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"Your Excellency the Minister of Defense!"

Radamanthys bit his lip, resisting the urge to agree immediately, and then slowly said:

"As a great general of the United States, money is not my only driving force. I need to consider not only money, but also my honor and responsibility."

"I deeply admire your noble sentiments!"

Mitsui nodded slightly, smiled knowingly and said: "To express our respect for you, our country is willing to pay another 5000 US dollars in labor fees.

And for the air force soldiers from the United States who participate in the operation tonight, we will have a reward of $10 to $100 million.

If the performance is outstanding, there will be even higher bonuses waiting for the returning Eagle Sauce Warriors.”

Radamanthys' eyebrows raised, his lips pursed tightly, occasionally biting them, and his breathing was deep, and every breath seemed to inhale more determination and exhale more hesitation.

He stared at the calm Mitsui with sharp and deep eyes, and his expression slowly turned firm, and he said:

"I can promise you, but for the sake of caution and to avoid being caught by Daxia, the F-22 must not be sent out. We can only send the F-15C/D, which is the same model as your country.

Furthermore, all the fighter planes that are sent out must be repainted in your country’s colors to avoid being discovered by Daxia.”

"no problem!"

Mitsui agreed without hesitation, with a sly smile on his face.

"Another point."

Radamanthys then added: "The money you promised must be received before the operation begins... Otherwise, I will not give the order."

"make a deal!"

Mitsui stood up with a smile on his face and bowed slightly: "Don't worry, Lieutenant General, I will deal with this matter immediately and make sure you are satisfied."

Walking out of the Eagle Sauce Garrison Headquarters Building, Mitsui's face turned stern, and he said to the driver in a deep voice:

"To the Foreign Minister's residence."

……

The Foreign Minister’s official residence.

When Mitsui walked into the office, Teng Yuan immediately stood up from his desk, with a hint of anxiety on his face, and asked: "How is it, did Radamanthys agree?"

"Money can make a fool of himself."

Mitsui smiled, with a hint of ferocity on his face: "Everything is as you and I expected. Under the temptation of 1 million US dollars, Radamanthys agreed to cooperate with our army's operation tonight."

"Yoshi! Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mitsui."

Teng Yuan's face flashed a sly smile, his eyes flashed with a fox-like cunning light, and he said proudly: "With less than 200 million US dollars, we can tie the Eagle Sauce to our chariot... General Mitsui, how do you think we should let Daxia know this news?"

Mitsui smiled sinisterly and said, "It's very simple. As long as the Eagle Sauce Air Force is dispatched, we will have someone notify the Daxia ambassador..."

Fujiwara looked sad and sighed, "It's a pity that the air force officers and soldiers who attacked our country this time are destined to die."

"Mr. Foreign Minister, this is the tragedy of a weak country!"

A trace of coldness flashed across Mitsui's face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, telling a cruel fact: "

In the game between the great powers, we have become cannon fodder. The Eagle Sauce broke its promise and caused our combined fleet to suffer a devastating disaster... The Prime Minister is still in a coma, General Matsushita and tens of thousands of soldiers were buried in the sea, and we are now in a difficult situation...

We can all tolerate this, but the unreliable commander-in-chief actually sent a security adviser to fly secretly to Daxia... This is a betrayal of us.

We must fight back and cause a conflict between the Eagle Sauce and Daxia. Only in this way will our position be valued by the Eagle Sauce. "

Mitsui's words revealed a deep determination, his eyes flashing with determination, and he continued:

“…Only when conflicts arise between major powers can we find space for survival and opportunities for rise in the cracks.

A woman's softness will only make the chicken lose its dignity forever and become a puppet of the big country. "

"General Mitsui, you are right!"

Fujiwara said with a solemn look and a firm gaze:

“The rise of Daxia has indeed brought great changes to the entire East Asia region, and the world situation has become confusing.

However, this is also a rare opportunity. As long as we can make good use of this opportunity, turn a disaster into a good thing, and force Daxia and Yingjiang into a life-and-death struggle... then we can find a ray of hope in a desperate situation."

He paused and continued, "Therefore, although those brave soldiers who attacked tonight died heroically, they are all heroes of Jiaobenji. Their heroic spirits will surely protect us and lead us to victory under the protection of the Ghost Society."

"Mr. Teng Yuan, now that everything has been discussed, we should split up and start preparing for the next plan."

Mitsui stood up, bowed slightly, and said in a heavy tone: "For the future of Foot Basin Chicken, we must have the determination to cut off our own arms."

"Well, as long as we work together, the Land of the Rising Sun will surely dominate Asia and East Asia again and get rid of Eagle Sauce's control."

After Teng Yuan finished speaking, he returned Mitsui's bow.

"Farewell!"

Mitsui stopped hesitating, nodded heavily, and left the Foreign Minister's residence.