Chapter 249

Ivan didn't understand what stone meant by reliability, but emotionally, he agreed with stone's judgment on the good quality of the old machine. Take this submarine for example. Although its surface is rusty, there are exposed wires and steam pipes everywhere, and some parts are out of repair for a long time, its power system and weapon system are still in good use. Moreover, this kind of old submarine has one advantage. Submarine veterans like Ivan can repair most of the faults on the boat as long as they have a wrench in their hand. Unlike modern new submarines, the precision is so high that ordinary people can't even find the location of parts.

"Mr. stone, what are you looking for in this sea?" Ivan vaguely acknowledged the question about the machine, but he hasn't got the answer to the first question. This is the edge of the South Pacific Basin, and to the north is the tubuai islands. It is no easier to find things in this large basin more than 15000 feet deep, even a large island reef on the bottom of the sea, than to find a sesame in a swimming pool.

"In fact, I don't know what I'm looking for. Because the thing I'm looking for is definitely not here now. But I think I can always find some traces."

Stone's words made Ivan more confused. He simply didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, the old iron guy they took had enough fuel to continue wandering in the sea for a month. As long as they could return within 20 days, there was nothing to worry about. For Ivan, getting into a submarine is like going home, but how long can this clean and handsome Mr. stone last!

"Sir, do you need anything else? I have canned fish, coffee and pickles. Pickles are Chinese and Japanese... Japanese discs. If you need..."

Ivan looked at the two computers in front of stone and never understood why only one was on. He had never seen stone turn on two computers at the same time.

Stone smiled at Ivan and said, "no, you're busy."

Ivan backed out, returned to the command cabin and sat in his position. As it is now on the sea, the command cabin can be ventilated, and the people inside are smoking.

"Watch out for fire," Ivan warned.

"Can't burn!" Boris handed Ivan a cigarette. "This shit is damp enough to grow maggots. It's strange to burn!"

"I mean, watch out for wires and fuel," Ivan said as he took the cigarette.

He didn't smoke before. When he was in the army, smoking was strictly prohibited in submarines. But after his retirement, he learned to smoke by mixing in various docks, and he was very addicted to smoking.

"I know," Boris said. "It's not the first time for brothers to get off the boat. No one will be stupid enough to go to the power cabin with a cigarette in his mouth."

"That's good," Ivan said.

"So... Ivan, what the hell is that guy? He won't lie to us?" Boris asked.

"What are you kidding?" Ivan said.

Boris was a little guilty: "I'm afraid he won't give money when he's finished. What can you find wandering around in this big basin?"

Ivan said, "haven't you already given you half? Even if the half isn't given to us, it's worth the trip! And he just told me that when the mission is over, I can take my wife and children to Hawaii or New Zealand and don't have to do such dirty work anymore."

"Oh, that's not a small sum of money. If it's true, you'll enjoy it!" Boris took a hard cigarette.

Ivan spat and said, "why do I smell sour? Don't worry, I won't leave my brothers to enjoy happiness alone. If I can take my family to New Zealand to live a good life, I will let you buy a pasture there."

"Is it really that good?" Boris closed his eyes and looked forward to it. "But this Mr. Arthur stone looks very extraordinary! I have never seen such a handsome and elegant Chinese."

"Where can you tell he is Chinese?"

"Although he has the shadow of an Italian or French aristocrat, he looks Oriental!"

"There is more than one China in the East, so it can't be Japanese?"

"No, it's impossible," Boris said with great certainty. "I have dealt with the Japanese many times. They are smart, belligerent, good at learning, and very polite, but they can never accompany and raise real elegant and noble people. They will only hold a samurai sword and make gestures on their stomach, so as to cover up their cowardice that they dare not face failure."

"You really know them!" Ivan said with a smile when he knew that Boris had a conflict with Japanese whaling ships after he retired. Then he threw his cigarette butts into the empty fish can with water. "Well, guys, finish smoking and take your place! It's someone else's business whether they give money or not. Whether they do a good job or not is our business."

Boris asked, "are you still fooling around like this?"

Ivan said: "continue cruising, maintain the speed of eight knots, dive 500 feet deep, keep an eye on all detectors, focusing on gravity detection and magnetic detection. Remember to report any abnormalities immediately."

Ivan stood in front of the console with a clean face like a real submarine captain. The people who were just joking put away their smiles and returned to their respective jobs.

"Would you like to let Mr. stone know before diving again?" Boris asked.

Ivan thought for a moment and said, "No."

The submarine dived again and hovered at a depth of about 150 meters.

"Actually, I'd like to know if Mr. Arthur stone used to be a submarine soldier," Boris said as he adjusted the components on the dashboard in front of him.

"Why?" Ivan asked.

"Do you think he has had any discomfort since he got on the boat? And he has been staying in the lounge, facing two broken computers, but only watching those old-fashioned science fiction movies."

Boris's question is actually Ivan's question. He tried to ask stone several times, but he took it back. Although he was not a regular mercenary, he knew that he was no different from a mercenary when he got on the submarine.

Stone gave him enough money to repair the submarine, fill it with fuel and weapons, and buy some advanced detection instruments.

Stone was his employer until the task was completed. His task is to finish what stone told him and protect the safety of his employer. During this period, he knew what to say and what not to say.

"There seems to be something wrong with magnetic field detection," a man said to the instrument in front of him. "Ivan, come and have a look. I don't know much about this."

Ivan walked over and took a look. He found that on the dashboard a little like a computer screen, the originally stable flashing lines on the left twisted like snakes, and the lines of incomprehensible numbers on the right kept rolling. He didn't know what that meant. There was no such instrument on submarines in the past.

"Let me see. I'm good at this," cried Boris.

"You know this?" Ivan asked strangely.

"Didn't I tell you that I went to the Arctic for two years after I retired? Hey, in fact, I mixed in with an Arctic scientific research ship. There were all kinds of instruments on it. I was arranged to monitor the magnetic field at that time."

Boris walked up to the magnetic monitor and frowned at the lines and numbers. The expression on his face slowly became rich, as if he saw something strange.

"What's the matter, Boris?" Ivan asked

"The magnetic field shows that there should be something in front of us," Boris said

"What?"

"I don't know. It seems to be... A ship?"

"No, it's impossible," said the man in charge of sonar detection. "The sonar system shows that there is no object ahead."

"Stop moving!" Ivan ordered decisively. "I'll inform Mr. stone."