"Tell me we are just taking a submarine to catch a bigger ship." Gu Tie said.
"We will go directly to Tokyo Bay." Asada Yuyama said.
The Chinese looked at the Ryukyu people speechlessly, with an expression of disdain: "Old Qian, Lao Qian. After so many years of revolutionary struggle, you are still so naive. It is really beyond my imagination. From a safety point of view, there is no comparison. A submarine is a worse means of transportation. Lock yourself in a large stainless steel tank and throw it into the water. If there is an emergency, there is no way to escape in time. You are free to drive this big coffin to Tokyo. But I I don’t want to be your second passenger on the Titanic. Please. Goodbye.”
Asada looked at him calmly. "You don't understand Japan. The self-righteous Chinese. We will be intercepted by the police before entering the greater Tokyo area when we are full of contraband. After the explosion of the quantum network routing cluster in Malaysia. The entire The police in Japan are highly active. Even people riding bicycles for morning exercise are subject to searches at makeshift checkpoints. Electronic police dogs can smell the residual smell of gunpowder from a shooting three days ago. Not to mention so many explosives. My dive The boat is completely different from what you imagined. Don’t judge things you don’t understand.”
Gu Tie was stunned for a moment. "I accept what you said. I really don't know enough about Japan. But as far as the submarine itself is concerned..."
Asada stopped talking. He climbed up the gangway with both hands and swung into the submarine shaft like a gibbon. Gu Tie hesitated for a moment, sighed, and jumped into the submarine cabin. As expected, the interior space of the submarine is quite small. An adult man. Unable to stand up straight. The driver's seat was pressed against the bulkhead. A small passenger seat was filled with diving suits, underwater impact spears and other equipment. The old man had already sat in the driver's seat unceremoniously. Gu Tieyi felt awkward He squeezed in with his posture, threw all the sundries on the ground, and barely sat down on the passenger seat. He still had to tilt his head to meet the smooth curve of the bulkhead.
"It's not like Japanese products." The Chinese curled his lips and commented: "Japanese products don't pay so much attention to ergonomics. Even the smallest Japanese car will make people sit comfortably. Let me tell you, in this form. The design idea of being greater than function must come from France.”
"Correct." Asada pressed his palm on the operating table. Fingerprints, body temperature and DNA probes simultaneously confirmed his identity. The green signal light came on. The inner wall of the submarine suddenly became completely transparent, clearly revealing everything outside. The Otaki six-line fish swam past. Gu Tie looked around in amazement. The shallow sea with a depth of less than ten meters showed a turbid green color. Looking up, he could see the cylindrical connection structure under the wooden house on the pier. The lights of the pier came through. The water surface illuminates the bottom of the sea. The seabed is about 80 meters deep. You can barely see the rocks, seaweed and benthic fish on the bottom of the water. It feels like sitting in a transparent bubble suspended in the sea. If it were not for the unsightly seats, the instrument , Zaozhu and Ryukyu Old Man. It really feels like wandering in a wonderland.
"Impressed." Gu Tie couldn't help but praise. "It's the same sentence. Formalism and aesthetic significance are stronger than functionality."
"This is the 'Amber' class special submarine. Blauser Lafontaine of the 'First Empire' helped the '100 Million Jade Broken' to get it. The Frenchman threatened that the sonar that can detect this kind of submarine has not yet been invented. .With the absolutely confidential design of the First French Design Bureau, the 'Amber' class can run rampant in every heavily guarded port in the world...even military ports." Asada said casually. He pressed a button. Data, charts and passive Sonar information appeared on the holographic bulkhead. "The French built three ships in total. One is placed in the research institute of the First French Design Bureau. One sank due to a fuel cell explosion. The other one is right here. .Due to some design defects, the 'Amber' class was not mass-produced and all design data were destroyed. We are actually riding a submarine that does not exist."
Gu Tie's brain appeared in the exaggerated eight characters, the proud French man image. Always as the leader of the IPU organization leader of Napoleon Po Na Baka, the first empire emperor in France. He took a few seconds to think. "The fuel cell explosion ... From the shape of the transparent shell. This submarine shows water droplets. The fuel cell cannot provide enough horsepower and battery life. It must be used by the latest ... "
"Metal hydrogen fuel cells." Ryukyu people did not care about the answer. The slight vibration came. The turbine propeller began to rotate. The cabin lock on the top of the head was closed. Class submarine is suspended in the clear seawater of the port of Yokohama.
"In other words, we are driving this submarine with explosives with a 500 -fold explosion than TNT." The Chinese patted it gently.
"Correct." Asaka said with his face. "Although there is a lot of defects. However, metal hydrogen fuel cells have greatly exceeded conventional power submarines in terms of output power and battery life. At the same time, it is much quieter than nuclear power submarines. It is almost perfect power choice."
"I count it." Gu Tie raised his fingers with his fingers. "Three submarines. One explosion. The accident rate is only 33.3%. Based on the probability, calculate it. There is probably one of us who can survive ... I take the foreword. This is not a simple steel coffin. Instead, I simply locked us in the shell of the 'little boy' (the nuclear warhead in the United States).
The Ryukyu people ignored his attitude at all. "Patrol to Tokyo Port at the speed of 20 verses. Dive through the H-133 waterway. There. Log in from the hidden waterway behind the bottom market. Is there a problem? "
"There is a big problem." Gu Tieyang raised his eyebrows: "We were still discussing the combat plan just now. I didn't take any feasible solution at all. You will take me to see your secret base. Mixing submarines. Do you want me to accompany you to explode the police hall building. "
"Ten hours of journey. It's enough for you to come up with a plan." Asaka Mountain pushes the manipulating rod. The propeller is silently moved to the seawater. The "amber" class submarine began to turn.
"Gambling your Japanese sea fart." Gu Tie said angrily. The committee aggrieved in the seat. Looking at the fish group that passed the outside, he began to think nervously.
The submarine leaves the private terminal. S quietly sneaked into the dark sea.
At the same time, in Asia, which is two thousand kilometers apart from Yokohama Port, Japan, and a time difference of one hour, several people are gathered in a dark light room. Staring at the pale male corpse on the corporary bed.
"It can be said that it is a failed product. Lucifer has not built a tree in recent years. In recent years, there is no tree building for the sons of God. I think the parliament needs to re -consider the significance of the departments. It is distributed to more important areas ... such as. The most important thing. Levitan. "A very obese black man said. He was wearing a large size white suit. The huge head was on the beige Panama grass code. Even if compared with his body, this head was amazing. The straw hat and the glasses on the bridge of the nose look like children's toys.
"Ah. Yes. Of course. I agree. Continue to cut funds. Let Lucifer completely disappear from the Brotherhood. The Speaker may agree. I will take the initiative to resign. You're welcome. That's what I should do. This blasphemous behavior should have been terminated long ago. May the Father in Heaven forgive my sins." The man standing opposite him made a cross on his chest. He was an old man with a kind face. He was thin and tall wearing a robe. The highest-grade red cassock of Catholicism. Nodding and apologizing when speaking, showing the virtues of humility and tolerance.
"You're done. Fatty." The woman leaning against the corner said. "The Cardinal has added you to the blacklist. Whenever you make a mistake, there will be another fat person in Lucifer's laboratory. Test specimen. The fat body is covered with antiseptic grease. The cute little thing between the legs is wrinkled and shrunken due to lack of blood. Hahaha... Even imagining this scene makes me excited." The woman was wearing the traditional black robe of a Muslim woman and covered her face with a black gauze. All that was exposed was a pair of gleaming amber eyes. But no man dared to stand near her. Even through the black robe, the woman still had Exuding fatal sexual temptation, it stimulates men's primitive impulses like a queen bee during the mating season. As she spoke, the woman swayed her body slightly. Her amazingly plump breasts rippled through the black robe with a thrilling wave. Opposite her The men couldn't help but swallow together.
Devoru, who had blond hair hanging down his shoulders and was wearing a decent black handmade suit, frowned slightly and said: "I should bear the main responsibility for this failure. It was my idea to refuse support. The ghost warrior who appeared with the chosen one asked me My spirit is a little distracted. I will personally confess to the Speaker."
"Don't blame yourself too much, Lion." The old man with broad shoulders and strong muscles patted Devereux's shoulder gently. A smile appeared on his silver-white beard. He said in fluent and elegant French: "Once you choose Locate the prey. This is the responsibility of the Thorn Cross Mission of the Temple. As the deacon, I should taste the bitter fruit of failure."
"No. This is my fault, Duke." Dvoru looked at the man on the morgue and said in a lonely voice. This corpse was once a tall and majestic Polish man who had recently come from Lucifer's purgatory. The Son of God. The new force who shoulders the future expectations of the Brotherhood. Although I have never been able to like him, he died like a meteor on the first mission. This is an extremely huge shame for the leader.