Chapter 739: On the verge of breaking out (asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 739: On the verge of breaking out (asking for monthly votes)

"Wait a minute, this distance isn't enough!"

Gu Ji quickly refused.

But the mustachioed mate frowned and asked: "The distance between us and the enemy is less than 500 feet now. If this is still too far, do we have to hit him directly in the face?"

"Yes, once we get too close, we will also be affected by the explosion of the heavy torpedo!"

Another adjutant also added.

Aklimovich did not retort with his men, but carefully considered the sonar positioning, and opened his eyes slightly: "You mean, the enemy can easily launch ballistic missiles at this depth?"

"That's right!"

He is worthy of being the captain of the "Losarik".

His eyes are indeed sharp and he can spot problems at a glance.

"As far as I know, whether it is the 667A during the Cold War or most modern strategic-class ballistic missile submarines, the maximum depth for directly launching ballistic missiles underwater is generally around 40 to 50 meters."

"And the current depth of the 'Hook' is 45 meters!"

Gu Jiqian had just finished speaking.

Aklimovich then took over the conversation.

The senior submarine officers on the side also looked thoughtful.

At this position, as long as they open the torpedo tube, they will be captured by the sonar system of the enemy "Hook".

If the other party has activated the ballistic missile silo.

It only takes a few seconds to complete the underwater ignition and launch with a high probability before being sunk by a heavy torpedo.

Once the ballistic missile breaks out of the sea.

By then, it will be too late!

"Even if we know this, there's nothing we can do to change its location now, right?"

The mustachioed first mate spread his hands.

indeed.

Even if they can get infinitely close to the enemy submarine and shorten the distance and time of the torpedo attack, they cannot change the opponent's depth. In the end, they will still face the risk of missile launch.

"We can use an antenna!"

"What did you say?"

Suddenly, Gu Ji said something out of the blue.

It actually attracted the surprised looks of many people in the control room.

"We can raise the submarine's towing antenna, find a way to wrap around the power paddle at the tail of the 'Hook', and then use its own power to drag it underwater!"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone couldn't help but look shocked.

The so-called "drag antenna" is also called a submarine buoyant cable antenna.

It uses a motor to retract and retract the antenna, and then the antenna assembly can rely on its own buoyancy to tilt up to the water surface or to a shallower depth underwater to receive radio signals.

Considering that the use environment is in sea water and there are operational safety requirements, the material of the towed antenna is very strong.

Even if it is pulled by tens of thousands of tons, it will not break.

Gu Ji's method is to use the floating function of the antenna to slowly extend to the tail of the "Hook". As long as it can contact the blades, it will be instantly involved in the motor shaft, forming a entanglement.

When the time comes, the "Losarik" dives quickly.

Use your own more advanced power to catch the opponent off guard and drag them down.

As long as the water-based missile launch depth is exceeded, the "Hook"'s trump card will not be able to play!

“This is such a wonderful idea!!”

"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen someone come up with such a crazy idea!"

For a time, the submariners were full of praise for Gu Ji's proposal.

This time even the first mate with a mustache who often opposed him could not find a suitable reason to refute.

then.

Aklimovich directly ordered the communication team to take action immediately.

Although the plan is simple.

But in actual practice, it is not easy.

On the one hand, the submarine needs to slowly release the antenna while maintaining absolute silence and not being discovered;

On the other hand, you need to aim the antenna at the power propellers at the tail of the target.

The key lies in this second step.

To know.

The sea water is flowing, and the communication antenna is often tens or hundreds of meters long. If such a thin wire shakes, the amplitude will naturally be huge.

Fortunately, the "Hook" has been hiding under the Norwegian Nansen-class frigate.

As long as the depth remains unchanged, the trajectory is completely followable.

Otherwise, the probability of entangling a nuclear-powered submarine with just one antenna in the vast deep sea is extremely slim!

"Captain, the antenna has been released!"

"Use the scanning robot for positioning and let the driver move the antenna to the tail!"

"yes!"

Aklimovich calmly issued one order after another.

With the help of the scanning robot, a slender black antenna can be clearly seen on the screen, like a fishing rod, swaying slightly in the sea water and slowly approaching the target.

Because the distance is very close.

Gu Ji could even see the deformed dents and damaged spots on the "Hook".

That was what was left by the explosion of several torpedoes he had previously dropped using a maritime anti-submarine aircraft.

It's a pity that it couldn't completely destroy its defense.

If the supercavitating nuclear torpedo had been chosen, I am afraid that the "Hook" would have disappeared into the sea by now.

"Gululu..."

"Wait! It seems to be moving!"

"Damn it, you didn't find us, did you?"

Suddenly.

At the moment when the antenna was about to approach the tail rotor of the "Hook".

Unexpectedly, the enemy suddenly accelerated forward, and the antenna happened to be misaligned with the blades.

This scene also shocked several senior officers in the submarine.

The mustache mate grabbed the red-faced fat man's shoulder and dissuaded him: "I said this plan is not feasible at all, Captain, launch the torpedo immediately, we still have hope of completing the mission!"

"Wait a minute! It seems to have stopped again!"

Gu Ji pointed at the screen hurriedly.

The sonar operator observed for a moment, took off his headphones and nodded: "Yes, Captain, the 'Hook' just accelerated synchronously with the Nansen-class frigate!"

"Okay, dock now!"

At Akelimovich's urging.

The driver started the second docking.

Everyone watched the black antenna of the submarine swinging left and right at the tail of the "Hook" without any rules, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right.

One of them had clearly touched it, but was bounced off by the high-speed rotating blades.

"No, if this goes on, their sonar system will hear it!"

"Creaky..."

The mustache mate had just finished speaking.

Suddenly.

A tooth-grinding sound came from the top of the submarine.

It felt like someone stepped on a wooden floor that had been moldy for years.

"Look! The antenna is wound successfully!"

Someone pointed at the antenna on the screen that was being pulled straighter and straighter and exclaimed loudly.

"Quick! Depression angle 30, full power! Dive immediately!"

"Check the engine room, notify the torpedo room, open the No. 1 and No. 2 launch tubes immediately, and prepare two Type 65 heavy torpedoes!!"

In an instant.

Gu Ji and Akelimovich roared orders almost at the same time.

"Dive at full speed!!"

"The weapon compartment is ready, and the launch tubes are filled with water!"

"Gululu..."

At that moment.

The command room, which was silent just now, suddenly became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Every submarine soldier was conveying the orders of the command level to each other, and they were busy in an instant.

The submarine was diving.

Gu Ji hurriedly hugged his arms and leaned back to offset the inertia of the dive.

At the same time, according to the vision of the visual detection robot, the antenna on the top of the "Losharik" has been completely stretched straight.

Under the full power of the submarine's nuclear power and two diesel engines, the tail of the "Hook" was immediately pulled down two or three meters.

But soon.

The enemy reacted and wanted to start a power confrontation.

But once the trend is formed, it is difficult to reverse.

Although the body length of 667A exceeds 100 meters and the tonnage is twice that of the Rocky-class positioning of the "Losharik", the former is, after all, a backward product of the Cold War.

Whether it is power or instant acceleration ability.

It cannot be compared with the latest super-secret submarine of the Russian Deep Sea Survey Bureau.

Not to mention, the No. 1 and No. 2 torpedo tubes have been filled with water!

"Captain, the torpedo compartment is ready!"

"Fire!!"

Akelimovich shouted suddenly.

Only two "chi chi" sounds were heard, and two of the world's most famous conventional heavy torpedoes: the Russian-made Type 65, suddenly shot out!

This torpedo is famous for its terrifying combat depth, which can reach 950 meters. Its 11-meter bomb length, 50-knot speed, and 900 kilograms of explosives are enough to pose a huge threat to any submarine or warship at sea! !

Seeing this scene, the mustache-wearing first mate thought that success was about to be set in stone.

"Captain, we can definitely give them a fatal blow this time!!"

"Cut off the communication antenna immediately and dive as fast as possible, quick!"

In contrast, Akelimovich seemed much calmer. In order to prevent the submarine from being affected by the explosion of heavy torpedoes, he hurriedly ordered to free the antenna from entanglement.

But what everyone didn't expect was.

At the moment when the signalman took action, a shrill alarm suddenly sounded in the submarine control room!

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

"What happened?! Why did the alarm sound!"

"Captain, it's not good! The sonar system detected a missile launch!!"

"What did you say!?"

Everyone present was shocked by the sonar soldier's words.

"Impossible! We have clearly dragged the Hook to a depth of 50 meters. They have no chance to launch a ballistic missile!"

"Yes, this is totally inconsistent with common sense of weapons!"

Just when several submarine officers questioned.

The sonar soldier once again added: "The source of the missile is not the Hook, but 3,000 feet away, it is..."

"It's the Severodvinsk! Our people!!"

Aklimovich stared and squeezed out this sentence from his mouth.

Never expected.

They hurried, but they were still a step slower.

The Russian army finally decided to launch missiles to counterattack.

At the same time.

Two Type 65 heavy torpedoes circled half a circle in the sea and rose directly, leaving two beautiful white bubble arcs in the sea water, hitting the "Hook" above their heads.

"Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by two deafening explosions, the two torpedoes exploded in the sea at the same time, releasing huge energy instantly.

The flames from the explosion directly engulfed the Hook, and a large number of debris flew in the sea, like a tragic fireworks display.

The shock wave quickly spread in all directions.

Even the Losharik was not spared and was swept into the huge waves, as if it was suddenly shaken by an invisible big hand. The violent vibration threw the soldiers in the submarine to the ground.

Fortunately, the red-faced fat man shouted in time.

The submarine dived away from the antenna in advance and avoided the core area of ​​the explosion.

When the submarine gradually returned to normal, he was the first to climb up, "Quick, turn on the communication immediately and contact the base, quick!!"

"Captain, our antenna has been..."

"Damn it! Float to the surface immediately! Quick!!"

Hearing his men's words, Akelimovich remembered that their towed antenna had just been cut off.

Therefore, in order to achieve satellite communication, they can only surface.

At this time, the mustachioed first mate pressed his shoulder and said sternly: "Captain, if the 'Severodvinsk' launched the 'Zircon' anti-ship missile, then nothing can be done now!"

Akelimovich's face changed suddenly.

Indeed.

Zircon is a hypersonic missile. Once launched, it will instantly rise to high altitude and enter hypersonic cruising state.

As we all know.

Hypersonic missiles are extremely difficult to intercept.

Not to mention that Zircon has a special flight trajectory that can avoid the enemy's reconnaissance system. Even the Nansen frigate of the Norwegian Navy, equipped with the latest "Aegis" combat system of the US military, has an interception speed of only 3 Mach at most.

And Zircon's terminal penetration speed.

It has exceeded 8 Mach!

In other words.

Once the missile is launched, there is only one result, which is to hit!

Seeing that Akelimovich did not speak, the mustache-wearing first mate continued to dissuade:

"Captain, since the result cannot be changed, surfacing now will only expose our position and send the Norwegian fleet to seek death. It is better to take this opportunity to escape as soon as possible!"

"Can't leave!!"

Suddenly.

A scolding interrupted the conversation between the two.

It was Gu Ji!

He hurried over and inserted himself between the two.

"Captain, if we leave now, the misunderstanding will be even deeper. Do you want to see our efforts go to waste, and see your country fight with Norway, Britain, and even the United States in the Arctic Ocean!!"

"You are just a private organization, what do you know!"

The mustachioed first mate scolded, his eyes wide open, "Once the war starts, there is no turning back! Do you want nearly a hundred people on the boat to die!"

"If the war really starts, it won't be a hundred people who die!!"

Gu Ji took a step forward.

He faced the first mate directly, and was not overwhelmed by the other's momentum at all.

"Captain, this is the last chance!"

"Captain, you can't listen to him!"

Facing the dispute between the two.

Aklimovich looked around the command room and found that all the submarine soldiers were looking at him nervously.

So he took a deep breath.

"Surface! Contact the base!"

"Yes!"

"Damn it! Akelimovich! You would rather believe an unknown outsider than listen to me. Wait for the military court!!"

The mustache mate shouted angrily and rushed out of the control room.

Unexpectedly.

Gu Ji not only ignored him, but also grabbed the red-faced fat man and came to the communication station.

"Captain, we still have a chance! Contact the base and try to see if we can intercept the missile midway. As for Norway and NATO, I will be responsible for the negotiations!!"