Chapter 973: Are they not polite?

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"Finally, make sure the voiceprint correction system works properly and never let the other party obtain our real voiceprint data!"

"Yes, sir!" There was a response in the command cabin.

Immediately afterwards, a group of sailors and team leaders were busy quickly, each operating according to Oliver's instructions. The damaged bow passive sonar was adjusted to the highest power under safe limits, which can monitor 120 decibel surface vessels within a range of 100 nautical miles and 50 nautical miles. Range of 110 dB for underwater targets.

As the world's most cutting-edge sonar system, the performance of the ANBQQ-5D integrated sonar system is extremely exaggerated. Even if it is damaged, its performance exceeds that of other types of attack nuclear submarines.

The six-meter-diameter bow spherical reference array provides absolute performance support for the entire system.

At the same time, the submarine's long-wave communication radio was activated to send information to the base eight thousand nautical miles away to inform the current situation.

"Report, the main sonar shows that two 054A frigates are heading towards us at high speed, with a speed of thirty knots." The reserve sonar sailor reported.

"Don't be afraid of him, we are sea wolves that can sail up to 39 knots." Oliver calmed down slightly, a sneer appeared on his face: "As long as we leave this pond, we can show the other party who is the master of the sea... …”

"Report, an underwater target was found ten nautical miles ahead. The voiceprint data is unknown and the weight is about 6,000 tons. The system determines that it is highly suspected of being a Type 093 attack nuclear submarine!" At the next moment, the sonar sailor preparing the sonar interrupted with anxious and dignified words. After hearing Oliver's harsh words,

In an instant, the temperature of the entire command module dropped by three degrees.

Everyone just felt a chill coming over them.

Ten nautical miles!

There is an attack nuclear submarine ten nautical miles ahead? !

"This is impossible! How could the Type 093 attack nuclear submarine silently approach our position ten nautical miles away!"

Oliver was stunned for a moment, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he couldn't help roaring: "Full right rudder, change course 0-2-0."

God, what did he hear?

A suspected Type 093 attack nuclear submarine suddenly appeared in the detection range of passive sonar, appearing ten nautical miles away from Sea Wolf.

Is today April Fool's Day?

Is the 120 average navigation noise decibel data of the Type 093 nuclear attack submarine recorded in the main database of the system false?

With the cutting-edge performance of the bow integrated sonar system, if it were operated at the highest level of power, underwater targets with 120 decibels of navigation noise should have been discovered 300 nautical miles away.

However, what is the distance now?

Ten nautical miles!

It's almost ten sea miles into the butthole!

If the current sonar data is correct, if all this is true now, it can only show two things. First, the opponent's attack nuclear submarine technology is improving rapidly, and second, the damn General Dynamics Sonar Research Department has built an inferior product. Complaints and compensation are required!

As the order was issued, the morale in the command cabin almost dropped to freezing point. Everyone understood what it meant for an attack nuclear submarine to appear unnoticed ten nautical miles away from the Sea Wolf.

The myth of Sea Wolf has been shattered. The so-called ultimate silent performance is as ridiculous as the emperor's new clothes.

The sailors responsible for controlling the direction of the submarine silently changed the course again at the request of the submarine's duty officer, adjusting the submarine's navigation attitude as quickly as possible in an effort to complete the turn quickly.

Like a frightened mouse, the whole sea wolf suddenly veered, no longer maintaining a northeast course, and adjusted to due east.

"Dong dong dong!" At this moment, the change occurred again. As the sea wolf completed the course change, a series of extremely dull water sounds suddenly came, the sound was dense and compact.

A layer of sweat broke out on the forehead of the sailor who was preparing the sonar. He swallowed his throat and had to report the voiceprint information he monitored: "Reporting to the commander, ten depth charges are suspected to be dropped 2 nautical miles ahead, weighing about 500 pounds, and We are 60 nautical miles ahead, and a surface target voiceprint signal appears. The number is 1, the displacement is about 13,000 tons, and the system determines it to be a 055-class guided missile destroyer!"

Depth charges!

With his extremely good voice recognition ability and tactical literacy, he was sure that this was definitely a depth charge, and it was a real thing.

God, these people were completely crazy. They even took out depth charges.

Although depth bombs are not more advanced than anti-submarine torpedoes, they are absolutely practical and reliable. As long as one is hit at close range, a submarine of any tonnage cannot withstand it, let alone be hit directly.

However, it was different from what the sonar sailors imagined. As soon as the news came out, there was silence in the command cabin. Everyone was stunned for a moment. They were not hit, but most people seemed to have angry flames in their eyes.

anger!

Yes, extremely angry!

The faces of the veterans in the command cabin burned, and they felt as if they were being teased, especially Oliver.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"What are they doing? Do they think that depth charges, an old antique that appeared in the last century, can harm the sea wolves? This is insulting us, this is insulting the sea wolves, damn, don't these lunatics know their manners? "

Oliver's roar resounded through the command headquarters. It wasn't that he didn't have enough command skills, but that using depth charges, a super antique anti-submarine weapon, was too insulting. It was an insult to the Sea Wolf, which is known as the most advanced and sophisticated sea wolf in the world.

This is a complete humiliation!

"Sir, what should we do? This is a typical warning and coercion behavior by the other party. They first exploded the torpedo at a position of 1 nautical mile, then retreated to a position of 2 nautical miles to explode the torpedo, and dropped depth charges, hoping to make us float to the surface." Officer Jie on duty Sen came to Oliver and asked: "There is a Type 093 behind us, two Type 054As to the west, and a Type 055 to the east. There are also anti-submarine patrol aircraft and space-based anti-submarine satellite systems on them. The other party has already woven a network and tried to Trap us.”

"Don't ever think about it!"

Oliver took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, even though he hated the depth charges displayed on the big screen: "The whole boat is ready to bear the impact."

The order was conveyed, and all sailors in the command module and in all compartments of the boat were prepared to withstand the impact.

A second passes.

Three seconds passed.

Ten seconds pass.

The expected shock wave did not hit.

"Damn it, the other party tricked us again!"

Until now, Oliver still didn't understand the other party's intention. When he woke up, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and staring at the large-screen digital combat map: "Sonar, have you found any water targets to the south?"

"Sir, no, there are no moving water targets within 100 nautical miles to the south." The sonar preparer responded immediately.

"This is the opponent's conspiracy, forcing us to go south, heading 2-7-0, due south, maximum speed." Oliver said harshly.