Part 4 Chapter 200: Sunset! The sun never sets! (f)
On the other side of the ocean, off the coast of Lae, an important town east of the New Guinea Peninsula, there was a raider fleet of 28 warships and 37 transports, and by a pitiful moonlight, hundreds of small boats busily traveled between the beachhead and the moorings, bringing soldiers, mules and horses, machine guns, artillery, trucks, ammunition boxes, canning boxes, flour bags, cooking trucks...... Even toilet paper packets were unloaded on a narrow stretch of beach bordering the estuary and mountains, one mile east of Lae Harbor. Super-fast-updated latest novel chapters* are available for online reading
The commander of the former dreadnought battleship "Queen" in the fleet lived in the cabin, and the commander of the British Solomon Sea Task Force, Sir George Bryan, held a wine glass in his left hand and a bottle of fine Scotch whisky in his right hand, and was holding it up to the light to look closely.
"If the enemy was as easy to see through as this whiskey, we should have a lot easier."
Lieutenant General Vain, the commander of the New Guinea Corps, who was busy adding ice to his glass, waved coldly.
Brian smiled and held the bottle in front of him, a clear honey-colored liquid slowly flowing from the fifteen-degree angle.
"There is always a fog in war, and you can never see through the enemy, just as the enemy can never see through you."
"The problem is that you often can't confirm how much the other person sees through you, just as the other person often can't confirm how much you see through him."
"Sounds like a play on words."
"That's the problem."
As he spoke, the glasses of both of them were half-full, and Brian raised his glass first: "For His Majesty the King." ”
"For His Majesty the King, for the Empire."
"Yes, the Empire."
Outside the dark window, there were sporadic gunfire sounds from time to time, and the two generals with fine wine in their hands seemed to be indifferent to this, each took a sip, turned their fingers around the wine glass, and squinted their eyes to reminisce.
The fleet carrying Vice Admiral Vain's 28,000-strong New Guinea Regiment departed from Port Vila in the New Hebrides on 2 September, and the Solomon Sea Task Force was supported by six pre-dreadnought battleships, armored cruisers, light cruisers, 12 destroyers, and 2 hydro-engine carriers, and six submarines were deployed in the Warrior Strait and St. George's Strait, which connect the Bismarck Sea and the Solomon Sea.
According to accurate information, by the end of August, the backbone of the Southeast Front Fleet of the East Asian Coalition Forces was only old armored cruisers equipped with 203-mm main guns and 8 old protective cruisers, and the other 2 seemed to be German light cruisers that carried out the task of breaking diplomatic relations alone, and the air force was also relatively weak, and the British and Australian cruisers cruising the Solomon Sea had been repeatedly bombed by the opponent's single plane or small aircraft group, and the damage was slight.
The mission of the New Guinea Army is to capture the city of Dalae at the western end of the Solomon Sea, and use Bougainville Island on the other side of the Solomon Sea as horns, cut off the passage of the East Asian Army from the Bismarck Sea into Solomon Haiti, and then attack and capture New Pomerania Island (that is, New Britain Island in another time and space) from both sides, and open a strategic channel for counterattacking Southeast Asia from the southwest Pacific.
However, in order to accomplish the above tasks with the current forces, the premise is that the main forces of the East Asian Combined Fleet will be pinned down in the Indian Ocean or will be hit by a major blow in the battle that will be difficult to recover from in a short period of time.
"I never thought that this task would actually be done, and that it would be us, not Jericho, who should be the creators, but now it seems that we are not doing what we should be."
Lieutenant General Vane couldn't help but start complaining after taking the third sip.
"I don't think so," Brian said, resting his glass on the table and adding a small piece of ice to the glass, "in any case, we have stopped our endless retreat, and for the first time we have shown our courage and determination to the enemy by burning the flames of war into their pre-war territory, which will greatly boost our morale, especially to the Australian soldiers and civilians who are at the forefront." ”
Wayne swallowed the remaining half of the cup in one gulp: "I'm just worried that this new force that has been built up with great difficulty will be accidentally buried here, what else will we use to defend Australia?" ”
Brian sat down on his beautifully decorated back chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and shook his glass gently: "Up to now, the information is correct, the operation is smooth, if you doubt the reliability of the intelligence, you should not start the war, since the operation has begun, until we receive enough conclusive information to stop the operation, we can only follow the plan to continue." ”
Vane pushed his glass forward: "Even if you believe the existing information, you don't have to worry about being ambushed here, once the Jelliko fleet that broke through to the mouth of the Huggre River is defeated......"
Brian reached out and took the wine bottle: "Jericho's fleet is not so easy to destroy, even if it is heavily damaged, it will definitely deal a considerable blow to the other party, not to mention that the other party's goal is to conquer all of India, and before the end of the Indian campaign, it should not be able to draw a hand to deal with us." ”
Vane grimaced and took the half-filled glass again.
"In short, this legion, no, the fate of the entire Australian land has been handed over to your fleet, and no matter what happens, you can't leave us behind."
"I can't promise anything, but I will do my best to be strong in our faith no matter what is born and God will guide us to victory. In the final analysis, we have to hope that those Americans who have no roots in their brains will recover as soon as possible, mature and become the main force against that eastern Germany again. Great Britain was strong, but it was too difficult to deal with two German fleets alone, and the reason why we are taking these risks now is to buy time for the Americans, who will eventually take over the affairs of the Pacific, and we will eventually shift our focus back to Europe and restore the order that is appropriate there and in accordance with the beliefs and interests of Great Britain. ”
After Brian finished speaking, he raised his glass to Vane again and drank it down.
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22:30, in the eastern Indian Ocean, off the coast east of Visakhapatnam, the battleship "George V".
“…… From 20:16 to 22:15, 7 contacts were reported, 6 engagements were reported, no enemy capital ships were present, and 5 to 7 enemy light ships were reported to have been sunk or damaged. The flagship of our 1st Column Detachment "Defense" exploded in a mine, Rear Admiral Ander went missing, and the destroyers "Cupid" and "Lennox" were sunk in the battle, and many light ships were damaged......"
Lieutenant Colonel Willy, senior staff officer of the Combined Fleet Command of the Entente, consciously moved away from the chart after reporting to the commander-in-chief of the fleet, Jericho.
"Looks like that man isn't going to fight at night."
Jericho counted the pills in his palm, threw them into his mouth, took the glass handed by Adjutant Captain Anson, and swallowed half of the glass with difficulty.
The chief of staff, Colonel Brown, also swallowed his cold medicine at the same time, and said with a strong spirit: "If you don't plan to fight at night, how can you explain such frequent tentative contacts?" Isn't it a reconnaissance carried out in advance for the purpose of a night battle? ”
"Actually, I really hope that the man will be ruthless to get rid of the shackles of reason and the like, and have a melee with us in a melee of luck, so that the night will testify, and God will decide...... It's a pity that he's supposed to be my kind ......"