When our mission was complete, the Nightcat left the extremely dangerous sea area at full speed. www.biquge.info But unexpectedly, as we were speeding out of 50 nautical miles, the radar showed that a submarine of unknown nationality was following behind us.

It maintained the same speed as us all the way, and while this was nothing new on the high seas, my heart was tense when the radar spotted the submarine because of this desperate operation.

Of course, I'm not worried about what kind of threat this submarine will pose to us, or whether it will suddenly attack us after it. My concern is that the reason is unknown now, I don't know if it's a decoy, or if it's a stalker, or if those people on Tuping Island have discovered our presence.

Or maybe they think we've found out their secrets there, so they want to do the same thing with that reconnaissance plane. Even if they are trying to kill us at the risk of provoking a conflict between the two countries.

At best, the situation is calm now, but the appearance of this submarine makes me have to judge the possibility of war on the verge of breaking out.

Maybe it's just telling us about the high-speed destroyers in front of us, or even some large cruisers. The submarine passes on the information gathered during the stalking to the cruisers that are waiting to bring us halfway, and their destroyers will lay death traps in the waters where our submarine must pass.

They can sink our submarine without even noticing, with some depth charges and torpedoes.

Although I had a plan ahead for anything that might happen on the way, I was mentally prepared for the worst.

But if I really have to face a war, then I can honestly tell you that I really haven't thought about it.

I don't know if the emergency plan that was laid out before will be something based on the premise that the two sides will not go to war directly, or that the emergency plan is just a matter of political principle. It was only then that I deeply felt that modern soldiers and politicians have been carried away by peace, and although they are determined to sacrifice their country, they never thought that they would one day encounter real war.

After discovering that it had been being followed, the entire Nightcat began to get nervously busy. The sailors weaved through the narrow corridors, the radar scanned the distance between the two over and over again, the torpedo tubes had been turned on and the individual firing units were in place.

Even so, looking at the numb eyes on these people's faces, I realized that they didn't really plan to fight this war, thinking that all they had opened the insurance were defensive torpedoes and some submarine-launched missiles. Of course, there is also a surprise that they are first hit by enemy torpedoes or depth charges.

In this case, they are expected to rebel. But will the real enemy give them a chance to resist? I think this kind of strategic hesitation and political restraint may have been predestined on the day the Night Cat went to sea.

Of course, I'm in command here, so I'm not going to let that happen anyway. After listening to Chen Meng's orders to evade and accelerate, I temporarily took over his command in accordance with the political privileges given to me by Old Man Wu.

In today's country, a well-developed political system will help you quickly take over the power given to you by politics. When I proposed to take over the power temporarily, Chen Meng hesitated, but then I took out what Old Man Wu gave me. This piece of paper made Wang Dahai, chief of staff and political commissar, immediately transfer Chen Meng's power to me.

After a smooth transfer of power and the support of the entire ship's cadres, I ordered the entire combat part of the Night Cat nuclear-powered submarine to be brought into first-class combat readiness, with all torpedoes going into the launch tubes. Ascend to the submarine-launched position and turn on the missile launch system.

After doing all that, I turned the Nightcat around and pounced on the submarine that was following us. Fifty nautical miles is undoubtedly a short distance for a submarine in combat condition, and soon our submarine ran into the submarine that was tracking us head-on.

We listened five nautical miles ahead of them, and quickly zeroed in on them with radar, and the result was that the people on the submarine quickly gave in to us on the universal channel. They told us that they were employed by a British company that specialized in collecting information on nuclear submarines from countries around the world. Twenty minutes ago they spotted us, and they ventured to follow us in order to get some data.

They begged us not to fire torpedoes, and of course we could defuse the current conflict on our own satisfactory terms.

I heard that the attack submarine in front of me was just a mercenary intelligence boat converted by an arms dealer. My heart was relieved, but in order to teach these daring robbers all the lessons, I still gave them 50 million dollars in compensation.

Later, when my account received the ill-gotten gains, I ordered the Nightowl to leave the submarine behind.

In the voyage that followed, although we encountered a circulation on the way again, there was a little situation, but unexpectedly, we returned to the back road surprisingly smooth.

After bypassing the ocean circulation, the sea has been calm, and no anti-submarine aircraft have been found to be passing by. In this best-case scenario, soon our submarine reached the sea zone in absolute safety.

When the early morning sun shone on the Night Owl, which was sailing close to the sea, Tang Zongli and I stood on the tower and enjoyed the scenery along the way. The sea breeze gently blew on our cheeks, which relaxed our nerves, which had been tense for days.

I have been living in the depths of the dark ocean for several days, and my depressed mood has also been released to a certain extent in such a calm blue sea. You don't know when a person is so eager to breathe fresh air, and you don't know why some people have a unique love for the sunrise.

I think that after this underwater experience, I will also fall in love with watching the sunrise and sunset on the sea. I think this is an essential part of a happy life, and perhaps for some people, it is already a very happy thing to be able to watch the sunrise and sunset for a carefree day.

At this time, the Night Cat had reached the time for regular maintenance, and according to the regulations for the navigation of nuclear-powered submarines, it had to return to its submarine home port for several months of rest.

In view of the fact that our destination and their route back to their home port were very different, Tang Zongli and I had no choice but to take a helicopter that took off from a nearby aircraft carrier on the way. The helicopter that had been ordered to meet us arrived at the meeting site without incident, and three and a half hours after the end of the mission, we left the Nightowl nuclear submarine by helicopter.

At the time of leaving, Captain Chen Meng and Chief of Staff Wang Dahai both came to the outside of the submarine and watched us climb onto the helicopter that came to pick us up. As soon as we climbed into the helicopter, they saluted us, waved their hands and hurried back inside the submarine.

After Tang Zongli and I climbed into the helicopter, in just a few minutes, the huge black body of the Night Cat slowly sank in our sight, and then the whole body merged with the black ocean again.

After nearly 14 minutes of low-altitude flight, our helicopter landed smoothly on an aircraft carrier belonging to the Eastern Pacific Fleet. After a short rest and refueling, our helicopter took off again and took us back to the mainland.

After a long flight in the air and refueling at the base along the way, finally at the end of night, the helicopter carrying us landed safely at an army aviation brigade base on the outskirts of Kyoto, where we were warmly greeted by the base leaders on the tarmac.

After getting off the helicopter, we transferred to the Humvee that had been waiting to pick us up, and after the Hummer that escorted us boarded us, we made a bumpy drive towards the city, and it was not until about 3 a.m. that we returned to the heart of Kyoto.

Because it was too late, I hastily stayed with Tang Zongli in a pre-arranged five-star hotel. Because the bumpy journey was so tiring, I don't know how Tang Zongli felt, anyway, as soon as I got on the pillow after taking a shower, I started to dream about Zhou Gong.

I slept until 12 o'clock the next day before I woke up, and I slept until noon, and after I washed up, I went out to wake up Tang Zongli, who was still sleeping next door. After washing up, changing into clean clothes, and having a delicious lunch in the hotel restaurant, we politely declined the Humvee's request to continue taking us back to school with its lights on.

After seeing off the Humvee, we returned to the hotel to pack our belongings, and after a short rest, the two of us took a taxi at the door of the hotel with our trolley suitcases and the waiter stopped for us.

The taxi took us all the way to Kyoto Institute of Technology. Looking at the prosperity of the city and the colorful life of people outside the window, and then thinking about the suffering and loneliness I experienced on the Night Owl, I deeply realized what is called paradise on earth in my heart. In fact, here, ordinary life is already heaven on earth.

This experience made me grow up quickly and I began to appreciate the life in front of me even more. For the trauma of war, peace and stability are so important to a country.

When Tang Zongli and I rushed to the dormitory, as soon as we opened the door, we were greeted by a mess all over the room, accompanied by a smell of yuba that enveloped the entire dormitory.

People say that college dormitories without hard-working boys are garbage dumps, and that's really not bad at all. When I opened the door, there was no place to put my feet, and I saw tiny melon seed skins all over the floor, cans that had finished drinking beer scattered all over the ground, and a small round table in the middle of the dormitory was also piled with beer bottles and various food scraps. Even the table under the bed was piled with all kinds of food and canned beer that hadn't finished yet.

Maybe it's because the window on the balcony doesn't open the screen, but when we open the door and walk in, a foul smell comes to our noses, making people feel like they want to vomit immediately.

Seeing the dormitory like a pig's nest, I could only stand at the door and shake my head helplessly. Before I could sit down and rest for a while, I had to put down the trolley box, lift the big mop on the balcony and rush quickly towards the big water room in the middle of the corridor.

I mop the floor and wipe the table, and Tang Zongli cleans up the garbage. It took the two of us half an hour to clean up all the miasma of the dormitory.

As a cool breeze came from the window, I felt a sense of fatigue rushing over my head after not doing physical activity for a long time, and I suddenly lay down on my bed and didn't want to move anymore.

If it weren't for the final semester credit exam coming soon, Tang Zongli and I might not be here. I didn't think that if I didn't come to the dormitory for a month, the dormitory would have been ruined into such a disgusting appearance.

Maybe I was a little too tired, and I was already sleepwalking in a trance. In my dream, I was once again on the pink Gold Coast, and I saw in the distance the beautiful Martha in a bikini riding a mammoth smiling at me, the golden sun shining on her brown-red hair and giving off a charming glow.

I was so overjoyed that when I received the invitation from the beautiful woman, I spread my feet and ran towards where Martha was. But at that moment, I felt something suddenly press straight down on me.

I felt a little suffocated all of a sudden, and I reflexively pushed up with my hand quickly, and when I returned to reality, I opened my eyes and saw that Yang Bao had climbed into my bed at some point, and his whole body was still pressing my stomach straight and upright. And what made me even more unacceptable was that it was clear that I could feel the smell of bad breath and alcohol in the air after he hadn't brushed his teeth in the morning, and the smell made my stomach start tumbling again.

"It's going to die, hurry down, I'm about to be crushed to death by you, do you know that people's stomachs can't be pressed." It's like being overturned in a five-flavor bottle, and I can't get angry, and I see that I can't push him anymore, so I can only reprimand him loudly.

"You and Tang Zongli went there, why did you even turn off your mobile phone as soon as you left? Then there was no news about the whole person, it was like a person suddenly disappeared from the earth, what kind of secret activities are you doing, hurry up and share it with your brothers. Also, we're making a lot of progress in the lab. You're going to be pleasantly surprised. If it weren't for the final exams now, our pre-planned plans could have been completed ahead of schedule. Yang Bao saw that I couldn't stand his pressure, so he happily got up and jumped out of my bed, he clapped his hands, and then sat on the stool, changing his slippers, looking at me and Tang Zongli, who was lying opposite me, talking with a hippie smile.

"People weren't allowed to bring their phones, so they didn't get our phones back until this morning. When we got the phone, it couldn't turn it on, it turned out to be out of power. And I didn't bring the charger, and we didn't remember your phone number, so we didn't have time to tell you that we came by ourselves. Hearing Yang Bao's question, I immediately answered truthfully.

"Han Yongbo, why did you come back alone. What is the dormitory all about? Why did you two make this place like a pig's nest after only a few days of being gone? Seeing that I finished speaking, Tang Zongli interjected and asked.

"Hey, it's not that Han Yongbo is about to run for the secretary of the student union, in order to gain popularity, so he didn't drink enough outside last night, so he summoned those bull heads and horse noodles to come to the dormitory to drink. We drank until 3 a.m. and went to bed, and I was too drunk last night, so I didn't clean it. The first class this morning is Old Man Yang's class again, and the study committee informed everyone by text message early yesterday morning that Old Man Yang's class must arrive this morning, because Old Man Yang wants to mark the scope of the exam. You also know that if Old Man Yang's class is not within the scope of the exam, the test paper will not be answered even by the gods. I woke up late this morning, so I got out of bed, grabbed my book, and ran to the classroom. Because of the time constraints, I didn't even have breakfast. I'm still thinking about rushing me back at noon to clean up. I didn't expect you all to clean up. ”

Listening to Yang Bao's explanation, Tang Zongli continued: "Ouyang Jing has seen it, you can help me contact her later, and ask her to help us change two mobile phones." I'm afraid that these phones have already been tampered with, so I might as well get a new one. ”

Yang Bao listened to Tang Zongli's instructions and hurriedly said, "She also had lunch with me just now, and He Yufan was with her." I guess she's also here to prepare for the exam, so I'll call her right now. You don't know that since you left, Ouyang Jing has mentioned you in front of me every day. It's a young girl, and I still wonder if the way I first met her was an illusion. ”

Listening to Yang Bao's words, Tang Zongli hurriedly turned over and said in annoyance: "If you don't call her yet, I don't want people to keep staring at me with their eyes." You asked her to send her phone directly, and I don't want it for a quarter of an hour now. ”

Listening to Tang Zongli's urging on the side, Yang Bao could only helplessly take out his mobile phone and start calling Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing on the other end of the phone heard that Tang Zongli and they had already come, and obviously felt excited when he heard the voice. She asked Yang Bao to be the microphone for herself and Tang Zongli on the phone, asking questions from east to west, and the phone calls were endless. At the beginning, Chen Xinyao and Tang Zongli answered Ouyang Jing's questions without a word. But later, this kind of answer became an answer that Tang Zongli wanted to say but didn't want to say.

It wasn't until later, when Ouyang Jing asked them what brand of mobile phone they wanted, that Yang Bao found out that Tang Zongli and I had already fallen asleep.

Ouyang Jing heard on the phone that the two of us had left her on the other end of the phone and fell asleep, and after cursing a few words in her mouth, she could only hang up the phone helplessly.

Yang Bao saw that we had fallen asleep again, and it was inconvenient for him to disturb him again. After a brief cleanup, he climbed into bed to read horror novels on his own.