Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 309 The Water Nest
"Alright, alright!" Bei Anqi sighed helplessly, patted Qi Luo to signal her to lie down, and then skillfully took out a bristle comb. "Sister, let me comb your fur properly."

"That's more like it!" Qiluo hummed contentedly, closing her eyes comfortably.

After a period of not organizing her things, Angie had made quite a bit of progress. When the gyroscope finally ticked to indicate that it had completed its north-finding process, her small bag was almost full.

The crew began manipulating the ship's ropes, carefully hoisting the two heavy torpedoes and slowly dropping them into the cold, dark seawater.

Beanie stepped forward and removed the physical safety pins from the warheads of the two torpedoes one by one.

A spool of fiber optic cable was attached to the tail of the torpedo. Beianchi pulled out a fiber optic connector from it and plugged it into the control unit left inside the fifth compartment.

Soon, the tablet interface displayed: "Fever-reducing plug No. 1/No. 2: Fiber optic signal connection is normal!"

Beanie checked the data with the navigator of the Five Teeth. Based on the latest fleet track data transmitted from Stanton, the main fleet of the Temple of Light was currently about 250 kilometers away from them!

"Bearing position set, navigation depth set to fifty meters, navigation mode: automatic, speed: fifteen knots."

She pressed the start button. The torpedo's tail thrusters activated, propelling it forward and leaving a long trail of violently churning white bubbles in the seawater.

At the same time, the fiber optic spools began to release, and the four hair-thin optical fibers floated gently in the deep, dark sea like transparent kite strings.

Beianqi stared intently at the tablet screen. According to real-time data from the gyroscope, the torpedo's course and speed were both normal. The two heat detonators were automatically and steadily sailing towards the rendezvous point along the predetermined trajectory.

There are no usable satellite navigation signals in this other world. And even if a similar system existed, its signal could only penetrate a few centimeters into the seawater.

Even low-frequency radio, which has stronger penetrating power, can only transmit effectively at a depth of a dozen meters underwater, and the signal is weak, fluctuates violently, and has low reliability.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why Su Ming chose fiber-optic guided torpedoes. Wireless communication technology, which is commonplace in the human world, is extremely difficult to implement underwater.

The crucial task of navigation and positioning for torpedoes falls to high-precision inertial navigation systems (INS).

The fifteen-minute wait just now was to allow the gyroscope, the core component of the navigation system, to accurately locate the geographic North Pole using the rotation of this alien planet and complete the initial alignment.

During the remainder of the journey, the inertial navigation system will continuously provide the torpedo with position and attitude information.

Human warfare on Earth has continued unabated from primitive societies to the modern era. Technologically advanced human civilization has never been rendered helpless in war simply by lacking a particular "high technology."

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Inertial navigation systems are far less accurate than satellite navigation systems; the cumulative error over a hundred kilometers can reach the level of a hundred meters.

However, this is a wire-guided torpedo, and the final attack phase will be controlled in real time by Beianchi via fiber optics. Therefore, even if there is an error of several hundred meters, it is entirely within the range of correction.

On the tablet screen, two green dots representing torpedoes flashed steadily, like fireflies in the deep sea, moving steadfastly toward the preset convergence coordinates.

“This thing can run away on its own, which is really convenient.” Qi Luo leaned over and glanced lazily at the screen, then yawned. “So, can we take a nap and wait for it to wander over to that group of pseudo-believers’ fleet?” “We’ll have to wait a bit,” Bei Anqi said.

She input the command, instructing the two torpedoes to continue descending.

Soon, the depth gauge showed that the torpedo had dived to 500 meters. This depth was far from the interference of the surging waves on the surface of the sea and also avoided the shallow waters where marine life was most concentrated, thus maximizing the protection of the extremely vulnerable fiber optic communication lines towed behind the torpedo.

Of course, if some foolish fish or something tries to tear at the fiber optic cable... even with backup fiber optic cables, it's a risk that can't be prevented, and there's really nothing that can be done about it.

Beianchi cautiously increased the torpedo's speed in the deep sea to twenty-five knots, and the system reported that everything was normal. She activated the camera on the thruster; behind her were bubbles rising in the darkness, and ahead was complete stillness.

"Alright, now you can rest." After arranging the crew of the Five Tooth for shift duty, Bei Anqi comfortably leaned against Qi Luo's warm and soft belly, closed her eyes, and began to rest.

Every hour, the crew on duty would gently wake her up so she could personally check the torpedo's operational status.

Although the alarm would sound immediately if anything went wrong, Beianchi didn't rely on it completely. She insisted on checking the torpedo's condition with her own eyes before she felt at ease.

Qiluo was very unhappy about this interruption of her sleep. She refused to be Beianqi's pillow any longer, found a quiet corner of the cabin, comfortably rested her head on her furry front hooves, and continued her sweet dreams.

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At 5:00 a.m., the preset prompt sounded on time: "Fever-reducing suppository No. 1" and "No. 2" have arrived at the designated sea area.

Beanie immediately checked the location information: the torpedo was about 160 kilometers ahead of the Five Fangs. According to the fleet's trajectory, the main fleet of the Temple of Light should have arrived in this area by now.

Beianqi manipulated the "Fever-Reducing Plug No. 1" to float slightly upwards and activated the active sonar mounted on it.

A crisp sonar pulse echoed through the seawater.

About a minute later, the sonar echo returned. The screen clearly showed the echo points of three ship signals, about five kilometers away from the torpedo.

"Not bad!" Beianqi breathed a sigh of relief. This sea area was the estimated enemy route, and there was a possibility of deviation. Being able to successfully locate the outer auxiliary ships meant that the main fleet should be nearby.

She continued to carefully maneuver the No. 1 torpedo, weaving through the three auxiliary ships, and submerged to the other side. Every five minutes, she released a sonar pulse for detection.

She quickly locked onto the first large warship target, followed by the second. Half an hour later, the two torpedoes finally crept up to the vicinity of the Temple of Light's main fleet.

The fleet was deployed in a diamond formation, with ten cruisers forming a guard formation around the perimeter, protecting the two largest and identical ships in the center.

"Two?!" Beianqi exclaimed in surprise. "Didn't the intelligence say there was only one dragon-carrying aircraft carrier, the 'Azure Sea Valley'?"

Emergency communications came through at that moment, originating from the "Pious Widow," where Stanton was stationed. They had recently confirmed that the Light Fleet had rendezvoused with a large warship en route—presumably the "Water Nest," a sister ship to the "Azure Valley," another existing flying beast mothership of the Temple of Light!
(End of this chapter)