"The ripple detection device that was just deployed to the bottom of the water has detected ripples that resemble those of a submarine at a depth of 180 meters."

"Anti-submarine aircraft No. 2 detected nothing unusual with its active sonar, strongly suspecting it to be a ghost submarine!"

The communications soldier spoke quickly, reporting the unusual situation in one breath.

Liam's self-absorbed humming was interrupted, and he was initially annoyed, but upon hearing that the ghost submarine had appeared, he immediately perked up.

"Has the target's exact location been pinpointed?"

"It has been located. 12 nautical miles northwest of this shipping route is a small trench with a depth of only 600 meters."

The communications soldier replied:

"Analysis of the information sent back by Unit 2 suggests that the enemy may be planning to exploit the complex underwater terrain to launch a surprise attack on our fleet and then use the opportunity to escape..."

“Excellent, it’s time to show the might of the great Lincoln carrier battle group! Haha…” Liam was excited. “Order anti-submarine aircraft number 2 to continue reconnaissance.”

"Take off all A-6 attack aircraft and drop depth charges. USS Lyleda and USS Roselle, advance to encircle them."

"The outer submarine formation is accelerating towards the trench location..."

Liam issued a series of orders, which the communications officer quickly transcribed and immediately sent out.

"Captain, be careful, this might be a trap. Our fleet can't follow too closely," Ethan advised.

Liam held up one finger and waved it: "NO, NO, NO!"

"First mate, you're being too cautious. The current battlefield situation is that the enemy outnumbers us. It's a rare opportunity to hunt down the ghost submarine, as we've finally discovered its trail!"

"Just you wait and see, it won't escape!"

Ethan was still worried: "What if there's more than one 633 hidden in that trench?"

Liam laughed heartily: "Perfect, let's take them all in one go!"

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The order has been issued.

Five minutes later, 12 A-6 attack aircraft carrying depth charges arrived at the target area.

The frigates HMS Lyleda and HMS Roselle circled around in a semi-circle, flanking from the east and west.

The No. 2 anti-submarine aircraft continuously deployed ripple detectors to the seabed, covering an area of ​​20 kilometers in radius.

To enhance reconnaissance capabilities, Liam also moved the No. 1 anti-submarine aircraft from the northeast direction there.

The dense underwater ripple signal was received by two advanced anti-submarine aircraft.

“Azimuth 85, Depth 190, Speed ​​18 knots, Ripple signal pressure abnormal.”

"The target signal is blurry, but it is certain that it is moving in the trench to the northwest!"

"A-6, A-6, speed up the deployment of depth charges!"

At depths of 150 to 300 meters underwater, the muffled sound of depth charges exploding could be heard intermittently.

The water rippled, and clumps of murky foam rose from the sea surface.

This area of ​​the sea has become a site of large-scale blast fishing.

However, what they bombed wasn't fish, but the ghost submarine that terrifies navies around the world!

......

Fifteen minutes later, the Lelda and Roselle completed their encirclement of the underwater target.

Two frigates, one to the east and one to the west, launched anti-submarine rockets into the sea area between them.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh..."

Smoke billowed.

Rockets, trailing white flames, plunged into the deep sea one after another.

When they reach a depth of 200-300 meters on the seabed, they will autonomously select the nearest large target and then detonate it...

The scene of "frying fish" was very lively.

The Type 633 No. 1 boat, whose location was locked, relied on stealth and agile evasion techniques to keep darting through the underwater explosions.

In this situation, even self-defense is a problem, let alone launching torpedoes in retaliation.

Qinling understood:

Once the torpedo is launched, the submarine's exact location will be immediately revealed.

At that time, the depth charges from the A-6 attack aircraft and the anti-submarine rockets from the two frigates will greatly reduce the range of their deployment, making it difficult for the Type 633 submarine, with its high speed, to escape...

"Captain, the starboard torpedo watertight compartment is damaged. Emergency devices have been activated."

"The enemy's attacks are too concentrated, greatly affecting the speed at which our submarine enters the trench!"

"Our vessel is 1.3 nautical miles from the trench entrance. Should we accelerate?"

......

"boom!"

A violent explosion erupted 15 meters to the left front of the submarine.

The shockwave came with the water.

The No. 1 boat was rocking violently, and Qin Ling, gripping the safety railing with one hand, almost lost his footing.

The lights inside the submarine were flashing incessantly.

Qin Ling's expression was stern, his sharply defined lips pressed tightly together.

He personally directed the No. 1 boat to approach the USS Lincoln carrier strike group, mainly for reconnaissance, and had no intention of launching an attack.

Because he knew that with just his submarine, deep in enemy territory, even if he could launch a torpedo and hit the aircraft carrier, its location would also be exposed.

Surrounded by wolves, without the cooperation of its teammates, boat number 1 would have a hard time escaping the encirclement...

In the deep sea, muffled explosions could be heard from time to time.

The fish at the bottom of the water were startled and darted around frantically.

The ripple sensing effect of the reconnaissance device deployed in the water was disrupted.

This is an opportunity!

"Dive to a maximum depth of 300 meters, turn left hard, and go full speed of 20 knots. We'll go around from the left front!"

Qin Ling spoke calmly.

"Roger that! Descend to a maximum depth of 300 meters!"

"Hard left rudder, accelerate to 20 knots!"

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An hour and a half later, the No. 1 boat finally made it into the trench entrance without any major incident.

It took it more than 90 minutes to travel the short distance of 1.3 nautical miles, winding its way through the water.

Qinling and all the crew members on the No. 1 boat felt like they had survived a disaster.

Since it became a ghostly creature hidden in the ocean, it has been an extraordinary presence in the ocean.

It's usually the one tormenting others; it's never been this pathetic before.

When did the US Navy acquire such an advanced instrument that can detect underwater ripples?

With this small reconnaissance device, the advantages of stealth submarines will be greatly reduced!

The fact that the No. 1 boat was able to escape the anti-submarine pursuit was entirely due to Qin Ling's rich experience, calm demeanor, and proper command.

If a different submarine commander were in command, the outcome would likely be dire.

The trench that Qinling had selected in advance was the core of this plan.

His original idea was to lure the aircraft carrier over the trench and then launch a torpedo attack.

After the initial strike, they would use the complex terrain of the trench to evade anti-submarine pursuit.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and unexpected changes occurred as soon as the plan began.

There's no chance of bombing the aircraft carrier now.

Now that we've lured the enemy here, it would be a waste of all this planning if we didn't sink a few of their escort ships!