A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 665 Not One Less! He's gone into the submarine, what should we do?

"Yes, sir! We will complete the mission without hesitation! Sir, I have a personal request, may I ask?"

The naval bigwigs who had long since returned to their naval base and were now sitting in the center were shamelessly fawning over each other, looking like... well, you know.

The leader, still deep in thought, lit a cigarette and said, "Speak!"

"Can I transfer the communications to the front line for the next order? The soldiers have been holding out for a full day and night, especially the Haiying!" At this point, the naval leader sighed repeatedly: "Our soldiers are all outstanding! They are truly the best of the best! A 500-ton small boat fought a destroyer on the other side for half the night and even got hit by an egg."

"I just wanted them to hear your voice, and I'd also like you to encourage them!"

At this point, the naval leader couldn't help but feel like crying.

He had always been prepared for the worst, and in his mind, he had already considered the North Sea Fleet, which had almost been mobilized in its entirety, as...

To know what the other side was—it was nuclear! And a new generation of nuclear submarine that had never been publicly revealed before! With such a deadly weapon exposed, if it were him, he'd probably do anything crazy!

Launching a bunch of missiles at the accident site to "wash it out" is the easiest solution.

Let the soldiers hear the voice of those who have always protected them; that's the only thing the naval leaders can do right now.

"You mean, I can talk directly to the soldiers?" The leader didn't show the slightest displeasure; instead, his voice was full of surprise, leaving the naval leader somewhat stunned.

After realizing what was happening, he quickly replied, "Sure! We just need the 'Fire Seed Base' headquarters to transfer the connection! If the digital radios hadn't come out a little late, the frontline soldiers would have been equipped with them and could have connected directly!"

"Oh... Comrade Jiang Xia's research is being applied so quickly? It seems what he said earlier wasn't unfounded!"

"Quickly! Take it! However, you will be responsible for issuing the specific combat orders! I'm just here to encourage the soldiers!"

My opinion is as follows:

"First! I absolutely guarantee the safety of all my personnel."

"Second, closely monitor the USS Bald Eagle nuclear submarine and the USS Blue, exercise restraint, and never fire the first shot! However, warnings should still be issued when necessary!"

"Thirdly, the core principle: do everything possible to prevent the escalation of a nuclear accident!"

"Yes! Our company will immediately begin planning the specific situation, and the operational plan will be reported as soon as possible!"

The naval commander snapped to attention and put the microphone aside. He immediately summoned his staff; the strategic decision-making had been given, so it was now up to them to take charge of the tactics.

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Regardless of what exactly the man said to the soldiers, when the naval commander was deploying the operational orders based on the latest situation, he clearly felt that the soldiers' morale had risen to a new level. The sound of their replies almost shattered his eardrums.

Wow, that's amazing. To be able to make someone fearless of death with just a few words, there's only been one like him in five thousand years of history.

But this feels so good!

The soldiers, now feeling even better after hearing the encouragement, would probably gladly agree to be stuffed into cannon barrels as cannonballs right now.

"'Brut'!" The captain personally brandished the signal light, its beam carrying an unprecedentedly forceful tone as it shot towards the other ship's bridge: "This is the Republic's Navy! Your nuclear submarine has illegally intruded into our territorial waters, seriously infringing upon our sovereignty! We hereby issue the following stern warning:"

"First, your submarine must remain on the surface! Any attempt to submerge will result in immediate destruction by our forces!"

"Second, your ship 'Brut' must not approach or engage in any dangerous maneuvers such as towing! You must maintain distance! Otherwise, we will consider it a hostile act!"

"Third, you shall bear all the consequences!"

After the signal was given, the captain immediately ordered: "Main guns and secondary guns disengage! Torpedo tubes prepare to fire! Lock onto that destroyer! Any unusual movement, sink it immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" The battle stations roared in response, their cold cannons and torpedo tubes locked firmly on the behemoth, even the other two large warships following it were no exception.

After doing all this, the captain looked at the Sea Eagle, which was still circling around the large submarine, and felt a bit of a toothache.

"Ensure safety... The two people on the ship are fine, but what about the one who ran onto someone else's control tower and was about to jump?"

"Quickly contact Liu Huaqing and have him tell the comrades who climbed the submarine that it shouldn't be blown up, nor should it be captured!"

"Let that ancestor crawl out quickly..."

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Colonel Williams is very flustered and panicked...

On one hand, the fleet command ordered him to confirm the submarine's specific situation; on the other hand, it was being pointed at by the dark muzzles of our "Three King Kongs," preventing it from getting close.

Damn it, how am I supposed to play this? Those damn submarines aren't even communicating with me, how the hell am I supposed to check on their situation?

Should we get closer and observe?

That also depends on whether the tiger beside you agrees...

Yes, it's the Tiger. For some reason, those "old guys" opposite him, who were originally inferior to the "Blue" in terms of tonnage and firepower, suddenly raised the barrels of their main guns on the bow and secondary guns on the sides to a ferocious angle! The dark muzzles gleamed with a deadly cold light under the moonlight and the afterglow of the searchlight.

What made his scalp tingle even more was that he could clearly see the torpedo tube covers amidships of the enemy ship slowly opening, with the huge launch ports pointing straight at him.

Cold sweat instantly soaked Colonel Williams' back. He felt like he was surrounded by three tigers poised to pounce, while he, the theoretically stronger lion, dared not even bare his claws because of the invisible shackles around his neck (the submarine and that damned bomb).

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Williams roared inwardly. The fleet headquarters' emergency communications were still buzzing in his ears like a death knell: "Williams! Immediately confirm the status of the 'Thresher'! Casualties? Reactor status? The specific condition and stability of that bomb? I need the most detailed assessment! Immediately! Right now!"

"Immediately? Right now?" Williams looked at the communicator, then at the black behemoth in the distance that looked like a sea lion balancing a ball, and an unprecedented sense of absurdity and powerlessness welled up in his heart.

How did he confirm it?!

Ever since that damned submarine surfaced and was warned, communications have fallen into an eerie silence! No matter how he tried to call using the international standard channel, the emergency channel, or even the backup channel agreed upon by both sides, the Thresher remained like a lifeless reef, offering no response whatsoever!

"Call again! Use light signals! Use flag signals! By all means! Get them in touch!" Williams roared at the signal officer, spitting almost onto his face.

The signal lights flashed in vain, and complex flag signals fluttered in the night wind.

"Sir... the 'Thresher Shark'... still no response..."

"F**k me!" Williams groaned in pain, rubbing his face vigorously with both hands. He felt like a meat patty roasting over a fire!

"Keep in touch... If headquarters is pressing, tell them there's a bomb on the submarine's bow, and it's a bomb that could explode at any time..."

The Thresher remained silent. The outline of the depth charge above it appeared even larger and more menacing in the moonlight, like a chilling question mark hanging over Williams's mind—was that thing actually stable? Were the people inside either terrified or dead? Was there a leak in the reactor?

Thinking of this, Williams had an idea: "Gradually reduce speed to 2 knots, and inform the people monitoring us about the slowdown..."

He picked up his binoculars again and looked at the Thresher, trying to glean some clues from its surface damage and posture.

This was quite alarming; a figure was seen crawling into the submarine.

"Quick! Use the loudspeaker! Draw their attention!"

There's hope! There's hope! People have finally emerged from that wrecked submarine!

Hey, where did this guy come from? I've been staring at the control tower the whole time, and nobody's come out.

Well, maybe this nuclear submarine has some kind of emergency exit...

Hey bro, at least say hello to me!

Colonel Williams, holding his binoculars, wished he could throw them at the other man to get his attention.

Eh~ Eh~ Eh~

Why did you jump in again? Look at me, please...

Colonel Williams was on the verge of tears.