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

The Eagle Sauce's leader, a man known for his toughness, was like a child who had lost all his toys. He put his hands in his sparse hair, stared blankly at the polished mahogany table in front of him, and muttered unconsciously to himself:

"Impossible... This is impossible... Our Apocalypse... Our force field shield..."

"That's... that's the final product of our Western civilization..."

On the other side of the video, Joseph's heart was also in turmoil.

He knows better than anyone how powerful "Apocalypse" and "Force Field Shield" are.

That was the ultimate killer weapon he had secretly developed with all the national strength to counter the rise of the Dragon Kingdom!

It is his trump card to maintain the last dignity and glory of the Russian bear!

He had imagined countless times how this invincible iron army would crush the Dragon Kingdom's army in a decisive battle in the future, and make the whole world remember the majesty of the Russian bear again.

But now, this trump card that he had hidden the deepest was easily cracked by someone in a way that he could not understand at all when it was revealed for the first time.

In fact, it can't even be considered a crack. It's more like a... dimensionality reduction attack by higher organisms on lower organisms, full of humor...

An unprecedented suspicion enveloped everyone present.

They are the top elites in their respective countries and stand at the top of the world's power pyramid.

They have been instilled with the concept of "Manifest Destiny" since childhood and firmly believe that they are God's favorites and the beacon of human civilization.

But today, reality gave them the loudest slap in the face.

Is it...

An idea, like a poisonous weed, was growing wildly in the minds of the highest authorities in Washington and Moscow.

Could it be that after all our hard work, we have only been making things easier for others?

Could it be that the Dragon Kingdom is the one that God truly favors?

And we... are just abandoned pawns used to test them?

This kind of shaking in the foundation of faith is far more fatal than a military defeat.

There was dead silence, and I don’t know how long it lasted.

In the end, it was the Eagle Sauce leader who could no longer tolerate this depressing atmosphere that was enough to drive people crazy.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes looking at the equally silent man on the screen, and broke the silence with a dry, almost pleading voice.

"Sir Joseph, now that things have come to this, what should we do next?"

He placed particular emphasis on the word "we".

This was his last struggle, trying to tie the Russians and the American hawks back to the sinking ship.

Hearing this question, Joseph's lips moved, but he found that he didn't know what to say.

What to do? What else can he do?

His strongest trump card has been used up. Does he have to lead the Russian regular troops to fight against that mythical weapon?

The whole world seemed to be stuck in an unsolvable deadlock.

However, at this moment.

The man who had been standing quietly in the shadows behind Joseph like a statue—the man code-named "Perseus," known as the KGB's most powerful and mysterious ace agent in history—slowly took a step forward.

He leaned over and whispered something in Joseph's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

No one knows what he said.

But everyone present clearly saw that after hearing the whisper, Joseph's eyes, which were originally dull and full of death, suddenly flashed with a terrifying gleam like a hungry wolf on the ice field!

His back, which had been bent due to the crushing defeat, slowly straightened.

The dejection and despair on his face were replaced by a colder expression in just a few seconds.

He regained the initiative.

He raised his eyes, his gaze passing through the screen, straight at the bewildered face of the Eagle Sauce Commander.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a chilling and sarcastic arc.

He spoke slowly, his words were calm, but like a poisoned scalpel, he accurately cut through the hypocritical cloak of the alliance and then stabbed fiercely into the heart of the Eagle Sauce.

"Mr. President," he said slowly, "what should be done now...this is not something you should ask me."

He leaned forward slightly and asked word by word:

"But I should... ask you, right?"

Upon hearing this, the Eagle Sauce President was stunned.

At this moment, the face that was distorted by defeat and fear showed a pure, dazed confusion.

He seemed not to understand what Joseph said, and seemed to be subconsciously delaying time.

He looked around at the parliament members in the conference room who all had equally puzzled expressions on their faces, then returned his gaze to the screen and asked in a tone that was clearly lacking in confidence.

"Ask me? I...what can I say?"

As soon as he said it, he immediately regretted it.

This rhetorical question sounds like a weak excuse made by someone who has been caught with something wrong.

Sure enough, on the other side of the screen, the sarcastic curve on Joseph's face widened.

"Mr. President," Joseph's words were calm and clear, but every word was like a poisoned steel needle, accurately piercing the nerves of the highest power center of the Eagle Sauce. "Don't think I don't know."

He tilted his head slightly, as if looking at the shadow beside him, or as if recalling something.

"Don't you have a... 'Area 51'?"

When the word "Area 51" was uttered lightly by Joseph, the entire underground conference room of the Pentagon instantly fell into a silence that was even more dead than before, almost frozen.

If we say that the previous disastrous defeat only made these high-ranking officials of the Eagle Sauce feel despair and humiliation.

Now, what they felt was a more naked feeling, with their secrets completely exposed to the enemy... horror and fear.

District 51!

That is the biggest secret of the Eagle Sauce in maintaining its technological hegemony after the war!

It is the deepest and most untouchable core of the entire country!

This furry bear, how...how could he know?!

The commander-in-chief's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant.

The color on his face drained away completely, his lips moved unconsciously, but he couldn't utter a single word...