Chapter 374: A crushing defeat! Howell is furious!
Chapter 374: A crushing defeat! Howell is furious!
"Commander-in-Chief, it has been confirmed that the USS Midway, the flagship of the Seventh Fleet, has been sunk by our forces!"
"The enemy only has three destroyers and one supply ship left."
"What do you think? Should we chase them immediately and completely destroy them?"
At this time, a Longguo sailor walked into the cockpit, saluted and asked.
"The Seventh Fleet, is this all it has left?"
"If you ask me, Lao Jiang, forget it."
Hearing this, Zheng Haiping wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled and added.
"Anyway, once the Midway sinks, the Seventh Fleet will definitely lose its designation."
"We've wiped them out completely. Now that our great revenge has been achieved, let these remaining little bastards go."
"That's perfect. Let them go back and report on today's battle."
"A battle of this magnitude must have witnesses, right?"
"Humph! You intellectuals are good at everything except being too soft-hearted."
Hearing this, Jiang Chaoyang waved his hand and curled his lips.
"If it were up to me, these American guys should all be sent to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish!"
"Don't you have a saying, 'If you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze...'"
"However, since you, Old Zheng, have spoken, I have to do you a favor..."
"Those grandsons are lucky. I'll just raise my hand and let those bastards go!"
Having said that, Jiang Chaoyang suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead.
"Oh no! We're just celebrating here by ourselves."
"The leaders of the Central Command are still waiting for our news!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Send a battle report to the Central Command right now, saying that our Dragon Nation won a great victory in the Liugong Island naval battle..."
……
Four hours later.
Eagle Country, in the White House.
Unlike usual, the atmosphere in the White House's meeting room was so solemn that even the air seemed to freeze.
Sitting on both sides of the conference room table were almost all the senior military officials in the United States.
Among them were MacArthur and Markwell, who had already returned from the peninsula.
However, at this moment, the solemn atmosphere made MacArthur, who had to take a few puffs of his pipe no matter what the occasion or time, put down his pipe for the first time.
Like everyone else present, his face was ashen.
Sitting at the head of the table was Howell, the leader of the Eagle Sauce faction.
But even he didn't look much better.
It can even be said that as the main planner of this peninsula campaign, his expression at this moment was even three times colder than those of the military top brass.
It's so gloomy that water seems to drip out of it!
"boom!"
In the silence, Howell couldn't bear it any longer and punched the thick table hard. The loud noise scared almost everyone.
But then, Howell's roar was heard.
"Gentlemen, generals! Can someone explain this to me?"
"What do you mean, the Seventh Fleet was completely annihilated?"
"Also, what does it mean that the Peninsular troops' offensive failed and casualties reached 60%?"
"Why did our land and sea attacks not only fail, but also inflict such heavy losses?"
"We know that this is the army fighting against the Dragon Nation."
"If you didn't know, you'd think we were fighting a combination of Top Hans and the Hairy Bear!"
Seeing the furious Howell, even a five-star general like MacArthur was overwhelmed by his aura and dared not utter a word.
I was afraid that this old man's anger would spread to me.
After all, before becoming the president, Howell was the undisputed number one general in the European battlefield of World War II. He was a ruthless character who would send people to military court if he disagreed with them!
"Ahem... Commander-in-Chief, please calm down."
"Things have come to this point. Even if you are angry, it will not help, right?"
And just when everyone was afraid to speak.
An old voice suddenly sounded.
In an instant, everyone's eyes followed the sound and looked towards its owner.
Everyone wanted to know who was the one who dared to face Howell's wrath at this time.
However, after seeing that person, everyone nodded secretly.
The person who spoke was the current Secretary of State Marshall, who was once a member of the American Eagle Army.
As a top boss who has worked in the upper echelons of the Eagle Sauce for decades, his prestige in the military and political circles is no less than that of Howell.
Moreover, he was Howell's closest comrade-in-arms when he was commander-in-chief in Europe.
If there was anyone at the scene who could comfort Howell, it was really no one other than Marshall.
Seeing that it was Marshall who spoke, Howell's anger subsided a little.
After all, no matter how angry he was, he had to give his old colleague some face.
However, before Howell could say anything, Marshall's voice rang out again.
"Your Excellency, the Great Commander, I can probably give you an answer to the question you raised."
"According to my questioning of the soldiers on the front lines, the reason we lost so badly this time is probably because our weapons and equipment were inferior to those of the Dragon Nation!"
When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!
Almost all the senior military officials, except MacArthur and Markway, had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
No, are you kidding?
The Eagle Country, the first industrial country on Blue Star, is actually no match for a mere Dragon Country in terms of weapons and equipment?
If this statement was not said by Marshall, it would be immediately refuted!
And treat the person who said this as a lunatic and kick him out of this meeting room!
But, when I saw Marshall speaking, he looked serious.
Almost everyone swallowed the sarcasm that was about to come out of their mouth.
Waiting quietly for Marshall's next speech.
"According to my understanding, Dragon Nation's current weapons and equipment surpass our army in almost every aspect!"
"Take the most inconspicuous small arms as an example."
"Our current soldiers still use light weapons like Thompson and Garand."
"These two weapons, one has a high rate of fire and strong firepower, but a shorter range."
"The other has advantages in lethality and range, but is weaker in firepower."
At this point, Marshall's eyes turned cold.
"But what about Dragon Nation?"
"They possess a small weapon known as the Type 81 assault rifle, which combines lethality and range with capabilities comparable to the Thompson submachine gun!"
"Also, according to the test results of this assault rifle I collected from the battlefield."
"This assault rifle is even better than the 'M16' assault rifle we are currently researching in every aspect!"
"In addition, the tanks and fighter jets currently used by the Dragon people are far more powerful than ours. Their overall strength is so great that it has even far exceeded our expectations!"
"So, although it's a shame, I have to say it."
Having said that, Marshall was extremely serious and spoke word by word.
"Gentlemen, in the field of military industry, we must be clear-headed and aware of one thing."
"The Eagle Nation has been surpassed by the Dragon Nation and is no longer the strongest nation on Blue Star!"
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