"Lao Cheng, what do you think?" The commissar asked hesitantly, still blaming himself for disturbing the captain's dream.

"I think we should send another drone to take a look...... No, no, things have changed. 419 immediately set sail for there. Perhaps Japan is acting on the sly, and it must not allow them to succeed. Cheng Dayang's sudden change made Lin Xiuxuan rush to the surprise, he is indeed a chief officer who can distinguish priorities.

"How long will it take us to get there?" Lin asked

"You can't go full speed right now, so at least 20 hours."

"That's it, let's act now."

"Okay, I'll arrange it immediately, if, as expected, the Japanese place a buoy there, and the salvage ship hasn't arrived yet, we can try to destroy it, anyway, it's typhoon season, so it won't arouse suspicion, so they will have to fold a lot of time, and at the same time we can prepare a second plan."

"Second plan?" The commissar asked.

"Well, I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing if the Japanese really come to salvage. What do you think, Lao Lin? ”

"Yes, you and I have been together. As long as you come, you can be of my use. ”

Lin Xiuxuan and the captain's thinking jumped too much, which made it difficult for the political commissar to understand for a while.

"What the hell are you talking about new plans?"

"We're talking about helium, and the Japanese come with these things. And then we're like a way to get it. ”

The political commissar slapped his thigh and suddenly realized. The concealment of 419 did allow them to always take advantage of their actions, but the Japanese always had an advantage in resources.

The discussion stopped, the political commissar rushed to the command cabin to direct the change of direction, and Cheng Dayang went to the chart room and asked the chief navigator to conduct a navigation radar detection and an inertial navigation verification when the submarine crossed Yangshan Island. Without satellite navigation, the preparation of any voyage is much more complicated than ever, allowing them to find the wreck relatively quickly without having to do a second seabed survey.

At the same time, 200 meters above the sunken Kasuga Maru. The sentinel ship from Kagoshima is ready for its first deep dive salvage, just waiting for the sea conditions to improve and the latest weather information.

The navigation stations in Taiwan and Naha came with weather news that they needed a new typhoon from the southeast ocean, and if the typhoon went north, it would be okay to move. If the typhoon comes west, they will turn to Keelung, Taiwan, for a while.

Makino stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the leaden black sea with anxiety, due to the ship's radio problems, he still didn't know that Konoe had stepped down, and he still fantasized that he could use what he salvaged to save Konoe's regime, which was the most direct way he could think of. He had just expressed his opinion to Akira Kagesa that he believed that divers were not affected by the surface climate at the bottom of the sea, and that they could go down now. Kagezo Zhenzhao is also quite embarrassed, the current typhoon is in the southeast, and the wind circle has spread here, and you can see the direction at a glance, but why is Makino in such a hurry?

Kagesa couldn't survive him, and suggested to the captain that he immediately start a diving operation. Of course, the captain has no problem, he can disobey the command of the rear admiral, but Onishi still has to explain there, of course, he said the ugly thing in front: if the typhoon suddenly turns to the mainland, he doesn't care if there are people below who want to decompress for a few hours, he has to go. Kage Satsuaki agreed, it wasn't his life anyway, the Japanese soldiers in this era were consumables, and they were ready to die with glory at any time.

Evening of September 29. Divers Hideo Kadokawa and Nobuo Otsuka put on heavy wetsuits and got inside the cramped diving bell. Their equipment includes a diving lamp that can work for hours, a basket to collect items, and a hand*.

The crane that occupies the original deep-water* track lifts the entire multi-ton ball and then slowly descends it. This dive has another significant significance, which will more than double the number of domestic diving records in Japan. Thinking of this, Kadokawa was quite proud.

However, when he waved awkwardly to Makino on the side of the crane platform through the glass window, he found that Makino and the major general were not looking at them at all, but were arguing fiercely about something, apparently not taking his record breaking and their lives too seriously.

The moderate wind and waves on the surface of the sea caused the diving bells hanging in the air to be shaken back and forth, and they could barely stand in this iron lump, and could only hold on to the hard bulkhead. It wasn't until this stupid thing got into the water that everything settled down.

This time he had to fill the sphere with water, so he couldn't use a phone, and the means of communication was an external diving rope, which he could pull and signal to complete the task, and that's it. Now that he could no longer speak, and he could only communicate with Otsuka through gestures, he twisted the valve vigorously to inject seawater into the cabin according to the protocol set by Makino.

Instead of breathing the usual mixture of oxygen and nitrogen, oxygen and helium are breathed, and this form of diving method has only appeared in textbooks, and it is a cutting-edge topic of diving pathology in Europe and the United States, and there is no practice in Japan.

As the water began to fall past his helmet, he turned on the searchlights around the diving bell, allowing him to see the water pressure gauge outside. The depth of the water is judged by this device.

When the water was 100 meters deep, he and Otsuka turned on the heating device of the diving suit, this old diving suit is only suitable for diving above 60 meters, which is not much better than the kind worn by fishing sponges, and the heating efficiency is not high, but it is better than nothing.

The two began to feel a stinging pain all over their bodies, which was the effect of water pressure on the human body, but fortunately, they had undergone years of training and could take them for several hours at the bottom of the sea at 40 meters, while this mission, before and after, was only 1 hour, which was determined by the capacity of the oxygen cylinder.

When they dived 150 meters, they saw the huge wreck and lay there quietly, like a tomb lying dormant at the bottom of the sea.

With the external barometer pointing to 19 atmospheres, the diving bell finally hit the ground with a heavy blow. The dust from the bottom of the sea temporarily obscured the view from the outside, obscuring the wreck.

Kadokawa gestured to Otsuka to wait, then vigorously turned the wheel on the circular sealed exit on one side to push the heavy door open. He hung the diving rope on the hook inside the door, and with great difficulty he broke out the first step, and it seemed that it was not too much problem for a person to move 200 meters underwater.

The floating sand around it gradually fell, and the behemoth reappeared in front of me. He took the basket handed by Otsuka and strolled forward; Otsuka illuminates it behind him. Kadokawa felt a violent ringing in his ears, and his chest was pressed like a thousand pounds of boulder, and the water pressure tried to squeeze the air out of his lungs all the time. Breathing became extremely difficult, and he had to laboriously inhale every breath of air. Of course, this is not the only problem.

Yesterday he had already reported to Makino that he had not seen a way to enter the wreck, and now he had to go over to find out what the opportunity was.

The two of them bubbled as they slowly walked along the ocean floor, shining a small light on the pile of steel. It disconnects from the middle and seems to find a place to climb in. There was a section of the hull that was erected so high that it was impossible to climb up for the time being, and Makino said not to bother with the stern, so he went to the bow of the ship lying flat on the bottom of the sea first.

He dragged the dive rope and slowly moved forward. Everywhere Otsuka's light spot went, some underwater fish that had never seen a bright light sped away.

Kadokawa walked to the fracture of the black hole, and the hull of the ship was tilted at 30 degrees, and the inside, it was still possible to walk. He lifted open an iron plate in front of him, and a hideous-looking and mutilated corpse floated sideways towards him. He hurriedly shifted his hand, and the corpse in the orange life jacket floated to the other side. He noticed that the corpse had red hair, was dressed in strange clothes, had one foot bare, and on the other foot was wearing a shoe with an extremely thick soles with a tick drawn on it, and he didn't know what it meant.

Meanwhile, on the sea, Makino and Kagesa are debating. Makino insisted on letting the second group go down after 8 hours so that he could get more stuff up. Kagesa Zhenzhao felt that he couldn't be too impatient, and he had to look at what he had caught for the first time before he could decide. Someone interrupted their disagreement and handed over a freshly developed photograph that Kadokawa had taken yesterday.

Makino only glanced at it and immediately frowned. The photo was taken very badly, and apparently Kadokawa didn't realize that using magnesium lights through the glass portholes would create strong reflections, which made the shipwreck look very blurry outside.

"General, look at this photo, I think it must be retaken, otherwise I won't be able to win people's trust."

"It's okay, the silhouette of this ship is out......" Kagesa couldn't help but be amazed when he saw Kasuga Maru for the first time, he found that this ship was much more optical than the proudest ship he had ever seen in the navy, "Just tell them that they are caused by reflection." ”

"No, one would think that this is just an excuse, a deliberately created reflection to cover up a fake"

Makino was probably in the Shanghai dungeon, frightened by interrogation, and did not hesitate to assume the worst possible difficulties for the military department.

"Makino-san, what we have is time, we can take our time, why rush for a while. Even if Taiwan goes to Keelung to avoid the typhoon, you can come back. ”

"General, I always feel that time is not on our side, and maybe in a few days the Prime Minister Konoe will collapse...... If you can fish for something that works, maybe you can stop it. By the way, I thought that if I found something useful, I should call a seaplane and I would personally send it to Tokyo to explain it to the big guys. ”

"Okay, I agree with that, I hope I can make some valuable money."

"That's what I'm worried about, they won't be able to bring larger items. Textual information, on the other hand, can't say much about it. ”

Underwater, Kadokawa cautiously walked through the empty floor of Class A, the loading area at the bottom of the ship, surrounded by corpses and belongings, and he grabbed something, someone's work ID in a plastic envelope, and put it in a basket. Further on, he saw something left on the ground, and rubbed the mud and sand with his foot to find that it was a colored watch with no hands on the surface. He couldn't bend over in a wetsuit, so he gave up.

In front of it was a row of crates, some of which had been knocked open, and rows of strange things could be seen inside. He hadn't seen a single air defense*, but he saw the trigger and guessed it was a weapon. He saw a complete tracked combat vehicle, with two guns on either side of the turret, and a strange circular thing staring at the turret.