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

The moment the scarred man's voice fell.

In the elegant private room on the second floor of the izakaya, the air seemed to freeze in an instant.

Yuan Jun's handsome face, which turned red with anger, was stunned.

For the first time, a trace of uncontrollable astonishment flashed across Ito Hirobumi's narrow eyes, which always looked gloomy and deep.

The other few old aristocrats, who also came from prominent families but had long since become homeless, all stopped drinking to drown their sorrows.

Everyone's eyes were as if drawn by a magnet, fixed on the man with a hideous scar on his face, who looked out of place in this elegant box.

"revenge?"

Ito slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, his voice as low and full of doubt as always.

"Onitsuka-kun, I admit that you are the most skilled swordsman and the most fearless samurai I have ever seen."

"But what we're dealing with now aren't a few street thugs, or even those fat-headed American soldiers from the past."

"But, Dragon Country."

"It was that monster that, in a way we can't even comprehend, was able to easily send the Great Sakura Empire's most proud combined fleet, along with our last hope, to the bottom of the sea."

"What will you use to seek revenge?"

"Just because of the Muramasa you're so proud of in your hand?"

Hearing this question full of distrust and ridicule, the scarred man known as "Onizuka" was not angry at all.

Instead, he slowly took out something from his arms.

It was a small bottle made of dark green glass, only the size of a palm.

The bottle was half filled with a viscous, translucent liquid.

And right in that liquid, a mass that looked like some kind of genetic spiral structure was quietly suspended.

But, it is not static.

It was slowly wriggling as if it had a life of its own.

An indescribable, creepy and evil aura emanated from the small glass bottle.

"what is this?"

Yuanjun subconsciously moved back and asked with a frown.

"Good stuff." A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Onitsuka's face.

He placed the vial gently in the center of the table.

"This is a 'gift' from a friend at the CIA."

"CIA?" Ito Hirobumi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"You've all heard about the recent border conflict between the 'Bear Eagle Alliance', right?"

Onizuka didn't answer him directly, but asked back.

Everyone nodded.

The unilateral massacre directed by the mysterious "Zhendan Heavenly Army" of the Dragon Kingdom has now spread to the ears of all the upper-class forces in the world through various secret channels.

"Then you should also be aware of those biological weapons known as 'Brutal Orcs', right?"

Everyone nodded again.

"Those things," Onitsuka said slowly, pointing to the small bottle on the table that was still slightly squirming, "were transformed using the technology contained in the bottle of potion in front of us."

These words, like a silent bomb, exploded in everyone's heart.

Everyone present, including Ito Hirobumi, who had always appeared the calmest, involuntarily stepped back suddenly.

It was as if what was placed on the low table was not a glass bottle, but a bomb that could explode at any time.

They were afraid that they would accidentally touch the bottle of potion filled with ominousness and evil.

"CIA...CIA people, what are you going to do with this thing?!"

For the first time, Ito's voice showed obvious fluctuations.

His narrow eyes were fixed on Guizhong, as if he was examining a devil who was about to drag everyone into hell.

"It's very simple." Onitsuka seemed very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his cracked lips, like a poisonous snake finding its prey.

"Do you all still remember what happened in that little town called 'Raccoon City' six months ago?"

Everyone nodded in silence again.

The consequences of the tragedy, which was characterized as a "large-scale biological and chemical agent leak" in official reports.

To this day, it remains a taboo topic that is tightly covered up by the American government.

"Then, this bottle of potion is responsible."

"According to my friends at the CIA, the number of humans who can be successfully transformed into 'Brutal Orcs' using this drug is actually very, very small."

"Only the 'elite' with the strongest will and the strongest body have a slight chance of being able to endure it."

"And most ordinary people, after being injected with, or rather, 'infected' with, this drug, will completely collapse because their bodies cannot withstand the violent genetic modification."

"Their sanity will be completely destroyed. Their bodies will be completely different."

"They will become a being with only an extreme desire for flesh and blood..."

“—Zombies.”

The corner of Onitsuka's mouth curled up into an extremely ferocious arc.

"And the task given to me by the CIA is to pour this stuff into the Kyoto water plant."

"Let it flow along with the water, into every home, every shop, and every person's stomach in Kyoto."

"Let the events of Raccoon City unfold in this ancient capital with a history of thousands of years..."

“—Repeat!”

"Crazy...you're crazy!"

Yuanjun couldn't bear to listen any longer.

All the color drained from his handsome face, and he pointed at Guizhong and roared in a trembling voice.

In the box, the other old nobles were also completely frightened by this vicious plan.

It’s not that they haven’t thought about revenge.

But the revenge they imagined was to assassinate the garrison general of the Dragon Kingdom, to detonate bombs on the streets, and to launch an "armed uprising" that was glorious but doomed to fail.

But they never dreamed that Onizuka's plan was to turn the entire Kyoto into a hell on earth composed of zombies and monsters!

You know, Raccoon City is called a city, but in fact its population is only a few hundred thousand people.

In the Land of Sakura, it is at best just a slightly larger country town.

And what about Kyoto?

It is the thousand-year-old capital of the Sakura Country and is now the actual administrative and economic center.

This place accommodates nearly one-third of the population of the entire Sakura Country.

That’s nearly… 20 million living lives!

If they really released this damn potion...

The disaster scene that resulted...

Just thinking about it made them feel like their hearts were about to stop beating out of great fear.

By then, the entire Sakura Country will probably become an eternal scorched earth filled with wailing and death.

No.

No.

Absolutely not!

No matter how much they hated the common people who "betrayed" the emperor and turned to please the Dragon people.

But they never thought of "punishing" them in this way.

"Onitsuka-kun, this...this thing can't be done!"

An elderly noble stood up tremblingly, his voice filled with tears.

"If we really do this, then, then there will probably be no more Yamato people in this world..."

"Besides, this is 20 million people..."

Hearing this weak exhortation full of womanly kindness.

The last bit of patience on Onitsuka's scarred face completely disappeared.

He stood up suddenly!

"Snapped!"

He slapped the elderly noble hard in the face!

The huge force caused the latter to stagger and fall awkwardly on the tatami.

"coward!"

There was a raging fire in Guizuka's one eye. He pointed at the old man who was still trembling on the ground and all the "comrades" around him who were frightened into silence, and roared!

"Don't you understand yet?!"

"Those untouchables! The moment they chose to kneel down and lick the toes of those 'Chinese', they were no longer Yamato people!"

"They, like those Dragon people, are only fit to be crushed into pulp under our feet... non-humans!"

"Deal with these untouchables, deal with these traitors! Use the most brutal methods! Make them pay the most painful price for their betrayal in endless pain and wailing!"

"The Yamato people?"

He sneered disdainfully.

"Since when did our Yamato nation need to rely on a bunch of untouchables who only know how to wag their tails and beg for mercy to survive?!"

"As long as we, the true elites with the noblest bloodlines, are preserved, that will be enough!"

His words, filled with a crazy sense of racial superiority, sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

Then, he looked at this group of "companions" who had been completely frightened by him, and threw out the last and most deadly bait.

"Besides, do you think this is just pure revenge?"

"Do not."

"My friends at the CIA have already made a promise to me."

"As long as we agree to do this for them, they will immediately provide each of us here with 10 million US dollars!"

"And a luxurious villa with a private beach on the west coast of California."

"At the same time, they will also take advantage of this huge chaos created by our own hands at the appropriate time to help us return to Sakura Country."

He looked at the group of "downtrodden nobles" in front of him who had already lost all their wealth and status under the high-pressure policy of the Dragon Kingdom, and even had a hard time maintaining a good appearance.

He slowly revealed a ferocious smile that was full of bewitching power.

"Help us regain everything we have lost!"

Ten million US dollars.

West Coast luxury homes.

And...the hope of becoming a superior person again.

These words, like red-hot irons, were deeply branded into the hearts of everyone present.

So, after Onitsuka said to just write.

In the eyes of their fallen nobles, which had originally avoided the view out of fear.

The flames of "greed" began to burn uncontrollably again...