The pilots, who had been frightened from the moment they fell into the water, almost cried. They were dragged onto the unique submarine in the world and lay on the deck full of seawater, gasping for air.
"Quick! Help me pull him up!" The electromechanical officer who had been dragging the co-pilot shouted loudly, hoping for help to get the unconscious co-pilot to the submarine: "He is injured!"
But the sailor who jumped into the sea ignored his words and just pushed him onto the submarine. While pushing him, he explained: "He is already dead!"
A few people actually didn't know that they had been dragging a body floating in the sea more than an hour ago, and they never gave up until they were rescued.
"You are all good." The captain of the submarine stood on the command shell of the submarine, looked down at several people, and shouted loudly.
Knowing that he had lost one of his men, the captain sat there silently. He was wet all over. Although the sea water was not cold, he was in a very bad mood now.
"It would have been better if you had come earlier. If you had come earlier... he might not have died." The bombardier whispered while hugging a sailor who handed him a cigarette.
"I have been dead for a while, and we are not here for you." The sailor spread his hands and said helplessly: "You should thank God, we just happened to pass by here."
"Aren't you here to save us?" The pilot looked surprised. He thought that this unseen ship that emerged from the bottom of the sea was here to look for them.
"No, we are engineering and technical personnel testing this ship, and there are several representatives from the Navy... This project is still in a highly confidential stage, so few people in the Navy know our existence." A belt next to him said.
The man with glasses explained.
This battleship has not yet entered naval service, and everything is in the testing stage. Except for some navy submarine officers and soldiers who are studying on submarines, only some senior officials of the Tang State know that there is such a battleship.
Even now, this battleship does not have its own name. When mentioning this battleship, it is replaced by "that battleship".
"We have just been testing some... special functions of this battleship." Due to confidentiality, even though the pilots have seen everything, the people on the submarine still cannot mention "diving" or "diving".
"Submarine" is such a sensitive word.
"If we hadn't seen your orange vests, observed you carefully for a while, and confirmed your identities, we wouldn't have even floated." He said while pointing to the high place where the captain was: "You
We should thank our captain, he is a good man."
"Thank you! I am the captain of the Flying Fortress bomber numbered 397. This is my bombardier, electromechanical officer, and navigator... I ask you to help me take the body of the co-pilot back with me."
"This is not easy..." When they heard that they were going to take a body back, a group of people on the submarine looked embarrassed: "We have no way to preserve the body."
It's not that they are taboo about anything, but... they are a submarine, and the ventilation inside the boat is not very good. If there are a corpse piled inside, the smell... can almost kill someone.
"We are an air force and we don't have the tradition of burial at sea." The captain raised his head and looked at the captain above him.
The captain hesitated for a few seconds, and then ordered: "Put it in the empty launch tube. Let our people carry it. You... forget it, follow us in."
He was still thinking about keeping the matter secret, but he thought that leaving these air force pilots outside was really not an option, so he could only give up the idea of keeping it secret for the time being and prioritize rescuing people.
Ever since, several people entered the inside of the submarine and saw another unique scene.
There are complicated pipelines and precise instruments everywhere. Even if they are pilots who are used to seeing complicated instruments, they can only be amazed at this moment.
Even if it weren't for the purpose marked on the dials of these instruments, they wouldn't even be able to understand what the huge valves under these instruments are used for.
It was different from the familiar transport ships, and even completely different from the battleships. The interior of the submarine was completely illuminated by lights. It was dark and stuffy, narrow and cramped, and the air was filled with a disgusting and weird smell.
The smell of men's underwear and socks was mixed with the weird smell of diesel, with the body odor of not taking a shower for seven or eight days, supplemented by the musty smell of rotten food...
Do you think this is all? No, this is just the beginning. All the above smells will be multiplied by ten times more humid air, evaporated by the temperature of the machine when it is working, and diffused into every corner of the submarine.
Sometimes, such a unique and unbearable air, suffocating air with every breath, even makes people suspect that the entire submarine will explode like marsh gas, burying everyone under the sea.
The fresh feeling of just getting into the submarine dissipated completely in less than ten minutes. The captain of the Flying Fortress even began to suspect that this thing was developed to banish heinous criminals.
"Are we still on the sea?" I saw the captain who was testing the ship handed over the task to the adjutant and returned to his captain's cabin, which had almost only one bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and just changed into a set.
The captain in damp clothes asked.
"At sea, we have completed this endurance test and will send you back to Long Island as soon as possible. Don't worry, the telegram about you has been sent out and will be sent to the formal channel soon." The captain sat down.
When we arrived at the captain's side, he was obviously used to this small environment.
He has a nice bedside lamp, which provides light and makes the place look a little more spacious than other places.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, if you are really familiar with submarines, you can use this bedside lamp to identify what state the submarine is in: Under normal circumstances, the submersible state needs to be turned off
All lights.
"This thing is really torturous. I thought the working environment in the Flying Fortress was bad enough, but your place is even worse." The captain commented on the environment in front of him.
The environment of a submarine gradually changes with the length of time you go out to sea. It was actually fine when you first went out, but as you go further, you become more and more relaxed.
There was no way, in the first week, everyone had all kinds of fresh food, and the clothes were all starched and washed very clean. At that time, everyone had a haircut and shaved, and they all looked like normal people.
Now in this submarine, everyone can only wash themselves with sea water, and all the fresh food has been eaten. After eating canned food and other messy things for seven or eight days in a row, their beards and hair are disheveled, and they look like
A mentally ill patient who was just released.
In fact, this is not the most extreme state. If they really enter a combat state, these people may have to drift at sea for a month or two. By that time, everything they carry will be exhausted.
I have read the thick book more than twice, and the playing cards are all in pieces, and I can even tell the suits and numbers from the pattern of missing corners.
Everyone will forget what life is like on land, and the only thing that supports them in continuing to live is killing.
This is probably the reason why every German submarine officer and soldier in World War II achieved outstanding achievements: apart from sinking enemy warships, they really couldn't find anything interesting to do.
Even if the identities of these pilots can be confirmed, they are still not allowed to enter the submarine's power compartment and the front torpedo room, and these people are not allowed to stay in the command room for a long time.
But even so, the risk of leaking secrets is still very high: the internal space of the submarine is too compact, and every place must be used, so some secrets can be seen everywhere.
You know, even the toilet on this submarine is high-tech and is strictly prohibited for use by these air force pilots.
"Thank you. If it weren't for you, we might have been in the sea for a long time." The captain stretched out his hand.
The captain stretched out his hand and held the captain's hand: "You're welcome. I hope we can fight together again in the future."
In fact, the captain was a little too optimistic. He didn't know that the plane looking for him was still circling at this moment, and even expanded the search area.
Because submarines have not joined the navy, the navy does not know that such a new warship is cruising in the war zone.
Night came soon, and thousands of Cyric sailors and various officers, cooks, and boilers who were soaking in the sea could only continue to wait in the water in despair.
In fact, the rescue work has already begun, and the Saberfish has picked up more than 50 prisoners of Cyric. However, they still have not found the pilot who fell into the water, and the search and rescue work had to be concluded hastily before nightfall.
The patrol plane returned dejectedly and left the sea area, and the search work was handed over to a Fengshun-class destroyer that arrived later.
The huge searchlight moved back and forth on the sea, and the cries of begging came and went, gradually becoming weak after the sky completely darkened.
The sharp bow of the battleship cut through the sea, sometimes even knocking away debris, corpses and living people floating on the sea.
But after a lot of work, they still couldn't find the pilots who had been soaking in the sea for maybe 5 hours.
Then, Xiao Yun, who was directing the search and rescue, received a telegram from the navy saying that the five pilots had been found...
Then, these Cyric prisoners of war who were soaked in the sea finally waited for the order to rescue them...