NTA.

You and I are in demanding professions, and often are superiors cannot (or simply don't bother to) understand how we have to work.

I myself (M57) am currently working in a big international effort in Northern France, trying to break into Europe. I just launched a big effort in the city of Caen, and I achieved exactly the objectives I said I would to support the American branch office. But my boss (M54) is just being totally unrealistic with what he thinks I should be achieving, and is even saying I promised that I would deliver even more! Needless to say this is total nonsense. He’s American himself and I think he’s just trying to rub it in my face that they’re doing so much better around Cherbourg. Well of course they are with all the money and resources they’re getting!

YTA. You rolled snake eyes last time even if you were given incorrect advice; do you really want to trust your luck with typhoons? Don't muck with weather, Admiral Bill. There hasn't been a sailor born who can contend with the furies of King Neptune. Stay well clear of the big swirly thing.

Although you know what you're really the asshole for? "Where is, repeat, where is Task Force 34?"

YTA. The divine wind has bested forces far greater than yours. By failing to heed the warnings granted to you, you invite greater damage upon your forces.

NTA.

The real risk is that this time your cover might fly off your head rather than you throwing it to the deck while you stomp and kick things around. Chet and Ernie and Chairman Carl got your back against those weenies who don't know that a Bull charges forward when he sees a red flag!

YTA. You lost 800 men, to take that risk again because you don't trust "weather weenies" is simply childish.

NTA, sailing through typhoons builds character. Your men need to learn how to fight (divine) wind if they wanna fight the Japanese!