Mr. President explained everything that had happened, including the fact that the commander of the fleet had ordered the annihilation of Gaffra's navy when the other side had surrendered.
Some people who didn't know the inside story stood up in horror after hearing it, and some people even said that the fleet commander should be severely punished.
Everyone expressed their views appropriately, giving the president and the cabinet more information in their field of expertise. Until Mr. Vaudric began to speak.
"Mr. President, cabinet members, I have a question …" After the president agreed to continue speaking, Mr. Vaudric asked a question that no one else paid attention to. "Can the results of our battle against the Guevra Royal Navy be replicable?"
Not only the president, but also the defense minister, even Mr. Trumann and everyone in the conference room focused their attention on Mr. Vaudric.
They were so frightened by the news that they didn't realize that if the result of this naval battle wasn't due to luck, then why were they so scared?
The defense minister nodded. "Our new torpedo can easily destroy all battleships currently in service. If you ask if this can be replicated, I think it can be replicated."
In fact, what really determined the victory of this battle wasn't the bombardment between the Federation's fleet and the Guevra Royal Navy's heavy artillery. It was no exaggeration to say that the individual quality and ability of the Federation's navy soldiers were not even a little bit better than the Guevra Navy's soldiers.
If it weren't for the various technologies that filled the gap between people, if it weren't for the submarines and the new torpedoes, the Federation's navy would have lost this naval battle.
Any strategic and tactical advantage actually had no specific value in an actual battle, because the specific implementation was still carried out by individual soldiers. If the individual quality didn't meet the implementation standards of the strategic and tactical implementation, then the strategic and tactical formulation was useless.
Fortunately, the submarines and the torpedoes saved this naval battle.
Mr. Vaudric nodded. "I have a suggestion. Immediately hold a press conference and show the data of our submarines and torpedoes to the world …"
"Impossible!"
The Minister of Defense almost blurted out and rejected Mr. Vaudric's proposal. "These are all military secrets!"
Mr. Vaudric shook his head. "Not anymore. People will soon get the specific data of these things in various ways. Instead of letting them send countless spies, and some of our … holes, we will eventually lose these data. Why don't we do some processing and release it to the entire international community?"
"Now is the best time to show our strength. We can tell everyone in this world that we can use the lowest price to exchange for the highest profit."
"It doesn't matter if it's Gaffra or those who are ready to make a move. As long as they dare to come, we can make them sink to the bottom of the sea!"
The President felt that it made sense. Although Mr. Vaudric didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew that the place he left out was the Congressional Military Committee.
In the Senate there was a Federation Military Committee, of which twenty-four Senators were permanent members. They had access to all military documents and information in the Federation.
Each of these people controlled various secret foundations. Every year, the military conglomerates would crazily give them money.
These people could take the money of the military conglomerates without any qualms. Naturally, it was possible for them to take the money of others. It was actually a very normal operation to check the parameters of some equipment under the pretext of reviewing specific data.
Many military conglomerates competed like this. Before the new bidding began, they would know the parameters of each new equipment that was about to be released by each competitor.
The President looked at Mr. Trumann. The latter nodded slightly. "I think it's okay. Mr. Vaudric's proposal is very meaningful. It made me think of some other things, but overall, I think it's okay."
The President slapped the first board of the night. "Then immediately arrange for someone to do it!"
Mr. Trumann walked to the Minister of Defense, pulled him to a corner, and whispered for a while.
In fact, there was nothing too special. The Minister of Defense just wanted to increase the data released after dawn by about 15 to 20 percent. At the same time, he wanted him to quickly get some combat equipment with low cost and high return.
For example, only one torpedo tube was loaded, and only one person was needed to operate a speedboat.
Even if it was a destroyer, the Federation would make a big profit for less than 100,000 yuan.
It was shameless and despicable, but it was also very effective.
As long as someone dared to get close to the Federation's coastal waters, they could easily launch thousands of torpedo speedboats.
While the Minister of Defense was arranging how to professionally deceive the media and the international community, Mr. Trumann saw Lynch sitting in the corner casually.
He immediately ended the conversation with the Minister of Defense and whispered to the President for a moment. The President glanced back at Mr. Trumann and then looked at Lynch.
Most people's eyes followed the President's gaze and looked at Lynch.
"Mr. Lynch, each of us has expressed our own opinions and provided some suggestions to the best of our abilities. Can you also provide us with some ideas that are worthy of reference?"
Lynch hadn't said anything tonight. Mr. Trumann felt that Lynch had something to say, but he didn't want to say it now.
People who knew Lynch knew that his thinking was very avant-garde and sometimes went against the mainstream of society. At this time, his ideas were definitely different from the ideas of the people in the room. Even the direction was different or even the opposite, which was why he didn't say a word.
Otherwise, he would have stood up and turned this place into his stage.
This was also why Mr. Trumann didn't invite Lynch to express his opinion. His status and weight weren't enough for everyone here to give him face, but the President did.
Lynch's eyes stayed on the President's face for three to five seconds, then moved to Mr. Trumann's face. He didn't speak immediately and was still hesitating.
At this time, Mr. Vaudric also stood up. "Mr. Lynch, now is the time for us to unite. If you have any good ideas, please be sure to say it."
The President and Mr. Vaudric were enough. Lynch nodded slightly. "In fact, you've all got one thing wrong. It's not the Guevra Royal Navy that's going to war with us, it's the Preston Pirate Group …"
"Impossible!"
The Minister of Foreign Affairs gave a negative answer immediately. "We all know that it's the Guevra Royal Navy!"
Lynch looked at him as if he was looking at a fool. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for this. If there was anyone to blame, it was the former President.
Isolationism was too terrible, so terrible that diplomacy was almost abandoned. This kind of abandonment didn't mean that the Federation's diplomats didn't work, nor did it mean that the Federation really didn't have any international diplomacy.
It meant that the Federation's Ministry of Foreign Affairs was backward or even regressive in the way international diplomacy was handled. Their thinking on diplomacy was still a few years or even a decade ago, and they still didn't understand that in this world, only the fist could protect the interests of the people.
In the past, international diplomacy was more about strategy because at that time, although the international community had established relations with each other, it was impossible to have close contact because of technology and other reasons.
In the absence of a large-scale invasion, countries were still relatively rational in their diplomatic policies until the outbreak of the world war.
Political diplomacy was no longer the mainstream, and diplomacy with strength was the current trend. Whoever had the ability to speak louder would have a bigger voice.
Now that the Guevara People had lost, whatever the Federation said must be the truth.
But work couldn't be done like this, it needed to be done carefully. Lynch nodded in agreement. "What you said is not unreasonable. Then I think the most important thing you should do now is to contact the Guevara diplomatic ambassador and denounce their Royal Navy for colluding with the pirate group. Then see how they answer!"
The first half of Lynch's sentence was a little disappointing, but the second half immediately made people feel amazed.
How would they answer? They would certainly not admit it. Once they admitted that Gaffra's Royal Navy was in cahoots with Preston's pirate group, then wouldn't Preston's control of the economy of the United Kingdom of Nagalur be at Gaffra's request?
Once the seed of doubt was sown, it could never be removed. Guevara was not likable, and this would make Guevara lose his reputation in the international community. At the same time, people would be wary of him and isolate him!
"We can first isolate Guevara diplomatically. Spend some money, promise some benefits, and let some guilty people stand up. Let them stand up and tell the whole international community that they were also instructed by the Guevara People."
"Secondly, I also have a question. Where is our fleet now?"
Mr. Trumann was used to Lynch's speed of thinking. He immediately replied, "They are on their way back."
"I just noticed that we did not completely destroy the Guevara Royal Navy's first fleet. They still have two battleships and some other warships that did not participate in this naval battle. They have also been transferred to the Amelia area."
The Minister of Defence nodded. This information was not top-secret. When the Guevara Emperor made this decision, he even announced it to the international community.
What they wanted to do was to deter some people with ulterior motives in the Amelia area. They wanted to tell everyone that their fleet was coming, and those who were dishonest should behave themselves.
"Go after them!"
Lynch's words caused the atmosphere in the room to freeze for a moment.
If they had wiped out their fleet that participated in the naval battle, it would have been more or less acceptable for them to lie through their teeth and not admit that the other party was the Guevara Royal Navy. Now that they were going after the remaining warships, wasn't that …
Wasn't that a little too much?
"We don't need to start a new battle, and we don't need to get close to them. We just need to stop our fleet at a distance where we can attack at any time and anywhere."
"As for the reason …" Lynch shook his head slightly. "We are hunting the remnants of the Preston Pirate Group!"
The Minister of Foreign Affairs could not help but say again, "The Guevara Emperor will go crazy. No one has ever insulted them like this!"
"No!"
Lynch's tone was very firm. "Because we have a reason that they can't refuse!"