"General Woodward, you have done a very good job this time, I salute you for this glass of wine!" At ten o'clock in the evening, on the huge hangar deck of the British task force's flagship "Athletic", the officers of the task force at all levels gathered together, smiling, and with the joy of victory, the director of the external liaison office of the British MI6 who had just arrived at the Falklands front line with the second echelon, Drake raised a glass full of wine to Rear Admiral Woodward very gentlemanly.

Just one day earlier, on 2 May, under the direct command of Rear Admiral Woodward, commander of the British task force, the aircraft carrier task force with the "Invincible" aircraft carrier as the core, and the destroyer "Sheffield" as bait, successfully introduced all the vengeful Argentine "Super Flag" attack planes into a pre-set trap, and then annihilated them all.

After receiving the news of the victory of the all-annihilating Argentine "Super Banner" fleet, the British General Staff and the wartime cabinet immediately sent a congratulatory telegram to the British task force in the South Atlantic, and sent a telegram to the whole army to commend them.

And Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher handed over all the front-line command to Major General Woodward without reservation, making him the most powerful field commander in Britain since World War II. The Argentine's defeat has begun to be counted in minutes, and the rhetoric of breaking the backbone of the Argentines has been loud for a while.

Either way, such a resounding victory pleased Rear Admiral Woodward, commander of the British task force. So the day after the battle, he couldn't wait to order a celebration party in the hangar of the flagship "Athletic God" in the evening.

Of course, among the invitees, in addition to the officers of all ranks of the task force, there was a mysterious figure who was very different from the military, and this person was none other than the man who had just finished taking care of European affairs. Edward Drake, the head of the external liaison office of the British MI6 who was ordered to come to the task force for intelligence support!

The frequencies and signals of the Exocet missiles in the computers of the British task force were obtained by Drake through secret channels and submitted to the task force. It can be said that the victory on May 2 also had a part to his credit, but even so, because of the scandal that shocked Europe, Schindler's Café bombing, the officers of the task force did not like the MI6 agent who had brought shame on the British Empire. This is especially true of Rear Admiral Woodward, who has the unhonored glory of the Royal Navy in his bones.

So when he saw Drake toasting himself with a wine glass. Woodward's originally enthusiastic face was like a cold snap, condensed with a thick layer of frost, and his smile was full of endless mockery and contempt, and then he raised the wine in his hand very gentlemanly, and touched the glass with Drake very chicly, but after the two glasses intersected, he suddenly raised it high and said loudly to all the officers present:

"For the United Kingdom. For Her Majesty's Majesty, for Victory. Cheers~"

Listening to Woodward's words, the officers of the task force on the scene immediately shouted feverishly, and Drake was stunned for a moment, but then grinned helplessly, and raised his glass to Woodward again, as if the person who was despised was not him at all, and continued to use his yin and yang London accent, and said slowly:

"Your Excellency, no matter what you say about me, I can ignore it, but please pay attention to the information given to you today, otherwise the task force is likely to suffer unbearable losses!"

"Loss? who? Chinese?" Woodward's face was slightly drunk and red, looking at the serious Drake in front of him, like a monkey in a zoo, his expression was full of banter and contempt, but in the next moment, Woodward raised his head and laughed, as if Drake was talking about the best joke he had ever heard in his life:

"Okay, Mr. Drake, did you come all the way to tell me a joke? The Chinese actually provided Argentina with anti-ship missiles no less than 'Exocet', and those who can say such things are either paranoid, or they have watched too much of the BBC's burlesque, anyway, they are people with abnormal minds!"

"General, please don't insult a gentleman's personality!" Listening to Woodward's words, Drake's polite and fair face instantly turned red, and there was even more anger between his words, but Drake didn't say this, but it was okay, after saying it, Woodward's not only did not relent, but intensified:

"Instead of believing in your personality, it is better to believe in my intelligence, the whole of China is in the Stone Age, they don't even know what the most basic televisions, refrigerators, and washing machines are, and you actually came to tell me that they can build anti-ship missiles similar to 'Exocet', and secretly provide them to Argentina?

After saying that, Woodward shrugged his shoulders helplessly at Drake with a look of pity for a patient, and then he picked up his wine glass and prepared to turn away, but before he could take a step, Drake's voice with indignation and resentment reached Woodward's ears:

"You will pay a heavy price for today's contempt, and the entire British task force may suffer an unprecedented defeat!"

"Failure?" Woodward did not get angry when he heard Drake's words, but instead smiled coldly, and the contempt between his words was even more overflowing:

"Since I arrived in the waters of the Frank Islands with my task force, I have conquered South Georgia in World War I, sunk the cruiser General Bellano in World War II, and annihilated the Super Flag fleet in World War III.

As for what the failure was? I really don't know, was it caused by the Chinese in the Stone Age? Then I'm really looking forward to it. Haha~~~~ Oh, by the way, speaking of failure. I think of one thing, Mr. Drake, how about you running into a bloody head at Schindler's Café in Germany?

"You!" Schindler's Cafe was a great disgrace in Drake's career, and Woodward's mention of this at this time was tantamount to rubbing salt in the wound, Rao was a man with Drake's gentlemanly demeanor. was also so angry that his eyes were split, and a mouthful of blood almost didn't spurt out:

"General Woodward, please don't cry for your mother when you regret it!"

After speaking. Without waiting for Woodward to answer, he turned around and walked briskly away from the back door cabin in a rage, while Woodward watched Drake disappear with his back. couldn't help but snort coldly:

"Hmph! This man is really sick!"

"That's right!" Woodward's voice fell. Captain Salter, the captain of the "Sheffield", who was standing not far away, walked over with a smile:

"And it's still a serious overestimation of Chinese paranoia, and when I return home, I really want to suggest to the BBC that Drake be put into a burlesque show, and he will definitely surpass Mr. Bean to become the king of burlesque!"

"That's a good idea, well, all right, get rid of this madman, and we'll get down to business!" Woodward smiled and nodded in agreement. Then he picked up a glass of rum and took a sip gently, and his face became serious:

"In order to guarantee the landing operation in two days. Your 'Sheffield' will continue to stay in the current sea area and monitor Argentina's movements, although the Argentine's 'Super Military Flag' fleet has almost completely wiped out us, they still have a considerable number of 'Skyhawk' attack planes in their hands, so I need the advanced radar on the 'Sheffield' to conduct long-range alert for the landing force!"

"This"

"What? You can't be afraid of the non-existent Chinese anti-ship missiles, right?" Seeing Salter's hesitation, Woodward said half-jokingly, and Salter shook his head:

"General, I don't have paranoia, besides, even if the Chinese move those anti-ship missiles larger than airplanes, I will beat them back to my grandmother's house, mainly because I also want to participate in the landing battle, you know, no one will have too much in this thing!"

"Haha~~" Listening to Salter's words, Woodward couldn't help laughing, and then patted the old classmate on the shoulder: "Don't worry, just these two days of preparation time, before the landing battle starts, I will let the 'Coventry' replace you back!"

"In that case, General, I obey orders!" Salter smiled excitedly and gave Woodward a standard military salute

At the same time, on an apron at the Rio Grande Air Base, several technicians were busy in front of and behind a "Skyhawk" attack plane that had just completed flight training, checking whether all parts were normal, and in the open space not far from the tarmac, Captain Riquelme of the Argentine Air Force, wearing a flight suit, looked at Lu Jiadong, who was standing straight, and grinned:

"Mr. Lu, your modified 'Sky Eagle' is really good, and the tactics are also first-class, and we have achieved good results after several simulation trainings!"

"Whether it is weapons and equipment or strategy and tactics, no matter how advanced it is, it must be used by competent people to receive results, and it is not surprising that your Argentine Air Force has good pilots and a strong foundation!"

Listening to Lu Jiadong's words, Riquelme couldn't help but shake his head: "Mr. Lu, you are so modest, this is not said by one person, but by General Messi himself!"

Listening to Riquelme's words, Lu Jiadong just smiled, Riquelme knew that there was no point in talking about this issue, so he looked at the starry sky in the south, and his face became resolute:

"President Galtieri has approved General Messi's battle plan, and this time he vows to fight to the death with the British, these British who have no one in their eyes are too arrogant, and they are about to sail warships to the Argentine border, and they must find one or two ships tomorrow to smash him to pieces!"

Listening to Riquelme's words, Lu Jiadong subconsciously raised his arm, and the watch hand on his wrist showed that it was 9:45 p.m., less than 10 hours before the action time (to be continued. )

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