"General King, do you still have a plan that could turn defeat into victory for us?" Admiral Andrew Cunningham asked.
Admiral John Tovey remained silent as well, staring intently at Admiral Ernest King. If there really was a chance to turn defeat into victory, he naturally would not let it slip away. After all, fleeing back as a loser and returning home in triumph as a victor were two utterly different outcomes.
"I cannot guarantee that we can turn defeat into victory. But we should give it a try!" Admiral Ernest King said.
"What is the plan?" Admiral Andrew Cunningham asked.
"It is night now, and the German carrier-based aircraft can no longer take off. Moreover, their Capital Ships formation has already suffered a devastating blow. Meanwhile, we still have as many as sixteen Capital Ships. Many of them are very fast. We can use these Capital Ships to hunt down the German Home Fleet's Aircraft Carrier Formation. If we can successfully wipe out the German Home Fleet's eight aircraft carriers, then this defeat of ours will not look quite so ugly. We might even barely be able to continue tangling with the Germans in the Atlantic Ocean." Admiral Ernest King said.
"Will that work? We do not know the location of the German Aircraft Carrier Formation right now. They are at least four hundred kilometers away from us." Admiral John Tovey frowned.
"How would we know without trying? Perhaps the Germans believe victory is already in the bag and intend to launch another round of attacks against us after daybreak tomorrow. Therefore, they may continue pursuing us tonight. That would give us an opportunity." Admiral Husband Kimmel said as well.
Admiral Andrew Cunningham nodded. "This is indeed an opportunity for us. If we succeed, our defeat will not look