ARA Almirante Brown [1]
Argentine Sea
October 19 1939
Vicealmirante Noelia Antelmo was standing on what the was to be the pride of the Argentine Navy. Indeed that she was, the ARA Almirante Brown had no equal in any other South American Navy. However, she had barely entered service when this bloody war started. Her crew was still on the green side and needed more seasoning. Yet the idiots in Buenos Aires believed that they could just pick Chile apart without the god damn Yankees saying anything. FOOLS! Even with Antelmo being a party member, he knew the party was wrong when it had decided to fight this war, yet for the most part he had just sat at Puerto Belgrano waiting for orders since the start of the war. Without orders to sail all he could do was plan for operations.
Finally now that the war in South America already being decided had the idiots in Buenos Aires decided to use her fleet. The war was lost following the defeats at Oberá and Carirriñe Pass last month. Even more so with reports of American troops on the front lines with the bloody Chileans. The losses in men and equipment where just too much for the Argentine nation to recover from. Argentina wasn’t defeated yet, but the war was lost all the same. It was more a question of how badly would Argentine loose at this point more than anything else. Control of the news within Argentina however was so tightly controlled the true impact of the defeats at Oberá and Carirriñe Pass were only known by a select few. Antelmo being in charged of the fleet was one of the few that knew. However far more in this fleet knew the truth than should had.
He had just left Puerto Belgrano with his fleet. He was bringing his best. The Almirante Brown was his flagship. He was bring along both Libertad class Battleships[2], the San Martin,[3] both heavy and five of the seven light cruisers of the fleet along with destroyers as escorts. The sailors from the ships he left behind at Puerto Belgrano had brought some ships up to full crews and replace some green sailors. Others, well sailors were needed for this mission. Plus, the ships he had left behind were simply out of date and would slowed him down anyways.
It was time he said to himself. The fools should had removed him when they had the chance. He pulled out his pocket pistol shot the party stooge in the back of his head. Turning to his trusted aid, “Hoist the colors. All head flank.” Antelmo putting the derringer back in his pocket. He was loyal to Argentina not the party. The officers on the Almirante Brown were loyal to him, as was the captains on the other ships. They would have to kill the party stooges like he just had, but there was only one on each ship and they weren’t liked.
Instead of the Fascist Flag of Argentina Antelmo was hoisting the old Republican Flag of Argentina. Antelmo was going to save Argentina if he had anything to say about it or dying trying.
[1] 49,500 tons displacement, oil fired boilers, turbine driven, 29.5 knots, 8 x 18/45s in Twin Turrets (Superfiring), 8 x 5.25/50s in Twin Turrets, 24 x 2 pdr in Quad Mounts
[2] 38,900 tons displacement, oil fired boilers, turbine driven, 23 knots, 12 x 15/42s in Triple Turrets (Superfiring), 12 x 6/45s in casemates, 4 x 3 inch AA Guns
[3] 11,200 tons displacement, oil fired boilers, turbine driven, 30 knots, 2 x 4.5/45s in Twin Turrets, 12 x 2 pdr in Quad Mounts, 26 Aircraft