"Damn it! What did you say? Our United Fleet has been utterly destroyed?" In the Island Nation Government's Meeting Room, Prime Minister Konoe Fumimaro looked toward Navy Secretary Minami Mitsumasa with a face full of shock, asking in disbelief.
"Currently, we've lost contact with the United Fleet's Headquarters, and there's no request for assistance from Yamamoto Isoroku. Based on the reports from the few of our Air Force that managed to escape, the United Fleet had already suffered heavy losses two hours ago," said Minami Mitsumasa, his head hanging low, not daring to meet Prime Minister Konoe Fumimaro's gaze.
"Impossible! That's absolutely impossible!" Konoe Fumimaro suddenly stood up, his eyes bloodshot as he glared directly at Minami Mitsumasa, and fiercely threw the documents from his office desk onto Minami Mitsumasa's head, grinding his teeth as he spoke, "Dispatch all the naval aviation units. I want to know the exact situation of the United Fleet."
