"The Ishikawa is a Ruby-class nuclear attack submarine."
"Its predecessor was the French Daphne-class submarine. Due to the restrictions of the French Convention, its torpedo equipment, anti-ship missiles, and mine-laying cabins were all transformed into storage warehouses and living areas."
"Its submersible displacement is 2,600 tons and its submersible depth is more than 300 meters. Logically speaking, it is fully capable of exploration operations near volcanic hot springs."
"When the Ishikawa lost contact, there were still seventy-three crew members on board."
When they arrived at the beach, there was an engineering ship parked next to the dock of the scientific research station of Fangfeng Settlement. Uncle Han talked about these things with the gunsmith and asked the people in the engineering team to help the gunsmith put on the diving helmet.
"It has three entrances and exits, but only two ways to enter."
"One is a dedicated mission cabin, which provides the entrance and exit used by the special operations unit of the frogman force."
"One is an isolation cabin. After the personnel enter, the outer hatch is closed at the same time, and then the water is drained, and the inner hatch is opened to put you in."
"With the addition of the last torpedo room, you can use this escape route, which is a must for every sailor before boarding the ship, but for the Ishikawa, it may be a little painful."
"Because French submarines are accustomed to using a pneumatic piston connecting rod ejection system, this romantic country likes to use high-pressure gas to push the piston. After the weapons are ejected from the hull, their launching parts are activated."
"If you want to leave the Ishikawa from the torpedo room, you must pay attention to this. The torpedo launch procedure is to first inject water, and then start the piston to push you out of the boat. This process may kill you."
Jiang Xueming nodded and said nothing. He looked at the cave in the distance and couldn't tell where was the sea level and where was the boundary line of the cave. The King of Salmon has left, and the sun-loving fish have gradually calmed down. It’s time to set off.
The diving helmet and special pressure-resistant suit were put on his body, as if he was wearing a heavy ceramic armor and iron helmet. These equipment have to withstand the water pressure of more than 200 meters under the sea, and the volcanic hot springs are close to 100 degrees Celsius. high temperature.
The engineering ship gradually sailed away from the dock, and within a few minutes, it arrived at the mission location.
Two thick steel cables became Jiang Xueming's lifeline. This special wire can provide oxygen and signals to diving equipment. During deep diving operations, if the gunsmith loses consciousness, these two lifelines can pull him back immediately.
Beneath the dark sea level, waves beat up layers of foam. Deeper, there are golden light sources that flicker one after another. They are lava spewed from volcanic craters, and they are slowly crawling on the seabed. Then, the moment the high-temperature sulfide comes into contact with seawater, it turns into boiling black smoke, which is repeatedly washed away by the molten hot springs. The difference in hot and cold pressure causes the seawater to form a powerful circulation, making the seabed water environment change. More dangerous and complex.
"Can you hear me?" Uncle Han held up the radio.
The line of sight became narrow, with only a small window providing a pitifully small field of vision. Uncle Han's voice came from the sound units on both sides of his head. Jiang Xueming raised his hand and responded: "I can hear it."
Uncle Han: "Let's go."
Xueming nodded involuntarily, but this diving equipment had no neck at all. With the help of the engineering team, he stepped onto the cage and fell into the dark ocean with the cage.
The moment he entered the sea, a strange inspiration surrounded him.
Warm water flows from all directions. They are like palms, gently pressing the diving equipment, just like curious children who see a new toy and always want to touch it.
Four wire harnesses connected the cage, lowering Xueming deeper. Cool, fresh air blows from the lower back, which is the oxygen generator of the engineering ship starting to work, and the oxygen is transported through the steel cable lifeline.
"The concentration can be lower." Xueming said this, and involuntarily grasped the wire harness of the hanging cage: "I will have symptoms of oxygen intoxication in two minutes."
"It will gradually decrease." Uncle Hanzhi responded: "The dive process is very fast. Make sure your blood oxygen index is high. Is your brain still awake?"
"I started to hallucinate." Jiang Xueming answered truthfully: "Looking down, there are too many light spots. The dark places are too dark, and the bright places are too bright. I feel dizzy."
There were strange sounds coming from all over the diving equipment. It was the soft sound of the insulating ceramic layer and the pressure-resistant suit rubbing against each other.
The world outside the small window is difficult to describe in words, as Xueming said -
——All kinds of dark color blocks were slowly moving. The darkness caused some hallucinations in his naked eyes. The dark color blocks left some residues on the retina, and the brain could not help but recognize these color blocks. It has become a familiar object, and it is difficult to describe this feeling clearly in just a few words.
Just like when we walk at night and encounter an environment where the moon is dark and windy and we can't see our fingers, our eyes will produce floater spots. One moment they turn into tables, chairs and televisions, and the next moment they turn into sesame seeds and watermelons. This has nothing to do with the brain. It is related to the ability of association. Whatever you think of becomes something, which is very magical.
In the pitch-black water, except for the volcanic light source in the distance, Xueming had lost his sense of distance. He could not raise his head to observe the engineering ship. These dark blocks of color almost rushed into the observation window, completely covering it up. He surrounded.
Uncle Han: "It's very close. Can you see the Fujima?"
Jiang Xueming immediately responded: "There seems to be a dark outline, and it slowly becomes clearer."
The hot spring circulation on the sea floor affected the wire harness of the hanging cage. When it was more than 170 meters underwater, Xueming could feel the hanging cage shaking and the steel cable began to vibrate.
"See clearly." Xueming saw the complex seabed and could hear the sound of fine particles in the seawater hitting the diving helmet. They were various sulfides entrained in the circulation, hitting the diving equipment like raindrops. "Its lights are broken and there is no light source."
With a soft boom, the cage landed on the solid bedrock of the seabed. At this moment Xueming came to the bottom of the sea.
The heavy diving equipment firmly locked him to the earth. Through the fluorescent marks on the outside of his legs, he could see that the rocks on the seabed contained sparkling sand and crystals - mostly obsidian volcanic rocks.
There is no mud left here, and circulation activities will take away the smoke and dust in the hot springs.
The terrain is very strange. The polymetallic sulfides ejected from the volcano crater are pulled by the circulation and turned into an invisible file. They repeatedly polish the seabed, making it flat and smooth, and it turns into strips like The passage that the giant snake ran over. In addition to the cracks left by geological activity, Xueming can even skate on this road.
Uncle Han: "Turn on your searchlight."
Xueming followed the instructions. The moment he turned on the light, the strong light illuminated a colorful road. The natural colors of various minerals turned the seabed into a disco stage. In just a few seconds, , the shoulder lamp without the protective cover immediately stopped working, and the fine gravel in the circulation knocked out a crack in the pressure plate outside the bulb.
"My shoulder lamp is broken, and my headlamp should be broken as well." Jiang Xueming immediately told the working group: "The environment on the seabed is very complex. Can this diving equipment withstand it?"
"We tested the heavy metals and minerals in the water." Hanzhi explained patiently: "The main ingredients are iron, zinc, manganese, and copper in basalt and obsidian - they can't eat your helmet."
Xueming calmed down and began to move with difficulty. He slowly reached the vicinity of the Fujizhen. The hull of the boat had already tilted, as if it had been pulled topsy-turvy by some huge force, and it fell on the seabed.
He came to the side of the boat and talked about it with the working group.
"I have arrived at the Fujima. Its power supply has been paralyzed and the diesel engine has stopped. I can't feel the surge of the engine in the power section. It is very quiet."
Hanzhi: "Are there any survivors?"
"It looks like" Jiang Xueming was about to answer, but immediately changed his mind, "Wait a minute."
He bent down silently. The bulky diving helmet made it difficult for him to see what was below his knees, so he had to lean down and fish it out.
He took out two fluorescent sticks from the tool bag and looked at the impact point between the hull of the boat and the seabed. Then he saw an arm, which should be a member of the search and rescue team.
"There is a victim, he should be dead." Jiang Xueming tilted his body, and the details of the arm could not be seen clearly in the observation window.
It has lost pressure and swollen, the cells have swelled and ruptured from the inside out, and have turned pale under the immersion in sea water. The nails have softened and the knuckles have become thick. The water temperature near the hot spring is close to more than 60 degrees, which is exactly when eggs begin to deteriorate. The same goes for human tissue. This temperature can slowly cook people.
Hanzhi: "Is there a steel nameplate or other identification mark?"
"I have to get closer." Xueming held up the fluorescent stick in one hand and leaned on the hull of the boat with the other to drill inside.
When he got close to the swollen arm, he could clearly feel the strong spiritual energy fluctuations. When he reacted, he was already a step too slow - this diving helmet was too heavy.
He first felt his arm being grabbed by something, and then instinctively flinched away.
When he completely left the boat and returned to the open area, he saw a bit of minced meat on his arm.
The wreckage buried under the Fujima seems to have moved just now?
"It seemed like it scratched me?"
Xueming didn't understand. When he said these words, Hanzhi couldn't understand the true meaning at all, because the diving equipment could no longer accommodate the camera equipment, and the engineering team could not see anything.
Protected by the pressure-resistant helmet, Xueming was not harmed, but the tremors coming from his arms made him suspicious.
The circulating current quickly swept away the bit of minced meat. After a few seconds, his pupils narrowed and he quickly locked on the arm outside the hull——
——It seemed to be pulled up by Xueming's rough movements and torn apart.
It was suspended on the bottom of the sea, rolling rapidly with the turbulent water. No blood flowed out from the broken arm, which had been completely boiled white. The exposed bones were first crushed by the Fujima, and then bitten by the flexible texture. As for becoming part of the circulating dust.
This arm seemed to have really scratched me just now.
Its owner is still alive? is it possible?
The Fujima has taken on water, and no Homo sapiens can survive in this environment.
"This thing seems to be alive."
Hanzhi immediately became nervous: "Do you want to end the mission early? We can bring you back at any time."
"Let's go to the Ishikawa and have a look." Jiang Xueming said immediately: "I can't go all the way in vain. Do I want to bring this arm back?"
Hanzhi: "If possible, it would be best."
Before he finished speaking, the severed arm ran away with the circulation.
Under Xueming's eyes, it rolled out dozens of centimeters away, and was immediately pulled by a stronger force. It was beaten into a pulp bit by bit by the invisible file on the sea floor, and floated to the mountain col dozens of meters away, turning into a part of the circulation.
"It's late, I'm sorry, it was gone in the blink of an eye." Jiang Xueming said, breaking off the fluorescent stick, and the green tracer floated forward, and immediately turned into a colorful ribbon on the seabed.
The luminous oil rushed all the way along with the fine sand, rolling upwards. The liquid with a density less than that of sea water could not escape to the surface, and was locked by the strong current.
Xueming carefully avoided these invisible "files". Such turbulent currents can be seen everywhere on the seabed. Without the guidance of tracers, the direction and speed of the flow can be identified by just looking at the ravines on the seabed.
"If there are other search and rescue teams and fishing teams that want to go into the water, ask them to bring more tracers down. It's too dangerous down here." Xueming said as he approached the Ishikawa: "I can't back down here, Hanzhi Uncle - the same goes for other psychics, they will lose their lives at any time, let alone ordinary people without inspiration."
"Then you have to move faster." Hanzhi reminded: "The two steel cables of the diving equipment can withstand the water pressure and can withstand the grinding of these circulating sand and stones, but metal will always fatigue, and so will steel. If creeping deformation occurs, over time, its function of transporting oxygen is likely to be affected."
"I'll try my best to solve the problem quickly." Xueming touched the side of the Ishikawa's hull and followed the location of the submarine's regular entrance and exit in his memory.
It is some distance away from the seabed, at a relatively high position——
——Since the Ishikawa is sitting firmly on a rock, it is really difficult to reach the entrance and exit hatch.
"SD!" Jiang Xueming shouted Hun Wei's real name loudly.
The big steel cat sprang out of the body, as if it still didn't understand what happened. The sea water squeezed Fragrant Dream's head, and it blew out bubbles one after another. No sound can be made. I had to pouted my mouth "Gulu Lu Lu Lu" and paddled helplessly to maintain balance.
"Take me up." Jiang Xueming shouted from the air.
But Fangfang Huanmeng couldn’t hear what Xueming was saying at all——
——It stayed in place for a long time, and finally leaned forward.
Jiang Xueming was startled. Suddenly, a gleaming big cat face came through the observation window. Without any physical support, the fragrant dream directly stuffed its head into the diving helmet, almost kissing the main body.
"What are you doing!" Cat Knight looked confused: "Why did you suddenly run to the bottom of the sea?!"
"We're on an exploration mission." Xueming felt tired. His soul power had self-awareness, but the disadvantage was that he had to explain everything to the spirit body again, "Send me to the entrance and exit!"
"Oh! You told me earlier!" The big cat suddenly understood, then immediately pouted and winked: "Oh oh oh! I forgot! I can't hear you!"
I saw this omnipotent robot cat leave the diving helmet, twist and deform its legs, turn into six propeller blades, hug Xueming's torso, lift the body and rise all the way up.
Arriving at the door of the isolation warehouse, Xueming discovered that all the mechanical and electrical switches on the Ishikawa had failed, and the submarine had turned into a veritable iron coffin - it had been lying on the seabed for several years.
He lightly knocked on the hull of the boat and gestured, asking Fang Xianghuan Meng to open the door.
Such a trivial matter cannot bother the steel cat at all. It swims back and forth between the hydraulic device and the connecting rod group of the gate, looking carefully up and down. When opening the gate, it removes the rock salt calcification and redness from the joints of the door leaf. Clam shell, send Xueming in.
"I'm in the submarine. If I want to go to the living area, I have to disconnect the lifeline."
Hanzhi asked nervously: "What's in the isolation warehouse?"
Jiang Xueming raised the fluorescent stick and counted the objects in the cabin one by one.
"The plates are intact and there is no deformation. The structure of the reinforcement is intact and there is no corrosion."
"You can see some polyps that look like dandelions, and there are some red clams at the door, hiding in the cracks to survive."
"There are also some severed limbs of sea crabs, dead starfish and sea anemones in the cabin, and there is a layer of sediment at the bottom."
Hanzhi then explained: "This is all normal. If you want to disconnect the lifeline, the oxygen reserve of the diving suit will allow you to move freely for twenty minutes."
"My soul power is checking the water filling and draining system of the isolation warehouse. If everything is normal." Xueming has not finished speaking. Fenxiang Huanmeng was lying next to the mechanical table, making an "OK" gesture with the main body.
"It should be fine, Uncle Hanzhi, everything is going well."
Xueming breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to every companion in the working group.
"I'm going in. The voice is going offline. If there is no movement after twenty minutes, you can send someone down again."
Hanzhi did not reply immediately. He was still thinking. Others in the engineering team and scientific research team were silently watching Jiang Xueming's every move. They hoped that the trip would be fruitful, but they also hoped that the gunsmith would come back safe and sound.
After a few minutes, Hanzhi finally finished discussing with the team members.
"Wait a minute, gunsmith."
Jiang Xueming was waiting in the isolation warehouse near the entrance and exit of the living area. Hearing the voice message from the work team, he immediately responded: "Say it."
Hanzhi immediately said: "We will lay down other steel ropes as a backup escape route. There are eight diesel engines on the engineering ship as tractors. Their winches can bring you up. If anything goes wrong, you should quickly use the Soul Caller Gang. You violently break out of the way, and if you look out and see any steel rope, you can follow it back."
"As for whether the water pressure will damage the internal facilities of the Ishikawa, there is no need to consider these. Prioritize saving your life."
Jiang Xueming: "I understand."
Fenxiang Huanmeng slowly removed the two steel cables from Xueming's torso. The moment the oxygen pipe valve closed, he could feel the air slowly becoming turbid.
Lifeline asked Hunwei to throw it out of the submarine's cabin door, and then closed the heavy door to ensure the pressure inside the boat.
As the pipe valve screamed, the water level gradually dropped, everything became clear, and the heavy gravity once again pulled Xueming back to the familiar environment. It was almost impossible to see anything in the dim isolation cabin. After taking off his diving equipment, he and the steel cat opened the isolation door leading to the interior of the submarine.
There are a lot of yellow by-products of the nuclear industry used as safety lights. These tritium tubes are attached next to the cabinet door of the pressure-resistant diving equipment and near the calf in the living area walkway to provide basic lighting for the corridor in case of emergency power outage.
When Xueming entered this narrow corridor, she immediately saw two security guards slowly "walking" over from the dormitory area further away.
They were wearing gray and white clothes, with a lot of blood stains on their bodies, their faces were swollen, and they had no pupils. The hair fell out and half hung on the face. The skin and flesh seemed to have begun to dissolve. He was walking very slowly, and his posture was twisted and weird. The safety officer on the right had all his license plates, and his knees were no longer working well. His body seemed to be pulled by some inexplicable force, and the lifting Like a string puppet, it kept squirming and trembling, and there was a splashing sound with every step it took.
Jiang Xueming finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw these two monsters, it was as if he was meeting his relatives.
"Oh! I thought there wasn't one! It turns out there really is!"
