Chapter 629 Infiltrating Nuclear Submarine

As the First Mech Combat Brigade arrived at Tevi City, the army of the Jeko Group gradually gained momentum and showed signs of launching an attack.

This scene was seen by some people who were anxious and could not help but start to act.

Medical laboratory, bathroom.

Zemon secretly took out his mobile phone and called an unfamiliar number.

"Captain Wim, yes, it's me, it's me."

"Has the action plan been finalized? I have found some suspected areas and can cooperate with your infiltration."

"It doesn't matter, it's all for the sake of saving the Squid Kingdom. We can't let the Jeko Group continue to persecute our Squid people."

After a few simple words, Zemon was in a good mood. He would be able to meet up with the CIA people soon. When the time comes, with himself as an insider, he will definitely be able to find evidence that the Jeko Group has created and released the zombie virus.

Thinking of this, Zemon walked out of the bathroom.

However, as soon as he came out, he saw two Faha soldiers standing in front of him.

"You are"

Zemon was guilty and his heart beat fast.

The two Farha soldiers looked at each other, and after making sure that they had not recognized the wrong person, they grabbed Zemon's arms on the left and right without saying anything, and blocked his mouth.

Zemon was terrified and began to struggle with all his strength.

But his frail body was no match for the two soldiers. Soon his hands and feet were tied up and tied to a van outside the laboratory.

"What are you doing? Help, help!"

Zemon screamed in fear, but the surroundings had been cleared long ago, and no one could save him even if he shouted at the top of his throat.

The two Farha soldiers sneered, punching and kicking Zemon, making his face full of peach blossoms.

As a virology expert, Zemon was used to a pampered life, so he couldn't stand the soldiers' massage. He screamed and curled up in the van.

"Stop beating me, sir, stop beating me. I confessed. I confessed everything. The CIA told me to do it. If you want to find someone, go to the CIA."

Unable to bear the pain, Zemon screamed and yelled. He thought he had exposed his identity, so he just said it all.

"CIA, what CIA? Wait, are you a spy?"

The two Farha soldiers were stunned. They received reports from the masses that someone often spoke for the squids, so they came to cause trouble and beat them up in revenge.

In fact, the people who reported it were some colleagues in the WHO. They couldn't stand Zemon relying on his squid ancestry to make some messy remarks all day long, so they secretly informed the Farha soldiers of the news.

When the Farha soldiers heard that Zemon had squid ancestry and sympathized with squids, they immediately decided to come and teach Zemon, a guy who didn't know the sky and the earth, a lesson. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.

But sometimes, history is so coincidental. Novels need to talk about logic, but reality doesn't.

"Speak, tell me everything you know."

The two Farha soldiers were overjoyed. If they could catch the spy, they would definitely be a great achievement. With the generosity of the Jeko Group, promotion and salary increase are just around the corner.

"Aren't you here for the CIA? I didn't say that. I was just talking nonsense. I don't know anything about the CIA."

Zemon seemed to have just realized that he had made a mistake, and his heart was instantly cold.

"If you don't say it, then let's see if you are that hard."

The two Farha soldiers grinned, and Zemon's screams soon resounded in the van.

It was not until more than half an hour later that the two Farha soldiers who had asked for all the information drove the van directly and took the half-dead Zemon to the Jeko Group's military camp to ask for credit and reward.

As expected, their report was quickly taken seriously. The Jeko Group gave them a satisfactory reward for the important information about the CIA.

As for Zemon, if he fell into the hands of the Jeko Group, he would experience what it means to be worse than death.

Late at night!

In the deep sea of ​​the Mediterranean, a big black fish is quietly moving under the sea surface, but this big black fish is relatively large, weighing 18,000 tons.

Its name is the Florida strategic missile nuclear submarine. This is the fourth-generation strategic missile nuclear submarine of the United States, a member of the Ohio class, powered by an S8G reactor, with an underwater speed of up to 25 knots, a maximum diving depth of more than 240 meters, equipped with 24 Trident II D5 submarine-launched ballistic missiles, and four 533mm torpedo tubes.

This is the trump card of the United States under the deep sea. Its ballistic missiles can carry nuclear warheads to achieve the role of strategic deterrence.

At present, the United States has 22 Ohio-class strategic missile nuclear submarines, which were successively put into service in the 1980s. However, due to the aging of the hull, the first few were unable to undertake the strategic nuclear deterrence cruise mission, so they were transformed by the United States into cruise missile nuclear submarines carrying conventional guided missiles.

Such a nuclear submarine can carry hundreds of Tomahawk cruise missiles, and can also carry up to two special forces delivery systems to transport special forces. It can transport up to 66 special forces at a time to perform some top-secret missions.

It has to be said that the United States is still rich and powerful. It directly uses four precious nuclear submarines to carry cruise missiles and uses more than 18,000 tons of nuclear submarines to transport special forces for conventional strikes and special operations.

The Florida strategic missile nuclear submarine is such a modified nuclear submarine. It does not participate in conventional military deployments, but is specifically used to perform confidential and important special missions.

It was already early morning, and the Mediterranean Sea was quiet, with only slight waves.

Fleck Leonard, the captain of the Florida nuclear submarine, looked at the time and calmly gave orders.

"We have arrived at the target location, let the special forces and CIA go."

"Yes!"

In the special decompression chamber of the nuclear submarine, 40 Navy SEALs from the United States and the five most elite members of the CIA who have undergone special training, wearing underwater combat equipment, were ready here.

When the watertight doors leading to the interior of the submarine were opened one by one, the entire cabin began to be filled with seawater. When the entire cabin was filled with seawater and the pressure inside and outside the submarine was balanced, the Navy SEALs, who were fully armed, wearing masks, fins, rubber clothes, and oxygen cylinders, pushed open the hatch, left the submarine, and began to swing their wide fins and swim towards the coast.

The temperature of the Mediterranean Sea water is a few degrees lower than that of the Atlantic Ocean, which is a great test of the endurance of the swimming special forces.

If they were not on a mission, they were all carefully selected soldiers, and many of them might not have enough physical strength to swim to the shore at the scheduled time.

By the time they all swam to the shore, many of them were already sweating and exhausted.

"Safe!"

The leader of the team, Gars Hunter, observed the surrounding environment at the first time. The shore was very quiet late at night, with only the sound of the sea breeze and the waves hitting the beach, which made him feel a little relieved.

Taking out the wireless communication equipment, Gars reported the news to the Florida nuclear submarine.

"The frequency of the swimming group is connected!"

"The swimming group has successfully landed, and we continue to cruise in the open sea, waiting for support."

"Report the surrounding situation and stay alert."

Captain Fleck of the Florida kept issuing orders, and he remained vigilant enough. After all, they were facing the Jeko Group. The risks and mortality rates of tasks related to the Jeko Group have always been the highest.

When the Navy SEALs recovered their strength from the shore, changed their clothes and equipment, and walked inland.

On the Florida nuclear submarine, a sonar operator suddenly frowned slightly, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he caught an unusual sound.

"Ship, position 1-7-0, moving."

The sonar operator quickly spoke to remind the captain.

"What ship? Frigate, merchant ship or fishing boat?"

Captain Fleck quickly came behind the sonar operator and asked repeatedly.

The sonar operator wore headphones and kept listening to the subtle fluctuations captured by the passive sonar in the sea.

The submarine soldiers of the Florida also became a little nervous. Although according to intelligence, the Jeko Group did not deploy any warships in the Mediterranean, the Jeko Group's black technology emerged in an endless stream. Who knows if the other party will secretly build a warship and slip into the Mediterranean.

"Cavitation effect, propeller speed 103, four blades, it is the Turkish frigate, Gaziantep."

When the sonar operator said this, everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, and their nervous faces relaxed.

"It turned out to be a frigate of Tuji. I got scared."

Many people patted their chests with amused expressions, and they laughed at their nervousness.

But just when everyone relaxed their guard, the sonar operator suddenly changed his face again. He stood up in shock and shouted: "No, there is a sound of falling into the water. The direction is 3-9-1. It may be a sonar buoy dropped by an anti-submarine helicopter."

Swish!

The scene was in panic, and everyone's face turned pale.

The most powerful part of a submarine is its concealment, and the most feared thing is to be discovered by the enemy.

Once a submarine is discovered, it is almost like a lamb to be slaughtered, and can only hide here and there.

Flake's face twitched, and he gave an order in a stern voice: "Enter ultra-quiet state, maintain radio silence, all soldiers enter combat positions, the submarine retreats 4, the speed drops to 3 knots, and continues to dive 100 meters."

On the Florida nuclear submarine, submarine soldiers began to run, quickly put on life jackets, and ran to their respective positions.

"Sonar waves surge, the other side is looking for our location."

The sonar operator reported again, and everyone on the nuclear submarine was sweating profusely. They hoped that the submarine could avoid sonar detection.

"Jeko Group, it must be Jeko Group, our plan has been leaked."

Fleck's face was frighteningly ugly. They had just arrived here for a short time, and the anti-submarine helicopter of the Jeko Group came to find them. This was clearly a trap specially prepared for them.

Fleck didn't know that the sonar buoy was not dropped by an anti-submarine helicopter, but a Luanfeng aerospace strategic bomber.

In the dark night, the Luanfeng aerospace strategic bomber crossed the sky and flew low over the Mediterranean Sea. The strong wind stirred up the waves on the sea. (End of this chapter)