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

On the dock of Boston Harbor, filled with the smell of rust and sea breeze, Marshal Malinov delivered an impassioned "pre-war declaration" full of great power chauvinism and the belief in victory.

He portrayed the Dragon Kingdom as a "powerful but weak Eastern giant" and denounced its weapons as "flashy toys". He assured all the soldiers of the "Bear Eagle Alliance" present that this "counter-insurgency" war would end in a resounding and great victory within a week.

His words quickly spread to every corner of the United States through the cameras of the military photography team and the media controlled by the federal government, greatly inspiring the federal soldiers and civilians whose morale was low due to a series of defeats.

After making this declaration of victory, the Russian "emperor" and the American generals directly issued the order for a general attack on the Republic of Pennsylvania.

This time, they gathered almost all the elite forces of the federal government, plus powerful weapons provided by the Russians, which can be called "black technology".

An unprecedented steel torrent consisting of hundreds of "Apocalypse" tanks, hundreds of various armored vehicles, and tens of thousands of federal soldiers, like a flood breaking through a dam, poured out from bases in New York and Maryland and rolled towards the Pennsylvania border.

However, just before the army set out, the commanders on both sides had a small disagreement on how to fight the battle.

In the heavily guarded joint command headquarters located on the border, Marshal Malinov pointed to the huge military map and used his thick fingers, which could almost crush walnuts, to draw a simple and rough red straight line on the map pointing directly to Harrisburg.

"Tactics? What tactics do we need?"

His voice was as loud as thunder, full of disdain for the weak.

"In the face of absolute power, any tactics are superfluous! We have 'Apocalypse'! We have 'Golden Eagle'! We just need to be like this,"

He slapped the map hard with his palm.

"Just crush them! Crush all their resistance, along with their cities and factories, into dust!"

What he said was the most classic and most proficient "deep assault" theory of the Russian army - using overwhelming armor advantages, ignoring threats on both wings, and directly launching devastating penetration and assaults on the enemy's heartland.

However, after experiencing several previous devastating defeats, the Eagle Sauce side led by General Johnson obviously has a more sober and respectful understanding of the strength of the Dragon Kingdom.

"Your Excellency, Marshal, with all due respect, I believe we cannot underestimate the enemy."

General Johnson spoke carefully, in the most tactful tone possible.

"Based on our previous experience, the Dragon Kingdom's fifth-generation stealth fighter, the J-20, possesses very powerful beyond-visual-range strike capabilities."

"If our main force rashly launches a ground offensive without gaining absolute air superiority, our Apocalypse Legion will likely be subjected to saturation precision strikes from the air mid-march. In that case, our losses would be extremely heavy."

Hearing this, Marshal Malinov frowned.

Although he looked down on the Eagle Sauce army, he had heard of the Dragon Kingdom's J-20. He pondered for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

In the end, blind confidence in its own "Golden Eagle" fighter jets overcame caution.

"Hmm... what you said does make some sense."

He nodded, agreeing with the Eagle Sauce side.

Then, that cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face again.

"Alright! Let's clear out those pesky 'Oriental flies' in the sky first! We can also take this opportunity to have our photography team properly record how our 'Golden Eagles' gracefully slaughter those so-called 'Dragon Dragons' in the sky!"

"This will definitely be the brightest and most exciting moment in our documentary!"

After that, he gave orders to the Air Force without hesitation.

"Order! All 'Golden Eagle' fighter squadrons, take off! We have only one goal - to completely destroy all air forces of the Republic of Pennsylvania and turn that sky into the backyard of our 'Bear Eagle Alliance'!"

Following his order, forty-eight brand-new Su-47 "Golden Eagle" fighter jets from four squadrons deployed at the New York State Air Force Base roared into the air one after another with a huge roar!

Forty-eight black birds of prey with strange forward-swept wings formed a huge, oppressive attack formation in the air.

They were like the wings of death released from hell, covering the sky and the sun, and swooped down towards Pennsylvania with great momentum.

They firmly believe that in the face of this air force powerful enough to challenge any country, the scarce number of J-20s in Pennsylvania are nothing more than a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Meanwhile, in Harrisburg, Joint Command.

The shrill sound of the air raid sirens, like a death curse, resounded throughout the city.

"Report! Report!" the radar station's communicator's voice was shrill and piercing with extreme tension. "A large number of unidentified fighter jets have been detected, approaching our airspace at high speed from the northeast! The number... preliminary estimation is over forty!"

"Forty planes?!" General Song Zhenhua's heart sank. He knew the moment of decisive battle had finally arrived.

"Order! All J-20 squadrons, take off immediately to meet the enemy!"

He gave orders to the Air Force without hesitation, his voice steady and powerful.

Then he turned around and rushed to Fang Yu's temporary office in the deepest part of the command center, which was set with the highest authority.

"Xiao Fang! Xiao Fang!" He didn't even have time to knock on the door before he pushed it open and walked in. "It's urgent! The enemy's main air force is already attacking!"

He rushed to Fang Yu, who was sitting leisurely in front of the computer, analyzing a pile of complex data, and asked anxiously.

"That... that brand new air combat system you mentioned earlier, is it ready yet? If you don't get it out soon, our pilots will really have to fight the enemy!"

However, facing Song Zhenhua's anxious look, Fang Yu still maintained a calm expression, as if everything was under control.

He was even in a good mood, so he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip slowly.

"Mr. Song, please be patient." He smiled and waved his hand, motioning Song Zhenhua to sit down. "Why are you so anxious? The fish has just started to bite, hasn't it?"

As he said this, he no longer paid attention to Song Zhenhua who was running around anxiously.

Instead, he picked up an internal communication intercom on the table and issued a concise order in a calm and confident tone.

"'Sky Eye' system, activated."

"'Nuwa' artificial intelligence air combat command module is online."

"Order, KJ-3000 AWACS, Watchkeeper, take off immediately."

"Enter the planned orbit, activate the full-band data link, and distribute battlefield information to all 'Very Dragon' combat units in real time."

"Our... 'hunt', has begun."