Chapter 1317 An Order that Was Eleven Years Late

Yalong Bay, Qiong Province.

Captain Han Xiangjie, the captain of the No. 17 crew team, is in a simulated submarine training room, instructing several young officers to conduct boat maneuvering training.

"Lower the sailing depth and pay attention to the distance between the upper surface of the enclosure and the water. The new submarine is larger than the past. You must forget the experience accumulated in the training model as soon as possible..."

He pressed the pause button on the training device and then called up the 3D rendering panoramic simulation interface.

Sure enough, the top end of the submarine's hull is almost flush with the water. If the weather is fine and an airplane or satellite happens to pass by from above, it is very possible to see the submarine with a displacement of nearly 10,000 tons hidden below. Tons of behemoth, thus exposing this submarine base hidden in a semi-natural cave——

Due to confidentiality considerations, it is impossible to carry out large-scale channel dredging here. Fortunately, natural conditions allow the Chinese Navy's two not-so-large nuclear submarines to sneak in covertly.

However, if you do not catch the synodic tide near the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, the boat operator will need to exert some subjective initiative.

"But safety issues..."

A captain officer sitting behind the console hesitated:

"The water depth during neap tide is too shallow, and the underwater environment is complicated. Although there is a sounding sonar, it is placed under the bow of the boat... I am always worried that the stern of the boat or the propeller will rub against the raised seabed..."

Anyone who can be selected into this nuclear submarine force cannot be a novice who has just graduated from the military academy.

However, even for these elites who were selected from the best of the ordinary troops, it was still difficult to adapt to such a harsh navigation environment in a short period of time.

"This is indeed a problem... so the superiors specially developed this set of equipment to 100% restore the hydrological environment of the base's inlet channel,"

As Han Xiangjie spoke, he pressed the reset button and reset the submarine in the training system to its initial position, which was directly underneath an oil tanker:

"Once again, don't be afraid of making mistakes during the simulation. The key is to find out the limits of yourself and the submarine... As long as it is not a low-level or repetitive mistake, I will not record it in your assessment list."

After hearing this sentence, the student's mentality obviously relaxed a lot, and he returned his attention to the operation panel in front of him, and began to recall what was taught in the previous theoretical class.

As the most experienced submarine commander in the entire base, Han Xiangjie's boat handling skills are basically at the level of standard answers. It was his skills that made his superiors finally decide to use this place as a new submarine base.

Even the background database and scoring system of the entire simulation system were designed based on his operation records...

At this moment, the light at the door of the training room suddenly turned from green to red, and then the voice of base commander Wang Kang sounded from the loudspeaker:

"Comrade Han Xiangjie, please go to Pier 3 immediately. There is an emergency! Repeat, go to Pier 3 immediately!"

Generally speaking, Han Xiangjie doesn't like to be interrupted during training.

But this situation really made him feel a little confused——

Tell a strategic nuclear submarine commander that there is an emergency, and it is difficult not to make some bad associations.

But on the other hand, since the superior came to him through the communication system instead of the combat readiness alarm, it seemed that the situation was not particularly critical...

He had no choice but to signal the students to practice on their own, and he put on his big-brimmed hat and left the training facility.

…

Ten minutes later, Han Xiangjie drove along a tunnel and arrived inside the submarine cave.

This is a huge cave with an internal height of more than 20 meters. With the searchlight and a little sunlight coming from the cave entrance in the distance, you can see a piece of blue stone moss densely covered on the top of the cave, while below is a calm sea.

Along the coastline that is hundreds of meters deep into the cave, there is a pier perpendicular to the embankment inserted into the deep water at regular intervals. A dozen submarines of different sizes are scattered and berthed next to different piers.

In a way, this is a small, hidden port.

Even though Han Xiangjie has been working in this base for more than three years, he is still amazed by the uncanny workmanship of nature every time he walks in.

Before the jeep could stop, he opened the door and jumped out, then quickly walked towards the longest pier a little further away.

A submarine with a huge turtle back was docked there smoothly, almost filling the entire space between the two piers, causing only the other side of the adjacent Pier 2 to be used.

It was the Long March 9.

It is the largest nuclear submarine China has ever built.

Two boarding ladders extend from the edge of the deck to the dock floor, and figures in twos and threes are walking back and forth on the flat turtle back, seeming to be measuring something.

Warships are of course national property, but due to the historical customs of the navigation industry, it is difficult for Han Xiangjie not to feel a sense of control over the submarine he commands.

But now, without him, the captain, knowing, a group of people came up and did whatever they wanted, which instantly gave him a weird sense of crisis.

Thinking of this, Han Xiangjie couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Wang Kang, who had just called him over, and another person had been waiting beside Long March 9.

When he got closer, Han Xiangjie discovered that this was a familiar face.

"Lao Fan?"

He almost blurted it out.

Fan Zhaohui, an expert in marine engineering and naval equipment.

More than 20 years ago, when Han Xiangjie was still in military school, he and the other party had bunk beds.

It's just that Fan Zhaohui later showed extraordinary talent in reading, so he took the professional and technical route.

The two later collaborated several times, but the last time they met was eleven years ago.

Facing the menacing US fleet at that time, China's only strategic nuclear submarine, the Long March 6, was prepared to desperately break through the island chain. As the navigator, Han Xiangjie also wrote a suicide note in advance.

Fan Zhaohui, as a technical expert, took the initiative to apply for submarines to participate in the operation.

However, neither the Long March 6 nor the Julang 1 missile it carried had actual deterrence capabilities, and had to be abandoned in the end.

It has also become a regret for the entire strategic nuclear submarine force.

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

Now that he saw Fan Zhaohui again at the submarine base, the equipment in Han Xiangjie's hands had already been replaced with guns, which inevitably made him feel a little emotional.

"They told me before that this time the best submarine captain in the military would be involved in the operation, so I guessed it was you."

Fan Zhaohui took the initiative to take two steps forward and hugged Han Xiangjie.

After all, it's not a formal occasion, so there's no need to be so polite.

"It seems I don't need any additional introduction..."

Wang Kang walked up from the side with his hands behind his back, interrupting the conversation between the two:

"There will be time to catch up with you later. Let me briefly explain the situation first, but..."

Rarely, he paused during the order:

"However, this task is too special, so adjustments may be made in the future. There is no written document issued yet."

Fan Zhaohui and Han Xiangjie looked at each other and stood at attention and saluted:

"Please direct!"

Wang Kang waved his hand, signaling the two of them to take a break.

Then, they came up with a completely unexpected task:

"The superiors requested that the Long March 9 boat join the formation with the Navy destroyer Jincheng as the flagship, go out of the first island chain, arrive at the predetermined waters in the central Pacific before midnight on April 19, and cooperate with the surface ship forces to monitor the U.S. military throughout the entire process. Hypersonic vehicle experimental process! ”

The moment he listened to the instructions, Han Xiangjie felt a surge of blood, as if someone had struck a bell next to his ears, and his head was filled with a buzzing sound.

He could hardly believe that he actually received this order that he had been waiting for for eleven years.

"Leaving the first island chain... us?"

Wang Kang had long known the obsession in his subordinate's heart, but he never showed it. Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask:

"Why, don't you have the confidence?"

The method of stimulating generals is old-fashioned, but it works.

Although Han Xiangjie had eleven million questions in his mind at this time, such as why a nuclear submarine was used to perform air surveillance missions, and what equipment should be brought on the voyage when Julang 2 was not yet in service, etc.

But he just stood at attention again:

"Of course I have confidence!"

Wang Kang showed a satisfied smile:

"As I said just now, the circumstances of this mission are special, so your boat needs to be modified before setting sail... The specific modification plan will be introduced to you by Comrade Fan Zhaohui."

"yes!"

"Promise to complete the mission!"