When the secret envoys of the United States witnessed the miraculous "force field shield" technology in the underground base in Moscow code-named "Red Threat", all the humiliation, resentment and fear in their hearts were instantly replaced by a more powerful, almost twisted fanaticism and self-confidence.

They were like a group of dying travelers in the desert who suddenly discovered an oasis with inexhaustible resources.

They no longer cared who owned the oasis or what price they had to pay to drink the water.

Their only thought was to survive and take the most cruel and thorough revenge on the enemies who had put them in desperate situations.

With this morbid excitement of surviving a disaster, Kissinger, General Sullivan and others left Moscow full of confidence.

They boarded the same Gulfstream business jet they had come in and returned to their homeland, which was in turmoil.

Washington, White House, Oval Office.

When Kissinger reported to the new president the "Moscow Secret Agreement" which was full of humiliation but also contained "hope", as well as everything they saw in the secret base of the Russian Bear - the "Golden Eagle" fighter jets, the "Apocalypse" tanks, and especially the "force field shield" that was strong enough to withstand nuclear bombs.

The president, who was already on the verge of a mental breakdown, suddenly stood up from his presidential throne as if he had been injected with a powerful shot of stimulant.

The flames of "ambition" and "revenge" rekindled in his originally dim eyes.

"Really? What you said is true?" He grabbed Kissinger's shoulders and shook him vigorously, his voice trembling with excitement. "Does the Russian bear...does the Russian bear really have the technology to defend against the Chinese intercontinental missiles?"

"It's absolutely true, Mr. President." Kissinger, though shaken uncomfortably, wore a confident smile. "We saw it with our own eyes. Dragon Nation's nuclear deterrence will cease to exist in the face of the 'force field shield.' We are the truly invincible side!"

"Hahahaha...hahahaha!" The president burst into hysterical and crazy laughter.

He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. His laughter was filled with long-suppressed resentment, ecstasy of surviving a disaster, and infinite anticipation of bloody revenge in the future.

"Good! Excellent!" He slammed the table vigorously. "Approve this agreement immediately! We must form an alliance with the Russian bear at all costs! Tell Joseph that we agree to all his conditions!"

"As long as he can help us retake Pennsylvania and eliminate the Dragon Kingdom's military power there, let alone erecting a statue for him in Washington, I would be willing to go to Red Square and kiss his boots in person!"

In the face of absolute power, so-called national dignity and personal honor and disgrace become worthless.

……

Soon, three months passed.

During these three months, the situation on the entire Blue Star has undergone a strange and subtle change.

The civil unrest in the United States seems to have subsided miraculously.

Through that secret agreement, Washington obtained a large amount of economic aid and food support from the Soviet Union, temporarily stabilizing the domestic economy that was on the verge of collapse.

At the same time, they also changed their previous tough repressive stance and began to conduct some hypocritical "peace negotiations" with independent forces in Texas and California, creating the illusion that "internal conflicts are easing."

As for the Dragon Kingdom, after helping the Pennsylvania Republic repel the first attack of the federal army, it seemed to have become "cautious".

They did not further expand their victory, but only deployed an appropriate amount of peacekeeping forces and defensive weapons in key areas of Pennsylvania to help Pennsylvania establish a solid line of defense, and then did not take any further action.

The whole world seemed to have entered an uneasy calm before the storm.

However, what no one knows is that beneath this tranquility, a darker and more powerful force, capable of subverting the world once again, is quietly crossing the ocean.

……

Boston Harbor, a morning shrouded in thick sea fog.

Several giant cargo ships flying the Panamanian flag, claiming to be transporting crude oil, slowly docked at a remote port in the port that had long been under martial law by the military.

In the vast white fog, no one noticed that the bottom of the cabins of these cargo ships were quietly opened.

Under the cover of night, more than a dozen huge vehicles covered with huge canvas, like prehistoric behemoths, and dozens of huge, sealed containers were quietly transported onto a military train that had been waiting there for a long time.

The train headed west and eventually arrived at a secret military base on the border of New York State and Pennsylvania.

When the canvases were lifted, the hideous body of the "Apocalypse" tank was revealed; when the containers were opened, the elegant and deadly black wings of the "Golden Eagle" fighter were revealed.

General Michael and the highest-ranking generals of the federal army gave irrepressible cheers of excitement.

Their "trump card" has finally arrived.

Along with these deadly weapons, there also arrived a huge, transformer-like machine that looked unremarkable but weighed over a thousand tons - a portable "force field shield" generator, as well as hundreds of top technicians and operators from the Russians disguised as "military advisers."

In the next two months, the elite of the federal army, under the guidance of the bear adviser, began secret, high-intensity adaptive training.

They learned how to control the devilish "Apocalypse" tank and how to make use of the unparalleled super maneuverability of the "Golden Eagle" fighter.

And their target of revenge is only one - Pennsylvania and the Dragon Army stationed there.

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