It's no wonder that Rahul thinks so, knowing that the attack posture made by India just now is a first-class foot.

The sound of the sonar-locked stereo could be heard from the sonar soldier's headset from far away, and because of this, Rahul was ready to sink with the ship.

Which Cheng thought that the Indian submarine fired the attacking torpedo, but it ...... Wilted!

This made the heads of a group of Bangladeshi officers and soldiers, including Rahul, very confused, not knowing what the Indians were playing, and they didn't do anything for a while, not because they didn't want to, but they really didn't know what the Indians were doing again.

The Bangladeshi officers and soldiers hesitated in this way, but they gave Singh and others a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they were already worried that Bangladesh's submarine hunting would chase them, but now it is good, the wilted fish not only confused their own people, but also confused the Bangladeshi people.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

So after Singh commanded the submarine to complete the rapid dive, he turned around and drove all the way at full speed.

During this period, the sonar operations officer of the "Shishuma" was very conscientious, and used the sonar system to detect the movements of the Bangladeshi submarine hunting and kept the latest information to Singh and Kalimantan.

Knowing that Bangladesh had been wandering in place and had no intention of chasing after him, Singh couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, saying that this level had finally passed.

But the next moment, a nameless anger surged into my heart, and the only heavy torpedo that could be used in combat by the NM was not charged, and the NM was so angry that he lifted the coffin board even if he was a dead man.

You must know that what they met today is the Bangladesh Navy, which has little experience in submarine warfare, and if they meet the experienced Pakistan Navy, they will indeed be able to go today, but instead of going to India, they will report directly to the Indian gods.

So when the tension calmed down a little, Singh calmly asked Kalimantan, "What the hell is going on with the SUT torpedo?"

Looking at Singh's posture of blowing his beard and staring, Kalimantan's old face couldn't help but blush, but his face was dark, and the lights in the boat were not obvious, so others couldn't see it, not to mention that this embarrassment didn't stay on Kalimantan's face for much time, so it was even more imperceptible.

After seeing that the goods regained their composure, they said with a blank face: "A week ago, the Third Arsenal in Calcutta just overhauled Ray, and they said that everything was fine, so ......"

"So you forgot about the torpedo when you floated up to recharge?" Singh was about to burst into flames, and he didn't know that Kalimantan was throwing the pot.

Kalimantan seemed to be really frightened by Singh's anger, and his face twitched, but he still explained innocently: "The equipment that has just been tested in the past is the same as new, and where do we need to probe again, so we will receive and load it into the boat according to the previous process, which is ......"

"Don't say anything that has nothing to do with you, don't you know what kind of virtue the Third Arsenal is after being an officer for so long? Good things will be peeled off when they go in, let alone old things that have been overhauled, in short, there is no problem. ”

Before Kalimantan could finish speaking, Singh angrily interrupted his words, although the anger was stronger than before, but Kalimantan was directly a little confused.

What's the situation? Didn't you forget to recharge? And this good thing? Oh my God, how can the Indian gods be so good, could it be that they are the illegitimate children of the gods?

"What are you staring at? Do you think you're doing the right thing?"

"No, Sir Singh, I was wrong, I swear by God, I really didn't know that the Third Arsenal of Calcutta had such ability, if I had known earlier, I would have done a second test seriously, this time to disgrace the officers and men of the whole ship, I am mainly responsible. ”

Kalimantan's attitude of admitting his mistake is quite sincere, can he be sincere, the main pot has been thrown to the third arsenal in Calcutta, and the rest is not even a fart, so this misrecognition has no effect on Kalimantan Mao.

In fact, it is true, Singh just vented, seeing Kalimantan's attitude, he also felt that his anger was a little big, since it was a problem with the military factory, then their heroic Indian soldiers were still honorable, heroic, and invincible.

Since you are honored, heroic, and invincible, why did you turn around and flee just now?

It's very simple, it's not that India's proud soldiers can't do it, but it's that the hanging in the hand is not big enough, and the hanging in the hand that day is big enough, not to mention the small Bangladeshi small hunting submarine, even if the American aircraft carrier can still sink it.

What's the matter? Ah Sange is so urinating!

So the two who had just started the storm, in a blink of an eye, the spring breeze was warm, after all, they were proud soldiers in each other's eyes, so they should believe in love.

However, while chatting, Kalimantan remembered something, so he frowned and asked: "Sir Singh, since the Third Arsenal of Kolkata is so bad, will there be a problem with the "Hishuma", you must know that the "Hishuma" was maintained at the shipyard under the Third Arsenal of Kolkata a month ago. ”

Hearing this, Singh waved his hand, quite a taste of an old driver taking a rookie to open the black: "This should be impossible, although the third arsenal in Calcutta is poor, it is basically concentrated on small things such as shells and torpedoes, and they still have no problems with big guys like warships, not to mention that the maintenance of 209-class submarines generally has to ask German experts to follow up and guide, Indian engineers can't, but German engineers are still trustworthy." ”

As if to confirm Singh's words, as soon as he finished speaking, the "Shishuma" soared to the maximum underwater speed of 23 knots, and when the non-commissioned officer reported the value, Singh smiled slightly: "See...... Boom~~~"

Before Singh's smile bloomed in place, the hull of the "Xishuma" trembled violently, and directly blocked Singh's remaining words, Singh's face suddenly became ugly, but before he could ask, the non-commissioned officer in charge of controlling the submarine shouted in horror: "Sir, we ...... We...... Our propeller is broken?"

"What?"

Singh was not calm all of a sudden, rushed to the bridge in a few steps, looked at the equipment self-test system, the prompt light in the propeller area showed none, in the association of the huge earthquake in the hull just now, as long as you have a little brain, you will understand, the propeller of the "Xishuma" is naturally broken.

Now Singh is completely dumbfounded, he wanted to escape at high speed, with the things he has collected in the past few days, he can't fight for face, but now it's good, he can't leave if he wants to, and all the face is gone......