"Mr. Marshal, I repeat, this is not a question of whether it is rigorous or not, but a matter of whether we can seize the opportunity, the battlefield is changing rapidly, fleeting, and now the opportunity is in front of us, we should give it a go without hesitation!"

In the special cabin of the fleet commander in the middle of the British task force flagship "Athletic", Rear Admiral Woodward, the commander of the task force, his face was swollen red, his eyes contained a strong fire, and even the breath exhaled from his nostrils carried the heat that evaporated everything.

The whole person is like a big bomb that is about to reach a critical point, as long as it touches a little spark, it will explode violently, but even so, the words he said to the telephone receiver did not have the slightest hint of catching fire and exploding, but like a child who wanted to get a toy, he was struggling to ask for permission from adults, full of restraint and helplessness.

However, Rear Admiral Woodward's restraint and pleading did not receive the sympathy of Marshal Lewin, the First Sea Secretary and Chief of Staff of the Royal Navy in London, on the other end of the phone, but said in a tone of a teacher educating his students:

"Sir, please remember that this is a war, not a game, and not a random gamble, and we have paid for your rashness with a destroyer worth $200 million!"

"I admit that the sinking of 'Sheffield' has my unshirkable responsibility!"

Woodward's face had turned red to blue, the veins on his forehead were popping, and his hand on the table was clenched into a fist, so that he crumpled the materials he had just been presented into a hard ball of paper, but Woodward still maintained the most basic restraint. Sort of a last-ditch effort:

"But the sinking of a warship should not be deterred, and now we have arrived at the front line with the 'Sea Harrier' enough for the fleet's anti-aircraft patrols, and the Vulcan bombers from Agención have also blown up the Argentine fortifications in the Frank Islands. And the whole of Argentina has been completely bewildered by the feints of our army in the past few days, and now is the best time to take thunderous measures and capture the Frank Islands in one fell swoop."

"No!" Marshal Lewn did not wait for Woodward to finish his words, and then rejected him mercilessly, leaving no room for manoeuvre between words:

"It's too risky to do that, so you still have to follow the plan of action that the Royal Navy General Staff has given you!"

Listening to Luin's words, Woodward couldn't hold back any longer. It completely broke out: "The plan formulated by the General Staff of the Royal Navy is no different from the shrinking turtle, the Royal Navy is a military branch that advocates attack, not a coward who can only dodge!"

"That's also much better than sending a warship close to the Argentine coast to carry out a vigilance mission. Do you want to turn all warships into 'Sheffield'?"

"It's okay not to send warships on alert, you give me early warning planes, carrier-based early warning planes, do we have them? No. That's all there is to do. There is no courage to fight, what kind of battle is there to fight!"

"Mr. Major General, please pay attention to the attitude of your speech, anyway, no matter what, you must carry out the orders given to you by the Royal Staff!"

"Bang~~~"

At the moment when Field Marshal Lein hung up the phone in resentment, Woodward's clenched fist slammed into the desk in front of him, causing all the coffee on it to spill out and wet a large piece of paper. But Woodward didn't care, his eyes like falcons. A cold light flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"This damn old guy, the courage is all for **** to eat, be cautious, be cautious, and be fucking cautious, the Frank Islands will completely become a meal on the plate of the Argentine, the guy who has no guts, I really don't know what he is doing when he lives so old!"

"Of course I'm going to do ****!" Woodward's angry words had just finished speaking, and the middle-aged officer, who was sitting on the sofa and had never said a word, suddenly grinned, and then loosened the cold-proof scarf loosely tied around his neck, and a long strip of major general badge appeared in front of him.

And he is none other than the British Army Major General in charge of ground combat command, Jeremy Moore, he and Woodward are not only young men in the British army, but also friends for many years, so when the task force was formed, Woodward recommended Moore to serve as the ground commander, and after getting the approval of Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, he went south with the task force.

After the task force captured South Georgia, it was stationed on the island to train the army and draw up a plan for landing on the Falklands.

"I've told you a long time ago, it's harder to move this old guy to agree than to see God!" Major General Moore shrugged helplessly at Woodward as if he had known the outcome for a long time:

"But what about you, even more stubborn than that old fellow!"

"Then what can I do? Do I really want to disobey orders?"

Woodward's face was resentful, but more helpless, since the sinking of the "Sheffield", he has become the target of public criticism, although under the efforts of Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, he can be regarded as the commander of the task force.

However, the carte blanche authority previously given to the front line was taken away, and it was reduced to the microphone and radio of the Royal Navy General Staff, which was even more uncomfortable for Woodward, who was eager to establish meritorious service and had great ambitions, than killing him, so he would bring his friend Major General Moore, who was also a young man of the British army, to discuss what to do next.

Woodward and Moore were also worthy of being the leaders of the British army's young and strong faction, and soon on the basis of the general plan given by the Royal Navy General Staff to temporarily avoid the Argentine advance, they worked out a combat plan to paralyze the enemy and seek an opportunity to break through.

Seeing this opportune moment, Woodward prepared to launch a surprise attack on the Falklands similar to the capture of South Georgia. It has reached the point of completing the battle, completely taking the Malvinas Islands into the bag, but the tight spell on the head. made him completely lose the right to act independently, although he was very reluctant, but he still grabbed the phone on time to report, but the cruel reality still made him feel dusty!

Woodward's current predicament, Major General Moore knows better than anyone else, looking at the appearance of this friend in the army sighing again and again, Moore also shook his head helplessly. Sitting up straight, he leaned back on the couch again, lit a cigar and took two puffs. He frowned twice, and finally said in a firm tone:

"The current opportunity to attack the Falklands is definitely not to be missed!"

"Yes!" Woodward nodded approvingly.

"I'm sure you've read Colonel Salter's farewell letter, it was two 'Exocets' that hit the 'Sheffield', and if you add the missiles mounted on the three 'Super Army Flags' shot down by our No. 2. The Argentines had all five Exocets in their possession. The only means they can use is to rely on the volley bombing of the 'Skyhawk'.

However, we have just been reinforced with the air combat type 'Sea Harrier', with the anti-aircraft warning radar and anti-aircraft missiles on the combat ships, which is enough to hold up a safe sky, not to mention, the current Argentines have been paralyzed by our previous retreat action, if they kill quickly at this time, they have no chance to resist at all, it's just "

Talking and talking. A wry smile spread across Woodward's face, and there was an irrepressible sadness in his eyes. After a while, he said helplessly:

"It's just that the gentlemen in London are really too cautious, and they are almost cowards!"

"Gentlemen have become cowards, but don't forget, these gentlemen are led by a lady who is as tough as iron!"

"You mean"

Woodward's eyes couldn't help but light up, Woodward is not a stupid person, listening to Moore's words, how can he not understand what this old friend meant, yes, Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher's attitude towards the Falklands has always been extremely tough, although after the sinking of the "Sheffield", for the purpose of uniting internally, made concessions and compromises to Marshal Luin, who is also a Conservative.

Unexpectedly, Marshal Lein and his Royal Navy Chief of Staff led a series of conservative tactics, but Margaret Thatcher was strongly attacked by opposition parties such as the Labour Party, and even the media reprimanded the prime minister for being too weak, as Woodward knew from the daily briefings and the British radio.

Not only that, but he is well versed in Margaret Thatcher's character, and he knows that the Prime Minister at this time must have reached a critical point of outbreak like himself, and if there is a suitable channel to guide it, the result

Thinking of this, Woodward couldn't help but smile in his heart, but then, it dimmed again, because as he was maintained by Margaret Thatcher, he was not qualified to do this channel anyway, since this is the case, what should I do?

Just when Major General Woodward was changing his mood and sorrow, Major General Moore's meaningful smiling face suddenly came into his eyes, seeing this, Woodward's mind suddenly flashed, slammed, slapped the table again, and then shouted excitedly:

"My God! the most suitable person is right in front of me, how am I?"

"You're a fan of the authorities!" Major General Moore replied with a smile, then stood up, came to the desk, grabbed the red phone on it, and said calmly:

"I am the Army Commander Major General Moore, please help me pick up 10 Downing Street, I have something important to report to the Prime Minister"

Half an hour later, the Royal Navy task force suddenly turned in unison, and in the face of the fierce sea wind, rushed towards the Malvinas Islands again (to be continued). )

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