But before he could finish his words, he was drowned out by the shrill whistling of bullets on the water, and he hurriedly threw himself into the shelter of the command tower, when he heard a loud explosion. A deep-water bomb* that was thrown very close and almost hit the submarine was sprayed with huge waves.

"Dive! All down! Li Haiming shouted, "Dog's day Tessie! He shouted at the Spanish patrol plane, which was still circling in the sky.

Bullets hit the hull and rattled. The officers and men of the Imperial submarines, who had just been watching the bustle on the bridge, staggered and rushed towards the hatch in embarrassment, and automatically drilled down one after another as usual. Within seconds, the Command Tower was already crowded with drenched crews.

"Hu Chengen?! Hu Chengen, where are you? Li Haiming was shouting loudly.

"Li Haiming, I was shot! If you can't move, dive down! Hu Chengen threw himself on the forward deck, shouting at him in pain.

"Captain, a couple more planes are coming towards us!"

Li Haiming wanted to rush over to rescue Hu Chengen, but the voice of the radar hand made him hesitate for a moment and retreated.

"Dive now!" He shouted inside!

Then painfully closed the hatch.

Rumble!

The submarine shook violently, then began to burrow rapidly underwater, abandoning the badly wounded Hu Chengen.

Li Haiming's tears welled up at once: "It's all my fault...... Damn Tessie! ”

Deputy Captain Hu Chengen died, and so did Sergeant Gomba, who was seriously wounded!

The atmosphere in the submarine was dreary.

Over the next three days, the U532 submarine went crazy and risked sinking a destroyer and three European freighters in the waters near the port of Cádiz, avenging the death of Captain Hu Chengen.

Now, Li Haiming will never talk about chivalry anymore, let the Spanish sailors struggle in the sea and call for help, and after sinking the enemy ship, they will immediately fly away.

When the time for the task was up, Li Haiming commanded the entire formation to sail to the northwest and arrived at the sea near St. Naze in the early hours of the morning.

St. Nadze is an important naval base and shipbuilding center in West Francia on the Atlantic coast, with two large shipyards and two large shipyards.

It was dawn.

It was drizzling on the sea, and SMU 352 hovered left and right in the middle of the gray waves whipped up by the sea breeze, staggering and jolting at five nautical miles per hour.

Li Haiming sat on a chair in the dining room and leisurely drank coffee, waiting for the arrival of the battle moment in the dark. Lieutenant Li Zhongping, the chief gunner, was laid off from the central control room on duty and came to the dining room in the upper part of the battery compartment at the rear of the submarine, where he saw the chief navigator, Second Lieutenant Luo Jiahui, holding an inferior cigar in his right hand, and was immersed in studying a nautical map.

"Hi, good morning!" Li Zhongping was greeting Li Haiming, who was leaning his head back on the back of the chair and didn't know what he was thinking, but just hummed in his throat, which was regarded as a promise.

"Have a cup of coffee, put two more onions in the meat, Qingfeng." He told the chef, "Maybe the bread has been left out for too long, and it always smells moldy." ”

"I've been in the submarine for a long time, and whatever food I see on the shore is delicious." Second Lieutenant Luo Jiahui put down the map in his hand and said to Li Zhongping.

Li Zhongping squinted his eyes and glanced at the nautical chart, where the Brittany Peninsula jutted into the middle of the ocean, and the city of Saint-Naze at the top of it was like a sweet date sandwiched between several islands. The port has two shipping lanes leading to the outside ocean, one to the Strait of Dover to the north and one to the Bay of Biscay to the south via the Lower Saint-Naze Bay. According to the plan, the entire 22nd Submarine Group will lurk near the exit of the Long Island Strait, and then surface in the evening to launch a rocket attack.

"Where are we targeted?"

"Is it certain that the St. Naze Naval Shipyard, in the southeastern district of Kalin, where two newest battleships are being built?" Luo Jiahui said.

"That's enough, our rockets are launched, and the area spread is so large." Li Zhongping stretched out a finger and swiped along the map, "However, the West Francians have not yet implemented light control, and if you want them to come down at night, they can still achieve very good results." ”

"How long will it take us to shoot all the rockets?" Li Haiming said.

"For ten minutes, we can only carry 120 rounds of spare ammunition, plus the barrel, we can only play five rounds. With such a large dispersion, there is a high probability that we will hit the shells into civilian areas. Li Zhongping replied.

Luo Jiahui turned his bearded face to Li Haiming, the corners of his mouth curved, and with a strange sneer on his face, he said, "Oh, whatever, as long as you can kill the damn West Francians!" ”

"Well, take advantage of the time when the West Francian harbor guards are very lax!" Li Haiming said, he picked up the bread on the table and took a big bite.

Woo-wow! Wow! Wow!

At this time, the combat alarm in the submarine suddenly sounded.

"What's going on?" Li Haiming quickly walked through the passage and returned to the command room.

"The radar detected a low-flying enemy aircraft, maybe just a seagull." Sergeant Choi Cheuk-man, the chief engineer on duty, said, "That plane flew very low, we need to dive!" He said as he put away his periscope.

"Okay, let's dive to 50 meters now and keep our current course!" Li Haiming said, "Anyway, the sun is coming out, and we need to stay underwater for a day!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Chief Engineer Cai Zhuowen agreed.

Signal soldier Jin Huanqi was staggering over from the passage in front of him, and Li Haiming took the "West Francian Coastal Navigation Manual" from his hand and returned to the restaurant.

"Whose idea was this? That commander of the submarine of the North Atlantic Fleet? Luo Jiahui asked.

"Supreme Command!" Li Haiming put the navigation manual on the dining table and said to the two people on the table. "Last month the West Francians sent their bombers to attack the port of New York, and the deputy prime minister happened to be there, and the old man was so angry that he ordered the submarine force to do this."

Did the West Francians really think that the current empire was easy to mess with?

"Sir, high-speed propellers, there should be a patrol ship coming towards us!" At this time the sonar room reported.

"Have you arrived at the fairway?" Li Haiming said, "Continue to dive and sit directly at the bottom!" ”

"Pressurize the boat!"

The submarine lowered its head and continued to burrow into the deep water, and through the walls of the boat, it still seemed to feel the increasing pressure outside. When the depth gauge indicated 82 meters, the boat slammed and seemed to sink into the sludge on the bottom of the sea.

"Okay, turn off the lights, now except for the staff on duty, the rest sleep!" Li Haiming shouted, and then went back to his cubicle.