"Stop the meeting, there's a plane approaching us over there, when do you want to make a noise, let's find a way to deal with it." Su Yan raised his voice so that everyone in the restaurant could hear him, and when he and Zhang Jinshan entered the dining room from the helicopter platform in the stern, they found that the traversers gathered here were still violently spraying each other for the dominance of the ship.

"There's a plane coming? Doesn't that mean we'll be saved soon? "Talking is a tall, thin middle-aged man named Wei Xun, gathering around him a group of traversers who don't want to believe in the fact that they have been crossed.

"Save your sister, I don't know if this plane is a hostile force, so let's quickly elect the captain! It's not a way for this ship to stay here all the time, this Nima is a big target!! A black and strong young man said that his name was Chen Hancheng, and the faction led by him was convinced that he had been transported by the "director team" to an era of war.

The group of young men led by Chen Hancheng, who were convinced that they were in a different time and space, had a numerical advantage over the other factions in the restaurant, and they advocated that the captain should be the one who received the most votes. But the traversers, led by Wei Xun, who believed that all this was just a prank by some organization, insisted that only those who received a majority of the votes could be elected captain.

Although Chen Hancheng's faction was the largest in number, it was far from reaching the 50 percent vote requirement put forward by Wei Xun and them. Those who firmly believe that they have crossed the line are neither persuaded to agree with the idea that the person with the most votes will be elected captain, nor are they willing to reach a compromise with others on the issue of candidates for important positions such as first mate, so the dispute has been going on with no hope of an end.

Chen Hancheng's sentence to save your sister quickly detonated the venue that had been quieted down again, and the various factions immediately blew up because of his words, and the scene was chaotic like the scene of the old boy talking about the number in a Hong Kong film.

On the way back to the restaurant with Su Yan, Zhang Jinshan had already heard Su Yan's various speculations about the time traveler was in this era, and he also knew very well what would happen if that plane was a reconnaissance plane sent by devils in World War II. Although he read very few books, that did not prevent him from recognizing the ferocity of devils. Zhang Jinshan knew that if these people who had broken their brains in reading and reading were allowed to make trouble, everyone on that ship would inevitably die.

"Damn, don't make trouble, if you don't want to live, you can jump ship by yourself now! Spicy next door, listen to my brother Su finish talking first! Zhang Jinshan threw a glass bottle that he had found out of nowhere on the deck of the restaurant, causing a loud noise, and as a contractor, he had managed many college students and construction workers, Zhang Jinshan knew that it was useless to reason with those so-called intellectuals many times.

"People who have experience in using radio communication equipment continue to call for help, and people who have used marine radar go to the radar room to see if they can look at the instruction manual and fiddle with the ship's radar. Su Yan was a little surprised that Zhang Jinshan suddenly put himself on the table, but he also knew the necessity of seizing the opportunity to control the situation.

All Chinese people know the meaning of the word devil, even those young people who have been poisoned by the anti-Japanese drama have quieted down, after all, no matter how good the devil in the drama is, no matter how good it is, you have to have a gun, and now trapped in this giant ship that can't move and can't see the cannons, who can not be afraid of devils?

"There's also a weapons control room over there, why don't you send someone over there to take a look, after all, all of this equipment comes with instruction manuals, what if we can really mess it up?" Chen Hancheng was silenced by Zhang Jinshan's voice, and Su Yan's speculation that the plane might belong to the devil also made him realize the seriousness of the matter, and he chose to temporarily obey Su Yan's task assignment.

"Send a few people who have a basic knowledge of English and are familiar with the operation of electronic equipment, but the main focus should be on the radar room, those advanced air defense weapons without radar are especially scrap metal." Su Yan said that he is even half a military fan, but he still knows that the current shipborne weapons will not work without radar guidance.

The radio enthusiasts reconfirmed that the ship's radio communications were in working order, but they still did not find any radio signals other than their own ship.

However, the coders in the radar room followed the instruction manual to make the SPS58A air search radar and SPS10F sea search radar on the "Sacramento" class comprehensive supply ship work normally, and soon they let the two MK95 fire control radars in the weapon control room also enter the working state.

"Reported, the radar is on, well, it's going to take about three hours to figure out the operation of these devices." The rough embryo in the radar room reported their progress to Su Yan in the command room on the bridge.

"Okay, keep up the good work." Su Yan said and thought to himself that those few wireless enthusiasts were not useless, at least they still made the internal communication system on the ship work normally.

"There's another thing, the fire control radar in the weapons control room is also turned on, uh, I found that this ship is not without self-defense capabilities, it shows that the fire control radar is connected with at least 2 MK15 20mm 'Phalanx' short-range weapon systems and 1 MK29 eight-link NATO "Sea Sparrow" ship-to-air missile launcher, and the devil's plane in World War II is not all scum? The coder continued to report.

"The premise is that you have to be able to use these things, don't BB, and organize someone to read the manual when you have time." Su Yan said.

Three hours after the good news came from the radar room, the engine department, which was made up of rough embryos with experience in maintaining large tankers, finally figured out how to activate the two 100,000-horsepower steam turbines produced by General Electric on the Sacramento-class integrated supply ship.

Of course, the traversers still have a long way to go before they move this giant supply ship, and only one of them has ever piloted a boat, well, this refers to that kind of small yacht. Let a rich second generation who has only driven a yacht rely on reading the instruction manual to helm a warship with a displacement of 50,000 tons, Su Yan feels terrible when he thinks about it.

"Well, we think I've found the plane you said, and it should be about thirty nautical miles northeast of us right now." The rough embryo in the radar room finally figured out the coordinates on the radar screen with the help of the manual.

"Focus on radar monitoring in that direction, and if we find a formation of aircraft before we figure out how to use the ship's anti-aircraft weapons, then we will have to abandon the ship." Su Yan said.

Relying on Zhang Jinshan's voice, the civilian traversers on the "Sacramento"-class comprehensive supply ship finally gave up their dispute for the time being, and tried their best to complete the task assigned by Su Yan, so as to survive the crisis caused by the discovery of being detected by the plane's approaching reconnaissance.