On the bridge of the submarine, the red combat lights turned the crew's skin tone to a tan. All combat teams were present, and the operations staff gathered around the command platform, discussing quietly. The submarine was hot and stuffy, and most of them wore only their shorts.
Captain Yu did not take his designated seat, but stood beside Political Commissar Wang and Director Ning. All three of them held cigarettes, puffing away as they waited anxiously for the plan to be carried out.
"Report! Four underwater explosion shock waves were detected, with a time interval of 0.3, a direction of 157, and a depth of more than 3000." An officer handed over a note.
After reading it, Old Yu dropped the note into a canned ashtray and nodded to the two men. The situation was now clear, and the biggest uncertainty had passed. However, he still asked the question that had been bothering him for several days: "Comrade Ning Weihe, are you sure that the awakened woman... comrade, will appear at the right time and place? After all, this is a life-or-death decapitation operation..."
"Of course I'm sure." Lao Ning patted the captain's shoulder and replied quietly, "Don't be fooled by her youthful appearance. In fact, her way of thinking is similar to yours. She considers things very carefully, so she will definitely fall into my trap."
"Then you have invested a lot of money." Political Commissar Wang sighed.
"Yes, I hope they both can survive." Lao Ning muttered silently.
This attack nuclear submarine had already crossed the equatorial circulation and was now heading towards its planned destination. Their destination was neither East Island nor the so-called warm current corridor, but Country Z's overseas enclave - Nanzhou (Oceania).
Before the war, this place was an important mineral resource export area in the world. Immigrant compatriots built eleven emerging cities here. Most of them were destroyed in the war, but the intelligence department of the metropolitan area believes that there may still be many survivors here.
Mineral resources are not the first target of nuclear strikes, nor are they the second or third targets. No one will waste precious strategic strike forces on these things buried deep underground, so they believe that there must be many people hiding in those underground facilities, and they must have mutated, and perhaps established the first countries in the new era - such as those sirens.
Of course, No. 509 was not here for these people. Although these people were essentially still the people of Country Z, Political Commissar Wang and the captain, including most of the crew, were willing to save them as much as possible, but the submarine was indeed unable to take care of itself. Not only did it not have the extra capacity to transfer them, but it was not even sure it could save itself.
Entering the near sea from the deep sea is a huge hurdle!
"Current position, 10 degrees south latitude, 162 degrees east longitude, depth 102. We are crossing the Solomon Islands." An officer reported routinely.
"How's the weather outside?" Old Yu asked casually. This was his professional habit.
"I don't know. We have been diving for 24 consecutive days. However, scientists in the experimental area speculate that the conditions in the southern hemisphere are probably similar to those in the northern hemisphere, so it is either windy or snowing on the sea. Besides, it is winter here now, so you can try to imagine it." Ning Weihe replied.
"Damn it, I hate winter!"
"Who wouldn't be now? The ground in winter can freeze steel into ceramic."
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