Chapter 484 Underwater Cliff



Chapter 484 Underwater Cliff

Another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Wanxia's belly is a little bulging.

But wearing a loose work suit, it is not noticeable.

It's not that she is afraid of others knowing, but mainly because she doesn't want to be treated specially.

She is the only designer on the submarine who is not a military or paramilitary, and she is already well cared for on weekdays.

If everyone knows that she is a pregnant woman, Lin Wanxia is afraid of being worshipped.

Over the past month, Jiang Sinian and his team have gone through layers of assessments and finally selected those who can go on the submarine.

The entire submarine conducted two more simulated exercises in the offshore area before it was really ready to set off.

Before departure, everyone was given three days off.

To put it bluntly, those who live close to home can go home to see them as if they were the last to see them.

Lin Wanxia saw that each of them had written a will.

She didn't write one.

It's not that she's too arrogant.

The main reason is that her family is Jiang Sinian, who is also on the submarine.

There are two children left, one of whom can't read yet, and the other is attending a special military school.

Whether they can read or not, they are all orphans.

And Lin Wanxia doesn't want them to become orphans.

No matter what, this submarine must return safely.

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It was the first time for Lin Wanxia to go out to sea on a submarine. She

felt very stealthy.

Even though it was a submarine she designed herself.

Submarines are sailing underwater most of the time, even if there is enough oxygen and simulated sunlight.

But after a long time, you have to go up to take a breath, otherwise you will feel very depressed.

Although she was underwater, Lin Wanxia had not seen the sea many times.

She seemed to be in an airtight box.

The inside of a submarine is like the internal organs of a person, with densely packed instruments and equipment, various pipes, and tens of millions of valves.

Everyone usually lives in the gaps between these equipment and pipes.

It is conceivable how strong the willpower and perseverance are needed.

Soldiers have been trained, and everyone is particularly worried about Lin Wanxia.

However, after ten days or so, most people spent more time in bed but couldn't sleep, their appetite decreased, and everyone gradually became irritable.

Lin Wanxia was no exception.

The special forces members were the most stable in their emotions.

Especially Jiang Sinian, who had been comforting Lin Wanxia.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth, without wind or rain.

It seemed that we would reach the expected destination tomorrow, and then we could return home by punching a clock.

At midnight.

Jiang Sinian, who was on duty, was on routine patrol.

Seeing the fat squad leader who was monitoring the depth gauge of the ship, he suddenly stood up.

Jiang Sinian walked over and said, "What's wrong?"

"It seems to be losing depth!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Sinian also saw it.

The pointer suddenly jumped down rapidly.

"It's an underwater cliff." Jiang Sinian said almost in unison with the squad leader.

Losing depth is a common situation encountered during the voyage of a submarine. Due to the different density of seawater in different places, it is normal for a submarine to float up and down ten meters.

Acceleration, air supply and drainage can solve the problem of losing depth.

Underwater cliffs are sudden drops, just like falling into an abyss.

Once the shallow depth limit is exceeded, the hull will rupture or even disintegrate.

The fat squad leader reacted quickly and immediately sounded the emergency alarm.

Jiang Sinian glanced in the direction of Lin Wanxia's dormitory, then turned around to go to the cabin that was more likely to have problems.

The commander was right, if we can't save the submarine, no one will survive!

The captain on duty first ordered to increase the speed.

"Two seconds forward with the navigation plane!"

Jiang Sinian pressed the intercom at the same time and ordered: "Supply air to the middle group water tank and prepare to run the main motor."

Use the navigation plane, the speed is low. Use the main motor, the speed is high.

Logically, this kind of order should be given by another captain here.

But the captain suddenly had a high fever last night and fainted, and now it is unknown whether he is awake or not.

Jiang Sinian, the only experienced commander, took over his position as the captain temporarily.

However, the acceleration did not stop the depth drop.

The hull was pressed and creaked.

It was this sound that woke up the old captain who was still in a coma.

He was a veteran with more than 40 years of military service.

He was helped to the cockpit.

He gave the order in a weak but unquestionable tone: "Main motor sailing! Forward two!"

The meaning of this order is roughly equivalent to switching to free (movement) mode with the accelerator pedal pressed to the bottom and sailing at full speed.

Seeing the old captain coming in person, Jiang Sinian immediately turned around and went to the pipeline warehouse.

The pressure increased, and it was time to test the pipeline.

All the people in the warehouse, whether on duty or resting, went to their work posts.

Lin Wanxia also arrived at the command cabin.

This submarine was designed by her, and she knew better than anyone what the maximum pressure this submarine could withstand was.

As everyone knows, the deeper the depth, the greater the pressure.

In the United States, a ship encountered an underwater cliff and suddenly dropped more than 2,000 meters below the sea. More than 160 people on the boat died.

At this time, an accident happened.

Lin Wanxia noticed that the tachometer began to increase, and suddenly returned to zero after three or four seconds.

She was shocked. Something bad happened!

This meant that the submarine had lost power.

At this moment, a hurried report came from the radio: "Report to the captain, the main engine room is flooded! The main engine room is flooded."

The blood on Lin Wanxia's face faded instantly.

Not only her, no one present had a good look.

The hair stood on end, the hair stood up, these terrifying adjectives were not enough to describe everyone's feelings.

How many people can really remain calm when the Grim Reaper is right in front of them?

Officers and soldiers are also human beings.

If they fight with the enemy, it doesn't matter if they fight hard, at least they are defending their country.

And there is a 50% chance of winning, after all, everyone has only one life.

But now they have to fight against nature.

Although they shout that man can conquer nature.

But in the face of a real natural disaster, everyone is like an ant.

The crew lives in the cabin, which is close to the command cabin.

The captain of the submarine service area jumped up from the bed. Hearing someone still looking for shoes, he cursed, "What shoes are you looking for? Do you want to die?"

and rushed out.

In the command cabin, the old captain immediately gave orders.

"Supply air to all water tanks!"

"Damage alarm."

Although the crisis has not been resolved, as a designer, Lin Wanxia knows how important this order is.

On the submarine, supplying air to the middle water tank is emergency drainage, and supplying air to all water tanks is accident drainage.

If the captain does not act decisively and supply air again and again, repeatedly, the submarine may go down directly.

I have to admit that the old ones are the best.

With this old captain in charge, even Lin Wanxia feels that he has a backbone and is not so panicked.

The digital depth gauge was running like a stopwatch, beating non-stop, like everyone's heartbeat in the cabin.

Underwater cliffs, not to mention the 1980s and 1990s, even in the next few decades, no submarines encountered them alive.

In the command cabin, the piercing sound of damaged pipe alarms, the huge sound of air supply, the rapid voice of commands, the sound of footsteps, and the squeezing sound of the hull were mixed together.

It was like the horn of the King Yan's Palace, shouting for the lives of all the people on the submarine.


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