Infography: Chronology of Malvinas Sovereignty

Malvinas: May 27th on Goose Green

The 27th Was Hell

“On 2 April, I learnt that the islands had been recovered. At the time, I was serving as duty officer at the Military College, where I was an instructor to fourth-year cadets. That was where I found out that we had recovered them... It was a moment of tremendous joy,” Manresa says as he begins to tell his story.

A week later, I was appointed Officer Commanding A Company of the 12th Infantry Regiment “General Arenales”, based in Mercedes, Corrientes. When I arrived in Mercedes, I was ordered to move with the Regiment to cover a section of the border in Santa Cruz, an area between Río Turbio and Río Gallegos, as a precautionary measure. “There were indications that the Chileans might attack.”

Manresa recalls that A Company was made up of newly enlisted soldiers who had received virtually no training. He thought that, given a month in Santa Cruz, he could turn those recruits into lions. Some of the soldiers had completed primary school; others were illiterate, and for all of them the experience was something entirely new.

At Caleta Olivia, before reaching their destination, the Regiment’s commanding officer, Lieutenant Colonel Ítalo Piaggi, gave them news they could never have imagined.

“We were going across to the Malvinas.”

We were all stunned, yet overcome by an indescribable sense of euphoria.

At around 20 April, they began crossing over to Puerto Argentino. Because of poor planning — something that would become all too common at various stages of the war — essential Regimental equipment was left behind on the mainland: the heavy weapons, the batteries for the communications equipment and a large proportion of the spades needed for digging trenches.

“Every section crossing to the Islands should have arrived fully equipped and ready to go straight into combat, rather than arriving merely as riflemen. Tactically, it was a mistake; strategically, it was another misguided decision born of improvisation.”

A month later, they would end up digging their positions with the bayonets from their rifles and the mugs issued to them for drinking.

The positions they initially occupied were near the airstrip at Darwin. On 1 May, the defence of the area around the airstrip began. They remained in that position until 22 May.

Those were anything but quiet days. The British made their presence felt in one way or another, making it impossible to train the soldiers under his command.

“To conduct training, you have to gather a group of soldiers together, and doing that was practically a death sentence if an air attack happened at that moment.”

By 22 May, a day had already passed since the British had landed at San Carlos Strait. Acting on my own initiative, without anyone ordering me to do so, I altered the defensive layout and moved my company.

“When I had placed them in the new defensive sector, I went to see the Regimental Commander to report what I had done... I went there thinking they were going to beat the living daylights out of me, and instead I was praised.”

That reaction worried me. None of my superiors seemed to have realised that we were no longer a reserve force — we were now on the front line. I returned to my position more disappointed than pleased.

For four days, they dug trenches and strengthened their defensive positions.

“We could say that the position was reasonably well organised. The trenches were the proper depth, the field of fire had been properly cleared, and we had managed to obtain twenty anti-personnel mines from the Air Force.”

Even so, the condition of the troops was far from what was required to face the battle that was approaching.

“The truth is that we weren’t sleeping because we knew the British were coming. The soldiers were extremely weak.”

At midday on the 25th, the situation took another turn.

“I was called to the command post and ordered to move four kilometres forwards. While they were giving me the order, I looked at the only topographical map we had and realised they were sending me into a hollow, into low ground surrounded by higher terrain...

“I went mad. I started shouting. I told them I had no problem carrying out any order, but the orders had to make sense. They were sending me into a bowl. It wouldn’t even be target practice — it would be idiot practice — and to make matters worse, we would be surrounded by high ground.”

On the morning of the 26th, they moved their positions forwards, and the British were now even closer.

At midday, he was summoned once again to the command post and ordered to carry out a spoiling attack towards Cerro Alberdi, a height of 750 metres.

“I had another fit of rage and disbelief...

‘Do you know the condition my troops are in? They’re exhausted soldiers with almost no training. We only arrived at this position this morning, we haven’t even prepared our defensive positions... and now you’re ordering me to abandon them and move farther forwards.’”

“I remember thinking, ‘This is it. You’ve reached the end of the road...’ It was an attack that had to be carried out at night, without any support whatsoever.”

“Night fell, and I set off with two sections. I left Lieutenant Garra behind and moved out with the 2nd and 3rd Sections, commanded by Malacalza and Bracco respectively, to carry out the spoiling attack.”

A spoiling attack is intended to disrupt and destroy as much of the enemy force as possible before withdrawing rapidly. Logic dictates that if an operation — in this case, the spoiling attack — puts the main operation, which was the defence, at risk, then that attack should not be carried out.

And we had not even finished digging our defensive positions.

But those were the orders, and I had to obey them.

I set off towards the objective. It was night. We advanced in column before deploying into an extended line, carrying our rifles loaded, with a round in the chamber, safety off and ready to fire.

Halfway up the slope, in unfamiliar terrain as we climbed the hill, one soldier fell and accidentally discharged his weapon.

The operation had now been compromised, so from that point onwards the entire section began firing towards the high ground where we believed the enemy to be.

I ordered a ceasefire, and we waited.

When there was no reaction, I sent an observation party forwards. They confirmed that there was no enemy presence, and so we returned.

We reached our positions as dawn was breaking, at around nine in the morning.

By the 27th, we had already gone through two long days without sleep and with practically nothing to eat.

HMS Arrow, which was providing direct support to the British forces, had been shelling us. Our sector covered about 1,200 metres, so the rounds were landing a little to one side or the other...

British aircraft came over at least three or four times, dropping bombs and then returning to strafe us with machine-gun fire.

They flew so low that we could see the pilots’ helmets.

They did it because they knew we had no anti-aircraft weapons in that sector.

In the early hours of the 28th, they attacked us.

When the British assault began, the sky suddenly lit up with the tracer rounds they were firing at us.

Exactly what I had predicted happened.

They had night-vision equipment. All we could do was see where their fire was coming from and shoot back in that direction.

The only thing I could do was issue clear, simple orders that could actually be carried out.

We had three sections — roughly 140 men — with no fire support, very few night-vision devices, and we were exhausted.

They had an entire regiment: four infantry companies, around 600 men, twice as many machine guns, direct fire support from a field artillery battery, HMS Arrow, night-vision equipment, well-rested and well-fed troops, Milan anti-tank missiles...

The combat-power ratio was approximately eighteen or twenty to one.

We were facing the third most powerful member of NATO...

I began the withdrawal towards the positions at Darwin, the same positions we had occupied on 22 May.

The 3rd Section arrived with fourteen men. The 1st Section arrived with thirteen, and half an hour later Malacalza arrived with fifteen men from the 2nd Section.

My soldiers did more than was

Kelper Bullshit: "We discovered them first, then"...

If "we discovered them first"...

Watch the film. Read the sources. Then ask whether the certainty survives the evidence.

If "we discovered them first" is your defence of British ownership of the Malvinas, prove it. Repeating "John Davis, 1592" is not proof.

Davis recorded a sighting of islands generally identified as the Falklands. That supports an English sighting in 1592. It does not establish that nobody had reached them before him. Yet that missing step is precisely what the claim of British discovery priority requires. 

https://falklandsbiographies.org/biographies/davis_john

Davis's voyage and its historical interpretation.

The challenge comes from the Dictionary of Falklands Biography itself. Writing there, Graham Pascoe describes the claim that Davis was the first discoverer as "clearly disproved" by earlier maps. That is his interpretation, rather than a universal scholarly verdict - but it demolishes any pretence that Davis's priority is an undisputed fact. Read Pascoe's argument.

https://falklandsbiographies.org/biographies/discoverers_the

Consider what existed before 1592.

Around 1586, André Thevet's Grand Insulaire included "Les Isles de Sanson ou des Geantz", a map identified by historians with the Falklands. The Bibliothèque nationale de France records that identification. Thevet said his information came from an older Portuguese source. Its origins remain disputed, but a discovery narrative beginning with Davis must explain this earlier evidence, rather than simply omit it. 
https://catalogue.bnf.fr/ark:/12148/cb40618578z

https://falklandsbiographies.org/biographies/discoverers_the

BnF catalogue, discussion of Thevet's source.

The cartographic debate reaches further back. A 2023 study dates Pedro Reinel's polar chart to approximately 1521–1524 and links its geographical information to the San Antonio, which deserted Magellan's expedition in 1520. This does not establish that the ship sighted the islands. It does show why confident discovery claims require careful examination of the earlier charts. 

https://tandfonline.com/doi/abs/10.1080/00087041.2023.2216496

Gaspar, The Cartographic Journal.

And the human story may begin centuries before any of these European voyages.

Research published in Science Advances reported marine-animal bone deposits on New Island dated to approximately 1275–1420, alongside charcoal evidence and a locally made stone projectile point. The authors interpret the combined evidence as consistent with visits by Indigenous people from Tierra del Fuego.

The visitors' identity remains uncertain. The point was not directly dated, and the findings do not demonstrate permanent settlement. Those qualifications matter. So does the possibility of a human history that predates Davis by centuries. 
https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC8550247/


This evidence does not, by itself, resolve sovereignty. It challenges the historical certainty invoked when "Britain discovered them first" is used to justify ownership.

We do not have to identify the first visitor before questioning an unsupported claim of priority. The burden of proof belongs to whoever insists that England was first.

An incomplete historical record is no licence to award first place to Britain.

The 602th Commando Company Was Geared with Our Latest Weapons

Malvinas 1982: Get out of here, you bureaucratic piece of shit!

Like the 601, the second Company received new, pristine weaponry. For some designated marksmen, they secured Weatherby .300 Magnum rifles with telescopic sights and FM K-3 submachine guns equipped with laser sights.
Thompson radios and armor-piercing ammunition were supplied by the Arsenal Command. But as always happens, the Commandos of the 602 Company had to overcome certain unexpected obstacles to secure their individual gear.
When they went to collect the equipment from the School’s armory—with the unit formed up outside—the Lieutenant in charge refused to hand it over without the proper receipt form...
Captain Tomás Fernández explained the urgency of testing the gear, adjusting the sights, checking the aim, and so on. The answer remained a refusal.
"Forgive me, but until Major Rico comes to sign the 2404 form for me, I cannot release the weaponry."
Then, acting impulsively, Fernández opened the door himself, telling him:
"Get out of here, you bureaucratic piece of shit!
We are a Commando Company about to go to war, not a bunch of paper-pushers!"
Immediately, he began tossing the rifles outside—caught in mid-air by the unit members—while Captain Fernández, having achieved his goal, tried to calm the officer down:
"I’ll take responsibility for any problems that might arise later."
At that moment, Sergeant Mario Cisnero—the famous "Perro" (Dog), a fearsome instructor for the trainees—stepped forward and asked to serve as the gunner for the MAG machine gun. He took one of the weapons, went prone, and began inspecting it down to the finest detail.
To the keen observer, this act revealed a great deal about Cisnero and his spirit of self-sacrifice, as it meant carrying extra weight during marches; ...a mindset geared toward the collective effort, given that it is a weapon that supports the others; and, finally, a disregard for danger, since the machine gun draws enemy fire.



It was under these circumstances that Sergeant Cisnero exchanged the aforementioned words with his former student, First Lieutenant Losito.
After Losito had ironically remarked to Cisnero that he still held a grudge over how he had been treated during the course, he added:
"Let's see now, *Perro*, how you handle yourself in war."
The sergeant suddenly turned serious and replied:
"Rest assured, First Lieutenant—now we’ll see who the real good ones are..."
This exemplary NCO donated half his salary before crossing over to the islands. These soldiers certainly had guts—something the British realized very clearly.
Born in Catamarca, he was only twenty-six years old.

From the book: Comandos en acción by Isidoro J. Ruiz Moreno

Against Whom Did We Fight the Malvinas War?

UK Has Fallen

50 million Muslims now live in Europe, representing 10% of the continent's population!!!
In 2000, there were fewer than 500,000.

In 26 years, the Muslim population has multiplied by 100!!! The European Union wants to increase this figure even more!

Even Americans worry about this.

Malvinas: After the British Invasion, Gaucho Was the Main Workforce

Gauchos remain a main population during the initial years of British occupation

An 1856 British engraving in *The Illustrated London News* depicts "Spanish-American gauchos" capturing horses with boleadoras in the Malvinas.
The English press documented the established presence of Rioplatense culture following the 1833 occupation—a history that supports our sovereignty.





The colonial authorities relied on them. In a British Parliament report (1843), Admiral King details the urgent shipment from the Río de la Plata of "trained horses and 6 recados (gaucho saddles)," as Luis Vernet’s own stock was exhausted.



The report highlights Antonina Roxa, a legendary Rioplatense woman who played a key role in taming cattle on East Falkland (Isla Soledad). In 1841, Colonial Lieutenant Tyssen admitted that, to venture into the interior, he was left "alone with an Indian, a boy, and Antonina." They needed her expertise.



Faced with isolation, Tyssen pleaded in his official letters for the urgent hiring of more "gauchos from Buenos Aires or Montevideo who understood the trade." They knew full well that the economy and survival of the islands were impossible without the Rioplatense criollo.



The archive reveals that the British referred to the Argentine governor as “Don Louis Vernet,” thereby acknowledging his prior role de facto.
Sovereignty is not merely a legal claim; it is etched into the land, the place names, and the documents of those who occupied the territory.

Malvinas: 24 May 1982

24 May 1982

24 May 1982: The following ships were damaged: HMS Sir Lancelot, HMS Sir Galahad, HMS Sir Bedivere and HMS Fearless. Twenty casualties.