Unconsciously, she wandered to the compartment where the bridge was located and once again saw the holographic sea chart glowing green.
Gradually, those sea dragons could no longer keep up with No. 509, and the submarine also threw away its disguise and gradually increased its speed to 30 knots.
At this moment, she was swimming upstream in a strange curved ocean current. It seemed that she was taking advantage of the difference in the current's flow rate, but in fact she was sitting on the transition layer below the ocean current, using the extra buoyancy of the transition layer to offset the thrust of the ocean current.
The low-IQ Hailong couldn't understand this technology, so he was naturally left far behind.
Of course, such an operation does require a bit too much steering skill, so there's no helmsman on the bridge. Artificial intelligence is controlling the giant bluefin tuna, and only its nanosecond reflexes can perfectly control this heavily modified submarine.
There were two officers on duty at the command platform, and not far away were two restless sonar operators, listening to the subtle sounds of the water. There was little light here, as much of the energy was diverted to the onboard computer and other compartments.
A short message on the holographic chart caught Jiang Ling's attention:
[Notice: A new subtropical vortex has formed in the central Pacific Ocean at 30 degrees north latitude. It is expected to accelerate through the equatorial westerlies and make landfall on my country's eastern coast within 11 days. Supercomputer simulations indicate that the vortex's wind speed will gradually intensify, potentially causing the formation of large icebergs as it passes over the equator, thereby disrupting the deep-sea environment. Reference data is being released...]
"Are there still typhoons these days?" Jiang Ling couldn't help but complain.
A drowsy officer on duty woke up with a start. He straightened his forehead, clicked a few times on the command platform, called up the global map, and then loaded the data.
Without taking up much computing power, the finite element weather simulation for the next two weeks appeared on the map, and the people present could see it more clearly.
The simulated path of the subtropical vortex has a 65% chance of crossing the submarine's planned route, and there is about a 20% chance that it will just block the submarine's route.
"No problem, what else can I do?" The officer lay down again. Jiang Ling found it difficult to evaluate his desertion behavior.
But there is really no problem. No matter how strong the wind is or how big the waves are, they cannot affect the area more than 200 meters underwater, unless someone bites the bullet and runs to the surface of the sea - it's none of his business anyway.
After two days of automated navigation, they had already passed through the disputed area between the urban area and the ocean mutants. The rest of the journey was just an ordinary journey... Jiang Ling hoped it would be an ordinary journey.
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