptation that no national leader can refuse.

However, Joseph just placed the secret agreement on the table calmly and shook his head slowly.

"Mr. Sullivan," he sighed, a look of regret on his face, "your offer is indeed good and sincere. But..."

"not enough."

"Isn't that enough?!" All the members of the Eagle Sauce delegation jumped up from their seats in shock.

Even after giving away half of their own territory, it's still not enough? Isn't this Russian bear's appetite too big?!

Sullivan suppressed the shock and anger in his heart and asked in a trembling voice.

"Then...then, Mr. General Secretary, what else do you need? As long as we Eagle Sauce can do it, we will definitely...definitely agree to it."

Joseph's face finally showed his signature, cruel and brutal smile.

He stood up, walked over to the huge world map, and picked up a red chalk.

"Mr. Sullivan, all you offer is just profit." His voice became cold and oppressive. "But besides profit, I also want something else—fame."

"I want the whole world to know that in this 20th century East-West confrontation, the ultimate victor is us, the Russian bear, and our great Red Front system!"

"So," he turned around, his eyes flashing with an almost crazy light, "my conditions are also very simple."

He walked up to the terrified Sullivan, leaned over, and in a devilish whisper that only the two of them could hear, he spoke out the extremely excessive condition that was enough to make the entire Western world collapse:

"First, you, the Eagle Sauce, must publicly issue a statement at the Blue Star United Congress, acknowledging that your capitalist system has 'completely failed' in its competition with our Red Front system."

"Second, your president must come to Moscow in person and deliver a live speech to the world at the tombs of previous generations of Soviet leaders on Red Square."

"The content of the speech...is also very simple. It's just a review of the crimes you Americans have committed over the past century."

"And announced that they would carry out a... um... 'thorough, top-down social reform' on the Eagle Sauce, modeled after our Mao Bear system."

"My third and final request," he said, a cruel arc curling up his lips. "To show your sincerity, I hope you can tear down the so-called 'Statue of Liberty' that stands in New York Harbor."

"Then erect upon its pedestal a statue of myself, Joseph Vissarionovich, at least twice as high as the original, made of solid gold."

"Well, Mr. Sullivan?"

He stood up and looked at the Eagle Sauce envoy in front of him with a smile, whose face was ashen and covered in cold sweat.

"Are my conditions not excessive?"