fictionpage Chapter 481 The Punishment Of The Ocean
Chapter 481 The Punishment Of The Ocean
Ye Qiusheng checked it carefully several times, and clicked [Submit News] after thinking that there was no major problem.
【Submitted successfully】
Seeing the feedback on the screen, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, we can only wait for the development of the situation.
After tossing and turning on the bed for a few minutes, he still decided to inform Boss Chai in advance, this matter requires a plan to prevent problems before they happen.
Got out of bed, found the MSS confidential mobile phone in the purse, climbed on the bed, and called Chai Yong.
Chai Yong quickly picked it up, the old man was not asleep at this point.
"Xiaoye, have you seen Wang Zhenyu?" Chai Lao asked.
"I see, he told me two things. I'm not in a hurry. I'll discuss it with Wang Si slowly. I'm making this call to talk to you about another thing. Tomorrow afternoon,..., it's a courtesy. , but I think there are some areas where we need to take some precautions to be prepared."
"What direction."
Boss Chai knew Ye Qiusheng's ability, so he immediately understood what he meant.
"Watch the island."
"Okay, I understand, you pay attention to safety."
"I will."
After hanging up Chai Yong's call, Ye Qiusheng called Yue Qinghuan again.
There is also a second connection over there.
"Go back to the hotel?" Ye Qiusheng asked.
"Not yet, our two teams are studying some contract details and try to resolve all the incidents tomorrow." Yue Qinghuan said wearily.
"Let them do it well. As a boss, you don't have to do everything yourself. If you do this every time, you won't be exhausted."
"Isn't it in time? It's not good to go halfway."
"You're just too serious."
"I'm serious in everything I do!" Yue Qinghuan's tone suddenly became more sinister, "My husband, I can't accompany you today, so you won't be angry."
Ye Qiusheng endured a little excitement, and said: "Don't think about it, go back to rest early, if you don't obey, I will spank your ass."
"Okay, husband, I'll wait, I'll go back after a while." She still said the same tone.
Ye Qiusheng couldn't take it anymore, "Bye, I'm asleep."
"Good night, husband, miss me."
...
At 14:20 pm on July 12th, Kyoto time.
The bottom of the Pacific Ocean at 150.31 east longitude and 21.83 north latitude.
A Seawolf-class attack nuclear submarine is sailing to the "Guandao" base at a speed of 25 knots.
"Angela, bring in my razor."
The bearded captain, Colonel Thompson, stood in front of the mirror, stroking his inch-long beard with both hands, and shouted to the outside of the bath.
few seconds
Finally, a disheveled blonde woman walked in and impatiently handed him a razor.
Angela turned to leave, but Thompson grabbed her arm, "Baby, wash up now, and fulfill your promise, go, go."
"The space here is too small, Colonel." Angela twisted her body, but she couldn't get rid of Thompson's big hairy hand.
"Right here."
Regardless of her reluctance, Thompson pressed An Gongla under the mirror with his hands.
Angela's slender body could only kneel and sit on the metal floor aggrieved.
"Do it..." Thompson reprimanded.
Angela rolled her eyes upwards, her beautiful blue eyes were full of disgust and disgust, but she opened her mouth helplessly,...
Thompson hummed as he shaved his beard.
Two minutes later, Angela could no longer control it completely, and Thompson had finished shaving his beard. He threw the razor into the sink, grabbed Angela's golden hair with both hands,...
"Boom" a loud noise.
The hull of the boat shook violently, and while Angela fell down, her mouth became uncontrollable and she used some strength.
Thompson screamed, and the two fell into the small bathtub at the same time.
He swung a punch on the head of Angela, who was still biting him tightly, and Angela rolled her eyes and fainted.
Thompson was relieved.
But the traces of water left on the metal floor were stained red.
The siren was wailing, and the boat was shaking.
Thompson gasped in pain.
As if after a long time, the shaking finally slowed down, but the redness on the metal floor of the bath was obviously flowing to the side of the bath.
The submarine had already listed badly.
The sirens were still ringing, one long and one short.
Thompson didn't care about Angela who passed out. He endured the severe pain and wanted to stand up, but the slippery metal floor made his several efforts unsuccessful.
Enduring the severe pain, he stretched out his hand and clung to the bumper by the door, and it took a lot of effort before he crawled over Angela's body little by little.
A dazzling red streak was left on Angela's body.
Thompson climbed out of the bath, stood up while leaning on the wall that was tilted by 30 to 40 degrees, and staggered to the bedside. He didn't have time to bandage the wound, so he grabbed the upper and lower two military uniforms and put them on, and then supported the wall and left the bedroom , to the captain's command room outside.
With the same difficulty, he leaned on the wall and came to the console, pressed the communication button, and he cursed: "f%%k, what's going on, Charlie, come here
Tell me what's going on. "
"Report to the captain, the submarine hit an unknown object, hit an unknown object, the wall of the front engine room ruptured, and a large amount of sea water poured in. I have ordered the front engine room to be closed, and fourteen crew members died."
The terrified voice of co-captain Charlie came out.
"Emergency float, I ordered emergency float, Charlie sent a distress signal to the base, reporting our position."
"Captain, the rescue signal has been issued, the submarine failed to float, the inflation valve of m239 was damaged, the compressed air leaked, and the float failed, please ask for the third procedure."
At this time, the sea water on the sea surface where the submarine is located is boiling, like boiling water.
"f%%k, fk, what's our depth?" Thompson said.
"540 meters, still sinking, 543 meters, 545 meters..."
"Enable the third program, activate the third program,..."
"..."
Thompson's face was ashen, and he issued a series of orders in succession, but the severely damaged submarine was still slowly sinking.
In a blink of an eye, two and a half hours passed.
At this time, the two chief officers of the Kangnedige had gathered together, and they were lying on the wall of the cockpit tilted by more than 40 degrees, helpless and terrified.
They gave up self-help and pinned their only hope of survival on the rescue of the base.
But they also know that hope is less than one in ten thousand.
"Charlie, there are no hidden reefs in this sea area. What exactly did we hit?" Thompson asked blankly.
"I don't know, but it must be a hard object." Charlie shook his head.
"Could it be an act of revenge by the ****? After all, there are 80% * Chinese on the *** cruise ship, and there are four MSS elites. They must know that we did it." Thompson said.
They were the ones who sank the cruise ship *** with four torpedoes.
"Shouldn't have provoked them..." Charlie murmured.
"Shouldn't have messed with them," Thompson muttered, too.
Time is passing, more than ten hours have passed, and the submarine finally sat on the bottom of the sea at a depth of more than 800 meters.
The tilt of the submarine has been greatly reduced.
The surviving crew members on the Kangnedige became a mess, all kinds of hysteria, self-mutilation, and suicide. The only dozen or so female soldiers became the vent of the soldiers who were in a crazy posture.
Angela was not spared either.
She hoarsely asked Thompson for help, but Thompson was indifferent.
They are all waiting to die.
And they also know that they must die. This is revenge from the ocean, and the ocean is not a place where they can come and go freely.