Two hours later, Mu Feng slowly exhaled:

"It seems that our guess is correct......"

Liaoning and Nanchang nodded together:

"Confirmed without a doubt......"

Neptune then said with a serious face:

"I'm counting the number of deep ......"

"Well, I'm in trouble with you."

Mu Feng took a deep breath and stood up straight:

"Others, all of them, ready for battle!"

All the channels agreed seriously.

Nanchang next to him instinctively reminded:

"Commander, we can't rush this time, this deep-sea base is too large, and the number of deep-sea here may be more than the USN's shipwive, so we can't swallow ......it in one go."

Mu Feng nodded seriously and said:

"I understand, of course I will not be reckless in asking for war immediately, but, from now on, the short days of leisure for all of us are over.

"To confirm the presence of a larger enemy, we must be ready to fight, and if we do not attack them, they may not attack us suddenly.

"Regarding this deep-sea combat plan, and possibly the final deep-sea combat plan, everyone should think about it and discuss it at a meeting tomorrow."

Nanchang Lizheng agreed, and then Liaoning next to him subconsciously spoke:

"Commander, those shipwrecks next to the South Pole ......"

Mu Feng immediately said:

"Let the satellite scan the situation with the highest resolution, use the satellite to get in touch with them, find out their situation, and then make the next arrangement."

Liaoning immediately nodded in agreement.

After a few more discussions, the impromptu meeting was over, it was completely dark, and everyone went to dinner together.

In the evening, Mu Feng returned to the construction center alone, and the countdown finally reached zero.

Mu Feng rubbed his face vigorously, after an afternoon of busy work, Mu Feng almost guessed what type this 6-hour ship girl would be.

Brace yourself and press the open button, and the huge hatch slowly rises.

The residue left over from the massive consumption of resources turned into the thickest white smoke ever.

In the white mist stood a thin girl.

She was wearing a black bodysuit, waist-length long gray-white hair, and hung down softly behind her.

On the tender little face, the expression was a little dazed, a pair of strange red pupils, and his gaze was a little sloppy.

Mu Feng blinked, this girl's temperament was completely different from all the previous ship girls.

Seeing Mu Feng outside, the girl blinked, and her expression did not change at all.

Slowly came out, and said in an extraordinarily soft and waxy voice, and in a flat and unheaving tone:

"Type 094 strategic missile nuclear submarine, codenamed Long March 10, string number 412."

After saying such a sentence without a beginning or an end, she slowly turned her head and looked at her surroundings expressionlessly.

Mu Feng blinked.

I really guessed it right, it's really her, Type 094, a strategic missile nuclear submarine.

The underwater displacement is 11,500 tons, and the main armament is 12 Julang-2B strategic missiles.

The six-hour construction time should be mainly the time for building containers to generate strategic missiles, not the time required to simply build the hull.

Unlike the Great Wall 201, an experimental boat, as a strategic missile nuclear submarine, it is really necessary to participate in combat readiness duty, so her weapon should be a real, combat-ready missile with a charge.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng's mood was uncontrollable and excited, and his palms slowly began to sweat.

Mu Feng looked at the girl in front of him, as if he didn't care much about anything, Mu Feng tried to wave his hand:

"Hello, I'm Mu Feng, the commander here, welcome to our headquarters."

The girl came back to her senses and glanced at Mu Feng, blinked, and nodded slowly:

"Hmm."

The voice is very soft and nice, but the tone is exceptionally flat, and the expression is the same.

Mu Feng opened his mouth, a little at a loss, and didn't know how to deal with her:

"That, about your name, what should I call you, teach you Little Ten?"

The girl glanced at Mu Feng again, and said in her bland voice:

"We don't have a name, we only have a code name, as long as we can tell the difference, the code name is anything, it doesn't matter if it's the number ten or the little ten."

Mu Feng exhaled:

"Then I'll teach you Little Ten."

Xiao Shi nodded slowly:

"Hmm."

Mu Feng opened his mouth again:

"Well, you're a strategic missile nuclear submarine, and you're carrying real strategic missiles, right?"

"Hmm."

Xiao Shi nodded again, and then with a thought, a huge set of pitch-black equipment appeared in her hand, which should be her ship outfit.

A round lid on the ship's mount behind Xiao Shi opened, and she reached out and took out a cylinder the size of a drink bottle from it and handed it to Mu Feng:

"The Julang-2B strategic missile, this one is equipped with seven miniature fusion warheads, each with adjustable power, ranging from 4 to 60,000 tons of TNT equivalent."

Mu Feng hurriedly caught the big guy and grabbed it tightly, for fear of accidentally falling to the ground.

Although I knew in my heart that it wouldn't explode if it fell to the ground, I couldn't help but panic.

After all, this is the most powerful weapon in the hands of mankind.

At the same time, Xiao Shi took out the second missile and handed it over directly:

"This one is equipped with three small fusion warheads with a power of 250,000 tons of TNT equivalent."

Mu Feng hurriedly reached out to catch it again, looked at the two missiles in his hand, and thought about the current situation.

The Julang-2 missile has a limited carrying capacity, so the number and weight of warheads are strictly limited.

Only 100 kg of warheads of 4 to 60,000 tons can be carried, and a maximum of 7 warheads can be carried.

A 250,000-ton warhead weighing more than 200 kg can only carry a maximum of 3.

Compared with the Trident IID5, which has a similar range but can carry 10 450,000-ton warheads, it is still quite a distance behind.

However, Mu Feng was not discouraged at all, Julang 1 solved the problem of starting from scratch, and Julang 2 solved the problem of whether it could be used.

I got the working Julang 2 directly, and I was already quite satisfied.

Julang 3, which solves the problem of whether it is good or not, can also be completed soon.

Then there is the final full-body submarine-launched strategic missile, which has a range of 15,000 kilometers and can carry at least 8 500,000-ton warheads, and the Giant Wolf 4 will not wait long.

After Xiao Shi came, his biggest contribution should be the physical object that brought the fusion warhead.

Originally, in the strategic missile nuclear submarine project, the project on warheads was too complicated, and I was going to make do with a fission warhead and slowly develop a fusion warhead.

Now that there is a physical product of a miniaturized fusion warhead, it can be reverse-engineered with scientific research equipment.

In this way, the consumption of scientific research has been saved a lot at once, and a complete warhead has been obtained.

Thinking like this, Mu Feng was suddenly in a good mood.