Chapter 366: Deep Sea Wolves (2)

The opening of the anti-high-pressure camera greatly relieves the psychological pressure of the submarine crew in the claustrophobic space, and has a very significant effect on preventing the submarine with excellent silent effect from lurking on their side.

But at the moment, their main purpose is to prevent the insects that can easily be confused with large fish in sonar recognition from approaching the submarine and causing damage, at least at the current distance, the two submarines in the distance cannot be seen through the camera.

Three terrifying robots are swimming in the water at great speed, one of them will enter the seabed near the explosion site, while the other two will wait for the opportunity to invade the inside of the unknown submarine, and the other party can only be reached by taking the life and death of the other party in their own hands.

The submarine's attitude returned to stability, as if not to be left behind, and Akula also sent a directional high-frequency signal.

Doug Poole was sitting in the captain's chair with his head propped up and patiently waiting for the Ordnance Chief's reply, as the captain of the only three Seawolf-class attack nuclear submarines in the U.S. military, the burden on his shoulders suddenly became much lighter after the arrival of the swarm. I heard that many submarines have been dispatched to the emergency evacuation of government dignitaries and precious production equipment, but these things are not their turn, the cost of nearly 3 billion US dollars in the 90s of the last century has been regarded by the US military as a trump card at the bottom of the box, they as the last guarantee, in the period of extreme infestment of insects still quietly sheltered underwater, because practice has proved that insects are afraid of water.

It is said that the military top brass once wanted to move from the caves of Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado to the depths of the ocean to avoid the haze of the sea of insects overhead, until the latest intelligence came that traces of insects were found in the ocean.

So the USS Jimmy Carter and its sister boat, the USS Connecticut, were sent to the waters of the North Pacific to defend the last pure land of mankind.

However, the fact is that Doug Poole saw a deep-sea manned submersible bring back an egg from the bottom of the sea!

Four days ago, Doug, who had been at the Apra Naval Strategic Nuclear Submarine Base in Guam, received an order signed by Vice Admiral Matthew Kohler, the current head of the Office of Naval Intelligence, that four employees of the Office of Naval Intelligence, along with a deep-sea manned submersible, would be on a high-density mission on his submarine, the contents of which would not be announced to the entire crew until after leaving the submarine base, and that the USS Connecticut would follow their actions throughout the process.

After all, since the beginning of Judgment Day, attack nuclear submarines have passively retreated into useless places, and the swarm cannot threaten the sea, and the attack nuclear submarines, which can only hunt enemy ships but cannot provide support for ground combat, are naturally no longer so popular.

However, Doug did not want to have such a chance to show his face, although his officers and men were all ready to do a big job, but when they learned the truth on the submarine, their emotions were immediately less high.

The sea is no longer safe, and the survivors of the chaos are about to face the same hardships as their compatriots on land, and they will be given a moment of respite from the endless battles of the day.

Therefore, it is in the fundamental interests of these sailors who live by the sea to take the lead and completely eradicate those carpet-like fungi when they have not yet covered a large area.

A day and a half earlier, they had made an emergency ascent to check on the USS Connecticut's injuries. While removing a more mature blanket of fungus, they were attacked by four small whale-sized objects, which came and went freely in the water, rendering the submarine's self-defense torpedoes useless, and the crew could only watch as the dots on the radar signal quickly crashed into them

The Jimmy Carter didn't feel the slightest tremor, and the dots on the radar were gone!

Moments later, the sister boat sent a collision-sensing signal asking for help in getting afloat and alerting, and that's when they realized what had happened to them.

Four 9-meter-long whale-shaped sea monsters float on the surface of the sea, and the blue of the shallow water sets off the mottled color of the skeleton as the water swings slowly. Only the skeleton of these monsters remained, and the flesh that had been washed and peeled off by the sea was quickly dissolved and decomposed in the salty water, and the speed was too fast to even send a dinghy to salvage it.

The Naval Intelligence Office treasured the skeletons, but in the end they were able to save only one and a half skeletons, and the rest disappeared into a floating object with white foam, and finally disappeared into the sunlight completely. According to the explanations of these employees with biologists' certificates, these things belonging to the subspecies of insects as the initial samples of the colony to conquer the sea obviously cannot survive in the sea for a long time, so in the next extermination operation of the seabed fungus blanket, the submarine should not take the initiative to approach, but should circle around the fungus blanket to attract possible sea monsters to come, so that they can try to contact the normal seawater around the fungus blanket, and then kill themselves.

Because the side of the USS Connecticut No. 2 torpedo tube was knocked out of a soccer ball, a testament to how powerful the monster of this genetic variant is at the bottom of the ocean, and at close range, it is far more threatening than a torpedo.

Therefore, after risking a worm egg, Doug finally decided that the follow-up should only be solved within the effective range of the torpedo, and that it was most important to preserve the precious submarine that could no longer be built.

"Torpedo No. 1 is being reloaded, and the firing data is imported." The Ordnance Commander will report back every time he updates a step at hand.

"The azimuth is one hundred and seven, and the distance is three or five! Discover large objects! Suspected whale! ”

In an instant, with the shout of the sonar officer, the air temperature of the entire command center seemed to change.

As soon as Doug turned around, the first mate replied as if he understood what he meant, "The charts show that the nearest whale activity is four hundred nautical miles away. ”

Doug's heart suddenly chuckled, it was a sea monster the size of a whale!

The 9-meter body length of the baby whale is considered to be the lowest existence among whales, and it can still leave a deep depression in the shell of an attack submarine, but now it is a sea monster the size of a normal whale!

"Attack sonar ready!" Doug ordered decisively.

Powerful low-frequency sound waves are extremely penetrating in the seabed, and the dispersion of this sonic energy that exposes one's own orientation is often accompanied by the disembarkation of heavy attack torpedoes.

After the bearing and distance data were returned, the Ordnance Chief quickly revised the torpedo firing data, while the USS Connecticut reset the depth and distance for the torpedo based on the shared data link.

"Captain! The goal is on the rise! The sonar officer shouted suddenly, and the originally stable ripple patterns on the screen in front of him suddenly became cluttered.

No matter what sounds came from the surroundings, the sonar officer remained silent in the posture he had just finished shouting, and he didn't even react to the captain's question, and the hearts of everyone in the command center suddenly hung in the air.

The sonar officer left the headset with both hands, and his face became extremely gloomy, "Confirm that the large object is a submarine." ”

"Did you hear that right?"

At any time, the captain of the boat would not question this kind of person with the most sensitive hearing, but Doug really couldn't believe that it was a small probability event to encounter a submarine in the vast ocean at a normal time in the past, and now that the military power of mankind has suffered a heavy blow, this kind of thing is not a narrow strait that submarines have to squeeze together to pass!

"I can't get you wrong about the noise of the propellers." After speaking, the sonar officer pressed the headphones tightly, he needed to further judge the model of the other party, and then compare the nationality of the other party.

For a while, Doug didn't know what decision to make, and the thoughts that came out of them, the sailors who were far away from the war-torn ground, at this time were nothing more than the consistent hairs of the submarine officers and men when they encountered the enemy's situation, and they didn't know what to do when they encountered the same kind.

It's good that submarines from other countries have also survived, and it represents more hope for humanity to rebuild order.

"Sink it!"

A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Doug was startled.

"Leslie, you know what you're talking about!" Faced with that pale face, Doug instinctively said in disgust.

"I know what you're thinking." Leslie Ireland, who wore the insignia of the Intelligence Office, spoke extremely quickly and irrefutably, "Not to mention the preemptive guidelines that you have always followed, you are hesitating at this time, this is creating an opportunity for the opponent to attack!" How do you know that your opponent is not preparing to launch a torpedo at the moment? ”

"The eggs are the key to breaking up the Worm Monster's occupation of the ocean, and we must bring it back safely!" Leslie asked, "Do you want to see the day the sea wolf is besieged by monsters?" ”

"What if the other party is also ordered to clean the fungus blanket? You will provoke a war between the two countries! Doug had been reluctant to provoke Lieutenant Admiral Kohler, who had been directly accountable to the Office of Naval Intelligence, but after the initial shock, it was clear that Doug had picked up his dignity as a captain.

The captain's authority was unquestionable in the submarine, and the other officers in the command center had risen to surround Leslie, and at the captain's command, they were going to get the man out of the way.

However, a contemptuous smile appeared on Leslie's face, and his attention was not on the officers at all, his eyes fixed on the display in front of the sonar officer.

"Wars between nations? You squid have no idea what the ground is like right now! Leslie pulled something out of his pocket and threw it at Doug, "I don't have time to talk to you, I just want to go back alive." ”