Super electric eel clone

Chapter 73 Where did the torpedo go?

PS: Asking for tickets is a long-lasting and difficult thing~
But fortunately, I have good perseverance, and I haven't let up in the slightest after persisting for so many days!
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The sun shone on the shimmering surface of the sea, as if covering the sea with a layer of glittering broken silver, and like crumpled green satin.

On the SH-60B Seahawk multi-purpose carrier-based helicopter, two observers and the pilot searched for something in this sea area over and over again...

"Report, 'Sea Eagle' did not find the target... Report, 'Sea Eagle' did not find the target!" On the helicopter, an observer turned on the airborne radio and shouted into the microphone.

"Continue to expand the search area, I don't believe this torpedo can be eaten by sharks?" An angry voice came from the radio.

after an hour……

"Report, the Haiying fuel oil has been lowered to the warning position, and the target is still not found... The Haiying fuel oil has been lowered to the warning position, and the target is still not found... Request to return immediately!"

"……return……"

The voice on the other end of the radio fell silent for a while before saying in a low voice.

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Located on the east coast of Honshu Island, Yokosuka Port covers an area of ​​about 230 million square meters. It is the largest and most functional US naval base in the Far East.

In the naval base, in a conference hall of a white six-story building surrounded by soldiers with live ammunition.

"Can any of you tell me where this torpedo went?" Admiral Carlton slammed the table: "It's been two days, why haven't even a torpedo been found?"

"Sir, I can assure you that when I ordered the release of the torpedoes, I strictly followed the standards in the submarine manual, and there was absolutely no mistake."

The commander of the Seawolf-class attack nuclear submarine; Belfort sat at the conference table with an innocent expression.

"Then you mean that the torpedoes produced by our military factory are substandard?"

Admiral Carlton raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Every torpedo made in the arsenal needs to go through thirteen extremely stringent safety inspections. Even if the paint on the surface is not smooth, it has to be reworked. Not to mention a suspension function? So I have enough reason to suspect that you made a mistake in the manipulation!"

"Sir? Could it be that the torpedo got stuck in the mud?" Carnegie stood up from his seat to smooth things over: "Last year, we had a submarine that hit the bottom of the sea. The torpedo didn't have eyes and stuck in the mud. It's not impossible."

"The deepest part of the sea is only more than 250 meters. Even if the torpedo is really stuck in the mud, what about the dye? Why didn't the dye penetrate into the sea? Don't tell me that even a junior high school student in the military factory can handle things independently, and there will be mistakes. ?”

"It may be too deep in the mud, and the hatch of the torpedo's dye is blocked~"

Commander Belfort shrugged his shoulders, and said [-], "As you know, there are so many wonders in the world. I have a female classmate in elementary school. After she found out that her husband was unfaithful to her, she committed suicide by jumping off a building and hit a The man who just passed under the apartment, she smashed him to death, but she was only slightly injured, coincidentally, this man is her husband who has changed his mind!"

"Fatty!" Carlton, who hadn't sweared for many years, finally blushed and had a thick neck today!

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Li Bo, 20 years old this year, is an ordinary sailor at the torpedo boat base in Zhongyun City.

The setting sun was slanting, and Li Bo was sitting alone on the pier, fishing with a fishing rod made of a clothes-drying pole.The life of a sailor is extremely boring. He often stays on the boat for several months. If it is not for the occasional fishing, he even suspects that he will be driven mad by boredom.

"Hey, what's that?" Li Bo put down his fishing rod and stood up to look into the distance, only to see a huge mass of objects floating on the surface of the sea with golden scales.

After waiting patiently for a while, Li Bo finally saw clearly what the object was.

It turned out to be a five-meter-long, gray-brown whale shark with many yellow spots and vertical stripes on its back.

It is not uncommon to see huge dead fish in the sea. The last time Li Bo saw a 20-ton blue whale hit by a torpedo during his military training at sea.

But what made Li Bo feel strange was that a long tube with a red head and a green body seemed to be inserted into the mouth of this whale shark.

"What is this?" Li Bo was a little strange, it looked a bit like the torpedo he often came into contact with!

5 minutes later……

"Brigade Commander, Brigadier Commander, it's not good~"

Li Bo stretched his feet and ran towards the base while turning his voice to the maximum.

"Cough~cough~what are you panicking about? What the hell?" The brigade commander who was sitting on the parallel bars smoking a cigarette was frightened and took a few puffs of cigarettes.

Li Bo was out of breath: "Torpedo, torpedo, yes... there is a torpedo stuck in the belly of the fish..."

"Ah~"

The brigade commander almost staggered and rolled off the parallel bars. After stabilizing his center of gravity, he jumped down holding the iron pipe and said, "Quick... take me to see~"

After the two hurriedly ran to the pier, Li Bo pointed to the whale shark that was getting closer and closer by the waves, and said, "Look, Brigadier, it's really a torpedo."

"MK48-5 heavy torpedo of the U.S. military..." The brigade commander, who is very familiar with torpedo models at home and abroad, exclaimed: "Hurry up and notify the torpedo hoisting team!"

The MK48-5 heavy torpedo of the US military is a good thing!The country and even Russia have not produced anything more advanced than them. If this torpedo is a real US military torpedo, then by then, with the strong reverse push capability of the research institute, it will be able to improve the level of torpedo manufacturing by a big step. ...

Half an hour later, the torpedo hoisting team at the base successfully moved the one-ton torpedo into the warehouse.

"It's really the US military's MK48-5 heavy torpedo..." The brigade commander gently stroked the torpedo on the shelf like he was stroking his beloved son.

"Brigade Commander, why do you think this torpedo got inserted into the belly of the whale shark?" Li Bo squatted aside, asking with a puzzled face.

In his impression, this kind of thing that is absolutely high-tech needs a dozen ace agents to go through half a year of planning, and then sacrifice three or five people to fight in five or six countries. Reach the hands of the Institute.

"You ask me, who am I asking?" The brigade commander gave Li Bo a supercilious look, then turned his head, staring at the torpedo lewdly and said: "I don't care whether this torpedo was sent here with ulterior motives, or What a fucking coincidence, when the U.S. military launched a practice torpedo, it was swallowed by this whale shark, anyway, as long as we get this torpedo!"

"By the way!" The brigade commander added: "You guys will always rot in my stomach about today's matter. If anyone leaks it out with a big mouth, they will wait for the military police to chase you to your hometown, and then turn you over to the military. Court!"

"Yes!" The people next to him made the most standard salute within [-]: "I promise I won't even tell my own son!"

"Well, I trust you!" The brigade commander nodded: "Li Bo, you follow me to the warehouse to get the gun. Then you guys should keep an eye on the torpedo for me before sending people to pick it up. Heck! After that time, each person will get a second-class merit medal, that's a sure thing."

Half an hour later, the brigade commander opened the gate of the underground bunker in the base, and then, under the dim light, walked to a hut that was at most bigger than a telephone booth; all around it was made of lead plates more than ten centimeters thick.

The brigade commander unlocked the combination lock on the small door, slipped in, and closed the door with a "bang".

The cabin is bare of any decorations except for an old telephone on a shelf.

"Ahem~" The brigade commander cleared his throat, picked up the phone, and tremblingly pressed a few numbers.

Five seconds later, an emotionless voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello comrade, this is the Secretariat of the Ministry of National Defense..."

(End of this chapter)