Chapter 533: A Heavy Price

The landing of the British task force to strike the main force of the detachment, the "Coventry", "Zealous" and "Broadsword" almost instantly became a fireball and completely lost its combat effectiveness, so that the defense of the fleet, which was originally like a giant hedgehog, suddenly opened the door wide, and the Argentine attack echelon that had bitten the British detachment to the death of the British detachment naturally did not let go of such an opportunity to beat the water dogs, and dived down towards the British warships one after another, and the bombs on the pylons fell on the British warships like raindrops

First, the "Coventry", which lost power, was hit by two 1,000-pound bombs in the ammunition depot under the turret, causing a martyrdom and sinking into the sand, and then the "Zealous" missile frigate, which suffered heavy damage and was sailing slowly, was directly blown up by a heavy bomb and finally sank to the bottom of the sea.

It was followed by the "Broadsword," which was bombed by four A-4B planes in turn and broken in two, and even the "Antelope" missile frigate, which was carrying it to the rescue in tow, was also hit by two heavy bombs and caught fire

In a short period of 15 minutes, the A-4B attack plane of the Argentine Air Force seemed to have destroyed a beautiful girl who had been cold-eyed but now had no power to resist, and used all their resources to ravage her to death, until finally, when the ammunition and food were exhausted and the fuel was in a hurry, the Argentine Air Force's attack echelon reluctantly returned, and at this time, except for one destroyer "Gramorgan," which was covered in bruises, the entire task force landing support detachment was completely wiped out

"Bang dang~~"

When Major General Woodward heard the news, he immediately collapsed into his seat. His stunned eyes stared at the huge and delicate chart in front of him, his head was already a mess, and his heart in his chest was even more painful. A detachment, a whole detachment, and the effort is gone in the blink of an eye.

This is no longer an ordinary failure, but a complete fiasco, even during World War II, the British Royal Navy did not have a record of the total elimination of the main battle fleet, but he Woodward created this "glorious" record that is enough to write into the history of the Royal Navy's shame. This made Woodward's heart twist and even more unacceptable.

However, the facts in front of him made him have to face up to this unchangeable fact, in an instant. He suddenly regretted that he had let the "Invincible" pursue the Argentine patrol plane, that he had underestimated Argentina's combat effectiveness, and that he had even regretted serving as the commander-in-chief of the task force.

Because at this moment. He has in his hands clear evidence of the use of anti-ship missiles by Argentina. It was not France's "Exocet," still less the American "whaling fork," but an anti-ship missile that was very similar to these two, and it was with this missile that the Argentines used to sink the "Sheffield," bury the "Atlantic Transporter," and even deal a life-changing blow when the landing support strike squadron was retreating, and finally sent the entire detachment to the bottom of the sea

"If you could have taken Drake's intelligence at the time, if you had been able to be vigilant when the Sheffield was sunk. If we had calmly analyzed the raid on the Atlantic Transporter, perhaps none of this would have happened."

Woodward's mind was constantly haunted by what ifs. Because he has not been warned, but because of his pride and self-confidence, he threw these warnings into the trash, and in the end he could only end up thinking about what ifs, of course, he knew that there was no "if" in this world, and in the end he could only swallow the bitter fruit that he didn't want to eat the most

"General!"

I don't know how long later, Woodward's ears heard the voice of the chief of staff of the fleet, which relieved him a little from the painful torment, and the chief of staff saw that Woodward was awake and hurriedly asked:

"The rescue detachment sent a telegram asking for help, but there were too many officers and soldiers in need of help, and they couldn't cope with it at all."

"Send more ships to reinforce you!" Woodward, who had regained his senses, said in the affirmative, but the chief of staff did not immediately convey Woodward's order, but continued with an embarrassed face:

"The addition should be added, but "

Woodward was well aware of the Chief of Staff's concerns, but as a veteran of the battlefield who had dealt with the Argentine for a few rounds, he was well aware of his opponent's style of action, so he said in a firm tone:

"We're just saving people, not going to war, the Argentines should understand!"

"I see!" the chief of staff responded, and then frowned twice: "And there is London, how should we report? Our losses this day are too great, I'm afraid London won't be able to accept it, so, so do you want to find a proper reason?"

"No!" When the chief of staff's voice gradually fell, he waved his hand weakly, and then said expressionlessly: "Just report according to the real situation!"

After speaking, Woodward closed his eyes, the whole person seemed to be more than ten years old, even the wrinkles on his face were unconsciously deepened a lot, and his spirit was even more depressed like an old man who was close to old age, and continued weakly to the chief of staff:

"Alright, George, I'll leave the rest to you, I want to be quiet, quiet."

"I want to be quiet!"

This sentence was not only said bitterly by Woodward, but also his old opponent hundreds of kilometers away, Lieutenant General Messi, chief of staff of the Argentine Air Force, also said the same sentence to his staff officers at the same time, and then closed the office door, completely isolating the cheers of victory celebration outside, and the long-accumulated tears of sorrow and tears burst out of his eyes like a flood that burst the embankment

Victory, yes, the Argentine Air Force led by Messi has achieved unimaginably brilliant victories, but the world only sees the incomparably brilliant surface, but who knows how many hot-blooded men's lives are poured out of this gorgeous and glamorous coat? No one knows, and they don't want to know. But Lieutenant General Messi, who was the actual commander of this battle, could not be unaware:

"The 1st Squadron lost eight pilots, the 3rd Squadron lost ten, and the escorting Mirage Squadron was better. Only six people were killed, but there was not a single intact aircraft left in the entire squadron."

At present, the first and third squadrons together have only three aircraft available, and the others are basically scrapped and have completely lost their combat effectiveness."

"Report!" The 'Berets' attack group was on its way back to the air, which was hit by a thunderstorm that caused a plane to crash and the pilot Gonzalez to be killed."

"Report!" One of the A-4s in the 'Aries' attack group. The landing gear could not be opened during landing, and although the forced landing was successful, the aircraft was badly damaged. Pilot Riquelme was wounded"

"General Messi, these days, the Devil has changed the A-4 to make too frequent sorties, and basically all of them are ultra-low-altitude high-speed flights that damage the life of the airframe, resulting in the life of the aircraft that has been greatly reduced due to modification. To add insult to injury. According to the ground support report just now, the rivets have fallen off and cracked at the connection between the electronic cabin and the fuselage at the rear of the two planes, and the overall situation is not optimistic."

At this moment, Lieutenant General Messi's mind is constantly contemplating all kinds of reports, each of which is the fall of a living life, each of which is the loss of a valuable resource, and each of which is a reduction in the potential for war, and indeed, he has won this time. But can he guarantee victory in the whole war?

The 4th Squadron was completely annihilated, and the 1st and 3rd Squadrons were disabled. The second and fifth squadrons are all old-fashioned planes that are unusable, and even the magic A-4, which can be called a trump card, is about to die, and in the face of the next war, Lieutenant General Messi has no available soldiers in his hands

"A momentary victory is just a consolation for the soul, and only the one who has the last laugh is the king who dominates everything!"

Lieutenant General Messi looked at the portrait of the Virgin Mary hanging in his office, muttering to himself, like a prayer, but more like an indescribable prophecy, tears still lingering, weeping for the lost warriors, and even more for the bleak future of Argentina

In this way, I don't know how long it took, Lieutenant General Messi wiped away the tears on his face, looked at the slowly falling sunset, and his soft gaze became firm again, because he knew that when the sun rose again, the horn of war would sound again, no matter how many troops were left, he would resolutely go into battle and fight until the last one:

"We'll keep it up!"

Looking at the sunset, which was already bright, Lieutenant General Messi made a solemn oath, and in the Prime Minister's residence at 10 Downing Street in London, Mrs. Thatcher, known as the "Iron Lady", said this ending sentence very sonorously and forcefully in front of the camera lens that was being broadcast live.

But the moment the live broadcast camera of the TV speech was moved away from No. 10 Downing Street, Margaret Thatcher collapsed on the sofa like a machine that had lost power for a day, and in the past ten hours, because of the unprecedented fiasco of the British task force, Margaret Thatcher suffered the most serious crisis of confidence since taking office.

To this end, she acted like a high-speed machine to quell disputes within the party, debate with the Labour Party and other opposition parties at home, visit and comfort the families of British soldiers who had fallen in battle, make various speeches to boost the morale and morale of the British people, and give relevant interviews to explain her hard-line views.

After a series of political tricks and appropriate measures, Mrs. Thatcher finally calmed down the turbulent undercurrent temporarily, but she also knew that this was only a temporary subsidence, if this undercurrent recurred, even if God came to the world, there was nothing to be done, thinking of this, Mrs. Thatcher weakly rubbed her temples that were a little painful.

But at this moment, a personal adviser walked over quickly, whispered a few words to her, and then handed over a confidential document that had just been received, Mrs. Thatcher took the document, only glanced at it, straightened up her limp body, and then ordered urgently:

"I'm going to see Lord Atkins from MI6 right away" (To be continued. )

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