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

On the dock.

The salty and humid sea breeze, mixed with the smell of diesel and rusty steel, could not cover up the hot breath that was intertwined with excitement and greed, almost condensing into substance.

The Eagle Commander stood in front of rows of "Mad Orcs" who had just been unloaded from the transport ship and were still in a sleeping state.

Behind him stood a large group of senior generals from both the Eagle Sauce and the Russian Bear.

Their faces were filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

An officer in charge of counting walked quickly to the commander-in-chief.

The report in his hand trembled slightly with excitement.

"Report... Report to the Commander-in-Chief! The total has been counted!"

His words stuttered with excitement.

"This time, the 'Sample No. 1' donated by our great ally Comrade Mao Xiong, totals... a total of 10,000 people!"

Ten thousand people.

This is not a simple number.

Instead, they are ten thousand mobile killing fortresses that are not afraid of death and possess unmatched power.

This number, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's ears!

The smile on the face of the Eagle Sauce Commander-in-Chief suddenly became extremely bright.

His eyes, which had seemed a little cloudy due to days of hard work, rekindled the long-lost light.

"good, very good!"

He immediately ordered to return to the Pentagon as quickly as possible.

In the huge underground war command room that had witnessed countless times of humiliation and impotent rage.

He stood before all the officers and delivered a passionate speech full of incitement and revenge.

"Gentlemen!"

The President stood in front of the podium, and his image was transmitted simultaneously to the command center of every aircraft carrier and every overseas military base through the highest level of confidentiality lines.

"Once upon a time, we were the beacon of this planet! The undisputed city on the hill!"

"Our will is the order of the world!"

"But now! Those yellow-skinned pagans, those inferior races from the East, have used despicable means to tarnish our glory! They have deprived us of our dignity! They have brought shame upon us!"

"It has cast a shameful shadow on the glory of the entire Anglo-Saxon world!"

"But today! Today! We will take back everything we lost with our own hands!"

"Our allies, the great Mao Bear nation, have brought us God's messenger!"

"And our scientists have given these messengers the wings of revenge!"

"Now, this unstoppable and invincible army composed of 10,000 'Chosen Ones' has been assembled!"

"I command! Operation 'Horn of Doom' officially begins! Let this army of divine retribution flatten Pennsylvania! Tear apart all enemies who dare to resist us!"

"Use their blood and wailing to rewash the glory of our city on the hilltop!"

"This time, we will not only recapture the lost territory, but we will also destroy their capital!"

"We must let the people of Dragon Country know who is the true master of this planet!"

……

Soon, at the border between the United States and Pennsylvania.

The war, which had just subsided for three months, was ignited again.

However, this time, the battle presented a strange style that was completely different from the previous ones from the very beginning.

This time, what rushed to the front was no longer a torrent made of steel and tracks, but a black wave of death made up of flesh, blood and roars.

Tens of thousands of wild orcs, like evil spirits released from hell, charged towards Pennsylvania's defense line with steps that were enough to make the earth tremble.

The Pennsylvania side seemed to have thoroughly learned the bloody lesson from the last time.

They no longer sent any conventional armored forces to engage in meaningless head-on collisions with these "monsters".

Instead, there are endless unmanned war machines commanded by "Nuwa".

Countless "Hummingbird" unmanned attack aircraft with a wingspan of less than one meter fell from the sky like a swarm of black locusts.

They dropped high-explosive incendiary bombs onto the ground, trying to use a sea of ​​fire to stop the orcs' advance.

On the ground, thousands of "Xiaotian" four-legged robots, which look like metal hounds, emerged from every corner with flexible and swift steps.

The small-caliber machine guns and micro-missiles carried on their backs provided saturation fire coverage to the charging orcs.

At that moment, the battlefield turned into a doomsday symphony composed of explosions, flames, metal fragments and the wailing of flesh and blood.

However, these unmanned attacks are enough to terrify any army in conventional warfare.

In the face of the tough, fearless and ferocious orc army, the results achieved were minimal.

Seeing this scene, in the joint command headquarters in the rear, the Russian General Malinov, who was in charge of commanding this operation, and the American generals beside him, all showed contemptuous and sarcastic smiles.

"Is this Dragon Country's 'high technology'?"

Malinov held a glass of vodka, pointed at the robot dogs on the screen that were easily torn to pieces by the orcs, and laughed.

"You think you can use these children's toys to fight against our great 'Olympus Gods'?"

"I think they are simply trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, overestimating their own capabilities!"

Sure enough, on the screen, there were seemingly endless lines of defense made up of unmanned mechanical groups.

They were soon torn apart by the wild orcs' unreasonable large numbers and terrifying individual strength.

However, just as Malinov was about to give the order to the Wild Orc Legion to advance straight ahead and completely crush the Pennsylvania defense line.

A weapon that instantly froze the smile on his face appeared again at the end of the horizon.

They are those ghost-like "Qilin" tanks equipped with electromagnetic guns.

Their appearance was like a basin of cold water poured over Malinov's head, which was hot with victory.

"It's that thing..."

The voice of an American general clearly contained a hint of fear.

"Why are you panicking?" Malinov said firmly, even though his heart was tense. "We are well prepared!"

He suddenly gave an order into the communicator.

"Launch the 'Aegis' plan!"

Following his orders.

In the sky, several huge transport planes opened their rear doors.

Hundreds of huge tower shields made of several tons of titanium alloy, like those used by ancient heavy infantry phalanxes, were dropped from the air accurately in front of the orcs.

Those wild orcs seemed to have undergone special training.

They roared, and in groups of two, they easily lifted the huge shields weighing several tons, forming an impenetrable, moving steel wall that gleamed with cold metallic light.

"boom!"

The first electromagnetic cannon shell arrived as expected.

The blue beam that was powerful enough to penetrate everything, at the moment it hit the giant titanium alloy shield, erupted into a huge and dazzling fireball. The power was like a small nuclear bomb exploding in front of the formation.

The two orcs holding shields, along with the shields in their hands, were completely vaporized in an instant.

But their companions behind them were only knocked back a few steps by the huge shock wave and did not suffer any fatal injuries.

Sure enough, in front of these giant titanium alloy shields specially designed to counter electro-kinetic weapons, the penetrating power that "Qilin" was proud of was greatly weakened.

After paying the heavy sacrifice of nearly a thousand people.

The Great Wall of Death, made of flesh, blood, and steel, finally rushed to the front of the "Qilin" tanks.

Then, countless orcs rushed forward like mad dogs.

They smashed the "Qilin" tanks, which were like tin cans in their eyes, into pieces...