50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 274 There's a good deal to be had
Sun Zhiwei immediately recognized the identities of both parties: the ship turning around in front belonged to the Russians, and the ship following behind belonged to the U.S.

The bald eagle's submarines like to follow behind other people's propellers;

The Russian submarines have a unique trick to prevent being tailed and tracked: they can make an emergency turnaround.

They can turn their boats around in a very short time to avoid being followed.

What confirmed its identity for him was its acceleration.

Generally, if two submarines discover each other and do not want to engage in battle, they will usually fire their active sonar at each other and then gradually move away until they are out of each other's range before leaving.

However, this unwritten rule does not apply to the Russians, whose submarine pilots are known for their fiery tempers and impatience, preferring to act directly.

We dare not launch torpedoes or missiles, as that would mean starting a war, but collisions are not a problem.

Most of the Soviet Union's submarines are heavily armored, and some even have hulls made of titanium alloy. Therefore, they are not afraid of ramming and dare to do so.

In their own words, they displayed courage and valor in the face of a powerful adversary, inspiring awe in all who beheld them.

In reality, Sun Zhiwei thought it was most likely that the driver from the Russian family had gotten drunk again.

Don't think it's impossible; it's world-renowned that the drivers of the Russians love to drink.

Regardless of what kind of drivers they were—cars, ships, warships, submarines—all the Russian drivers were drunkards.

I heard that Yuri Gagarin even takes a bottle of vodka with him when he goes into space, otherwise he feels uncomfortable.

Drinking alcohol is one thing, but if there's no alcohol, they can drink other things, such as medical alcohol diluted with water, tank antifreeze, alcohol solvents in varnish, cologne, etc.

If pushed too far, they might even take a few sips of methanol.

Watching a play alone is no fun, so Sun Zhiwei started providing live commentary for the others in the driver's seat.

"The ship that turned around should belong to the Russian bear, and the one following behind should belong to the bald eagle."

"Now the Russian pilot, who was being followed, is enraged and is ramming the U.S. submarine head-on."

"Da Hai, report back on the situation immediately."

"Oh, the Russian submarine has already accelerated to 30 knots."

"The bald eagle's sonar is frantically emitting pulses, and the frequency is clearly too high."

"The bald eagle's submarine is turning; they dare not ram it. The bear's submarine has also adjusted its course, still heading towards them."

"Three kilometers, two kilometers, one kilometer."

"500, 300, 100, crashed."

A loud "boom" came from the water, and even the hull of the "Memphis" shook.

Da Hai quickly took off his headphones to prevent his eardrums from being damaged by the loud noise.

"Wow, that's really exciting."

Swordfish steadied itself by gripping the control panel beside it, and muttered:
"Has the Russian pilot gone mad? These are two H submarines. If there's a radiation leak, we're doomed."

"Besides, this is in our own waters, and there are so many merchant ships around. Aren't they afraid of the torpedoes exploding?"

Sun Zhiwei could only smile wryly. How could he reason with a drunkard?

"Both submarines are surfacing, and the exact extent of the damage is unknown, but it was a solid collision, so the damage must be considerable." At this moment, both submarines have reached the surface, and the merchant ships that are coming from behind are turning to either side to avoid them.

The cargo ship that the "Memphis" was following soon arrived at the scene. They turned around with the cargo ship, and Sun Zhiwei took the opportunity to use his spatial abilities to check on the two submarines not far away.

Sure enough, one of them was a Soviet Type 945 Sierra-class titanium alloy attack submarine. It's a new type of submarine, no wonder the US submarines are following closely behind.

The other vessel is a Los Angeles-class H submarine of the same type as the USS Memphis, with the hull number "SSN690". This should be the USS Philadelphia, which has just entered service.

Now, the bow of the Sierra-class submarine has been badly damaged, and the Philadelphia submarine has been badly damaged in the stern. It looks like both submarines will need major repairs.

Sun Zhiwei was a little angry that the two companies had started fighting in their own waters.

This reminded him of the Russo-Japanese War, in which two great powers fought on their own home in Shandong, and what they destroyed were their own pots and pans.

This isn't the era of Manqing anymore; they still dare to do this. We have to teach them a lesson.

So he used space to cut off the communication antennas of both submarines from the inside, and then tore a large hole in the bottom of each submarine.

Soon, the crew members on both ships began to exclaim in alarm, as both submarines began to take on water almost simultaneously.

At this moment, the "Memphis" gradually moved away from the scene of the incident along with the cargo ship. Sun Zhiwei in the command room had some new ideas about the two submarines behind them.

Neither submarine can communicate with the outside world right now, and water is starting to enter the submarines. If we send a ship to rescue the people...
"Swordfish, where is the nearest naval base to us right now?"

Swordfish was taken aback by his question, then he quickly looked at the nautical chart before finally replying, "The nearest one is Yulin Base, 400 kilometers west-northwest."

"What's wrong? Should we change course?"

The four members of the 'Swordfish' team were all dispatched from the Qingdao base, so they naturally leaned more towards the Northern Fleet.

If this trophy ends up in another fleet base, wouldn't that be like throwing good money after bad?

"No, I have some thoughts about the two submarines that collided just now."

"However, this requires someone to contact the base here."

"Here's what I was thinking: I'll go up first, send a telegram home, and ask them to send a ship to rescue us, and also tow the two damaged submarines back for a look."

"We need to hurry. This is the main channel. If we're too late, we'll miss out on this opportunity."

"You guys just sail according to the original plan. I might even get to the Qingdao base before you."

“Then let’s surface now.” Swordfish was a decisive person; once it agreed with Sun Zhiwei’s idea, it was ready to act.

"No need, I'll go out through the torpedo launch port in my diving suit, you can operate it from inside."

The use of torpedo launch ports for entry and exit is not a new invention; there have been cases of submarine crew members escaping through torpedo launch ports in the past.

Sun Zhiwei explained the situation to the others and then started putting on his diving suit.

After quickly getting dressed, 'Swordfish' accompanied him to the torpedo bay. They first opened the rear cover of one of the launch ports and let Sun Zhiwei crawl inside.

Swordfish closed the rear cover inside the cabin and then opened the front cover of the torpedo launch port.

Instantly, the torpedo tubes filled with seawater, and Sun Zhiwei took the opportunity to swim out after the tubes were full.

After exiting the torpedo tubes, he hovered in the water, watching the USS Memphis sail away, and then began to rise.

(End of this chapter)