Chapter 68

Captain Jansa, the most junior captain present, stood up from the far end of the table where he was seated and addressed the admiral, “Neither option sir!”

“What do you mean by such a statement, Captain Jansa?” the admiral asked, as he speculatively eyed the young captain.

“I mean to say that, with all due respect Sir, neither option presented before us can accomplish anything meaningful in the outcome of this war. Attacking the enemy fleet guarding the western shore is sheer suicide, Sir. Not one of our ships will reach the beach, except perhaps later as a piece of idly floating driftwood. Sacrificing ourselves in such an attempt will serve little purpose other than to help us preserve our honor with a noble death. As for the other option; Sir, as you yourself said, this war will come to be fought on our own shores some day not too distant from now, if the battle taking place is lost by our allies. If we leave this fight we return home without our honor, only to face the inevitable
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