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The sun shone on the thin sea of ​​waves, as if spreading a layer of shimmering silver on the sea, and it was like a crumpled green satin.

On the sh-60b Seahawk multi-purpose carrier-based helicopter, two observers and pilots searched over and over in this sea area over and over again ...

"Report," Sea Eagle "found no target ... Report," Sea Eagle "found no target!" On the helicopter, an observer turned on the airborne radio and shouted into the microphone.

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

after an hour……

"It is reported that the Seahawk fuel has dropped to the alert position, and no target has been found ... The Seahawk fuel has dropped to the alert position, and the target has not been found yet ... request to return immediately!"

"……come back……"

The voice at the radio end sank for a while before he murmured.

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Located on the east coast of Honshu Island and covering an area of ​​approximately 2.3 million square meters, it is the largest and most fully functional naval base in the Far East of the United States.

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

"Who of you can tell me where did this torpedo go?" Admiral Carlton banged the table. "It's been two days. Why didn't even find a torpedo shadow?"

"Sir, I can guarantee that when I ordered the release of the torpedo, I would strictly follow the standard in the submarine manual, and there was absolutely no mistake."

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

"Then do you mean that the torpedoes produced by our military factory are not qualified?"

Admiral Carlton raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Every torpedo made in the ordnance field needs to pass thirteen extremely demanding safety inspections. Even if the surface paint is not smooth, it must be reworked. What's more, it's a suspension function? So I have enough reason to suspect that you made a mistake during manipulation! "

"Sir? Could it be that the torpedo was stuck in the mud?" Carnegie got up from the position and played round the field: "Last year we had a submarine that hit the seabed reef, and the torpedo didn't have long eyes and stuck in the mud. It ’s not impossible here. "

"The deepest part of the sea is more than two hundred and fifty meters. Even if the torpedo is really stuck in the mud, what about the dye? Why does the dye not penetrate the sea? Don't tell me that even a junior high school student in the military factory can do it independently. , Will there be mistakes? "

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

Commander Belfort shrugged his shoulders and said: "You know, there is nothing unusual in the world of thousands of people. I have a schoolgirl in elementary school. She found that her husband was unfaithful to herself and went to the building to commit suicide. The man who just walked under the apartment, she killed the man, but she was only slightly injured. Coincidentally: this man is her changed husband! "

"Fat oil!" Carlton, who hasn't cracked his mouth for many years, finally blushed and broke his neck today!

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Li Bo, 20, is an ordinary sailor at the torpedo speedboat base in Zhongyun City.

In the sunset, Li Bo was sitting alone on the pier, fishing with a fishing rod made of clothes rods. The life of a sailor is almost boring. He often stays on the boat for a few months. If he is not able to fish occasionally, he even suspects that he will be mad.

"Huh, what's that?" Li Bo lowered the fishing rod and stood up to look into the distance. I saw a huge mass of objects floating on the glittering sea.

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

It turned out to be a whale shark with a length of five meters, gray-brown, and many yellow spots and vertical stripes on the back.

It is not uncommon to see huge dead fish in the sea. During the last military training at sea, Li Bo also saw a blue whale weighing more than 20 tons that was hit by torpedoes.

But what surprised Li Bo was that the whale shark's mouth seemed to have a red head and a green tube in it.

"What's this?" Li Bo is a bit strange. It looks a bit like a torpedo he often contacts!

five minutes later……

"Brigadier, Brigadier, not good ~"

Li Boza lifted her feet and ran to the base while adjusting her voice to the maximum.

"Cough ~ cough ~ panic, what the hell?" The brigadier who was sitting on the parallel bars and was smoking was scared and choked a few cigarettes.

Li Bo breathed out of breath: "Torpedo, torpedo, yes ... there is a torpedo inserted in the belly ..."

"Ah ~"

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

After the two of them rushed to the pier, Li Bo pointed to the whale shark road in front of him that was getting closer and closer by the waves: "Brigadier, look, it is really a torpedo."

"U.S. military mk48-5 heavy torpedoes ..." The brigade commander, who is very familiar with torpedo models at home and abroad, exclaimed: "Hurry up and inform the torpedo lifting team!"

The US military's mk48-5 heavy torpedo, this is a good thing! Nothing in the country or even Russia has come up with something more advanced than them. If this true American torpedo is to be used, then by virtue of the powerful reverse thrust ability of the research institute, how can the level of torpedo manufacturing be improved by a big step? ...

Half an hour later, the torpedo hoisting team at the base successfully got this one-tonne big guy into the warehouse.

"It's really the US Army's mk48-5 heavy torpedo ..." The brigadier, like Mo's beloved son, gently moped the torpedo on the shelf.

"Brigade Commander, why do you say this torpedo is stuck in the belly of a whale shark?" Li Bo squatted and asked with a puzzled expression.

In his impression, this kind of absolutely high-tech stuff requires a dozen or so ace agents to plan for half a year, and then sacrifice three or five people to fight in five or six countries, and finally be thrilling. Reached the hands of the institute.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" The brigade commander first glanced at Li Bo with a white eye, and then turned his head to stare at the torpedo, "I don't care if this torpedo was sent with ulterior motives, or It's such a coincidence that when the US military launched a torpedo drill, it was swallowed by this whale shark, as long as we got this torpedo! "

"Right!" The brigade commander added another sentence: "Today's this matter, you will always rotten me in the stomach. If anyone's big mouth leaks out, then wait for the military police to chase your home and then send you to the military. The court! "

"Yes!" The people next to them made a most standard salute within 0.5: "Guaranteed that even their sons will not tell!"

"Well, I believe you!" The brigadier nodded: "Li Bo, you followed me in the warehouse and took the gun. Then the few of you stared me at this torpedo before leaving to pick up the torpedo. Kew! One person and one second-class merit medal after that time, that is a matter of hard work. "

Half an hour later, the brigade commander opened the gate of the underground bunker at the base, and then walked to a building that was much larger than the telephone booth by dim light; all around the house were made of ten-centimeter thick lead plates.

The brigadier opened the combination lock on the small door, a flashing body entered, and slammed the door shut.

There is no decoration in the hut except for an old telephone placed on the shelf.

"Cough ~" Brigadier cleared his throat, touched the phone, and then shivered and pressed a few numbers.

Five seconds later, a sentimental voice came from the phone.

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