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

The image gradually emerged.

The image shows a dimly lit room that looks like a medieval dungeon.

On the wall hangs a huge double-headed eagle, which is staring at the east and west at the same time with its sharp eyes.

A man wearing the uniform of a senior KGB general, with a thin face and eyes as sharp as an eagle, sat upright behind a mahogany desk.

"Andropov."

Mr. Lu whispered the name beside him.

Fang Yu's pupils shrank slightly.

Yuri Vladimirovich Andropov, the fifth chairman of the KGB.

The steely hardliner who was later praised as "Su Guangzong" by many Mao Zedong nostalgics.

He is praised as a person who, if he could live a few more years, might be able to pull the Russian bear back on track from its out-of-control track and prevent the Russian bear from splitting.

How could he appear... in this way?

On the screen, Andropov did not speak.

He just turned on the switch of another player next to him with an expressionless face.

A new video was inserted.

The shooting environment of that video was even darker and bloodier.

The camera was shaking violently, as if it was a candid shot.

In the picture, there are countless petri dishes that look like huge glass jars.

And in that turbid, bubbling culture medium, there were some... twisted, painful... creatures that could not be described in words.

Some of them have human bodies but the heads of wild beasts.

Some looked like blocks of flesh and blood that had been randomly pieced together, with countless arms and legs extending from an unformed tumor, still twitching unconsciously.

What’s even more terrifying is that in some petri dishes, there are living, conscious people.

Their bodies were connected to countless thick tubes, and some unknown, fluorescent liquid was being forcibly injected into their bodies.

The camera zooms in, and you can clearly see their facial features distorted beyond recognition due to extreme pain, and you can hear suppressed, beast-like, shrill howls and pleas coming from outside the screen.

“No… please… kill me… kill me! Ah——!”

A man who was injected with a green liquid, his body began to swell and deform wildly at a speed that violated common sense of physiology.

His skin cracked and his muscle tissue grew uncontrollably.

Finally, with a dull bang, his entire chest exploded and turned into a pool of blurred flesh and blood.

"Success... Sample B-7, muscle growth efficiency... increased by 600%..."

A man wearing the uniform of an American military scientist ignored the bloody scene and just indifferently wrote down a string of data on the recording board in his hand.

"Bring up the next... Subject C-1."

Seeing this scene, even the old marshals in the conference room who had experienced hundreds of battles and crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood could not help but turn pale.

Some even subconsciously clenched their fists, their knuckles cracking from the excessive force.

"Bastards! These beasts!" A hot-tempered general slammed the table and cursed in a low voice.

The image continues.

Soon, Andropov's stern face reappeared on the screen.

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be making his final confession and statement to an invisible audience.

"Hello, fellow Dragon Nation comrades."

"What you just saw is the highest-level secret plan of the Bear Eagle Alliance, codenamed 'Olympus'."

"The locations are respectively at Area 51 in the US and the secret base of Novaya Zemlya in Russia."

"As you can see, the core of this plan is to use the incomplete genetic modification technology we obtained from the 'Relics of God' to mass-produce so-called 'super soldiers'."

Then, in extremely concise language, he roughly recounted what they had seen and heard in Area 51, about the "Anunnaki", the "Mythological Age", the "Great Flood", and the shocking secrets that were enough to subvert the entire world history.

His voice was calm and indifferent, yet it was like an ice knife, scraping the nerves of everyone present.

When they heard that "humans were created as tools", everyone present showed disbelief on their faces, a complex expression mixed with humiliation and anger.

Finally, when everything was narrated, a trace of...an expression full of idealist's grief and indignation finally appeared on Andropov's face.

“Comrades,”

His voice became sad.

"Comrades of Dragon Country, Joseph... has gone completely crazy."

"After the disastrous defeat in Pennsylvania, instead of reflecting on it, he blamed all the failures on the 'mortal bodies' of our Russian warriors, who were not strong enough."

"So, he accepted Eagle Sauce's proposal and opened the most forbidden Pandora's Box that we found in the Anunnaki ruins."

"He used prisoners of war, political prisoners, and even our own loyal soldiers who he considered 'less than perfect' to conduct these inhumane experiments."

He wanted to create a legion of 'super soldiers' who were insensitive to pain, fearless, absolutely obedient, and able to tear apart the enemy like wild beasts.

A deep, unconcealable pain and disgust flashed in Andropov's eyes.

"He has become unscrupulous in his pursuit of the illusory supremacy of Blue Star!"

"It has completely deviated from the lofty ideals and spirit we pledged when we established this Red Front, which was to fight for the liberation of all mankind."

"He is no longer the leader we once admired who led the people to victory."

"He... turned into a monster."

"A monster even more terrifying than those...things he's creating."

He paused for a long time, as if he had used up all his strength, before slowly raising his head.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the screen, staring straight at everyone in the conference room.

"So, comrades of Dragon Nation!"

"Whether it's for the common future of our humanity or for... maintaining the last shred of dignity of our Red Front."

"I must tell you the truth about this matter!"

"Comrades from Dragon Country..."

"Get ready."

"Because, the day this inhuman army, armed with demons, steps out of its cage..."

"That would be... the end of us all."

Videotape, finished playing.

The screen returned to darkness again.

The entire conference room fell into a long, deathly silence.

Only the cigarette between the chief's fingers was still burning silently and persistently.