.Because he was on the plane, Mu Haoyang didn't know what had happened in the past few hours, nor did he need to know that his mission was to rescue the two pilots who fell behind enemy lines.

"This is the Beidou positioning system," Cao Anguo handed over a single-soldier computer with a six-inch screen to Mu Haoyang. "The pilot is still alive, sending the azimuth coordinates every half an hour, and the Beidou satellite will send you the message. The second department has confirmed that the Korean army is searching for pilots, so you have to hurry up."

"Submarines are not aircraft, we can't even get faster." Mu Haoyang put away the individual computer.

"Do your best, don't let Commander Wu down." Cao Anguo patted Mu Haoyang on the shoulder, "Take all your brothers back, I don't want to lose you a few."

Mu Haoyang nodded, indicating that he understood what Cao Anguo meant.

At this time, a crew member entered the cabin with a tubular equipment that was more than one meter long and more than ten centimeters in diameter, walked to the cabin door, and threw the equipment out.

"It's almost done, you guys are ready."

Cao Anguo patted Mu Haoyang on the shoulder again before he went to cheer Pang Yuelong and others up.

Mu Haoyang checked the diving equipment and the weapons and equipment placed in the sealed waterproof backpack before turning back to look at the sea outside the porthole.

What transported them was an old sh-5 seaplane.

Before the war broke out, the Navy dispatched a variety of maritime patrol aircraft, including the sh-5, and patrolled the Chinese side of the central line of the Yellow Sea for 24 hours. After transporting Mu Haoyang and his sh-5 took off from the ocean island, they first entered the Bohai Bay to the west, then flew east along the north coast of the Shandong Peninsula, passed through the corner of the mountain and entered the patrol route, and flew southward. Even if it was discovered, the US military would think it was a patrol aircraft.

What started to be thrown away was the underwater communication equipment used to contact the submarine.

The Navy has used ultra-long-wave radio to send messages to the 041 AIP conventional submarine that is moving around here. After receiving a signal from the seaplane, the submarine will soon appear.

Seeing the orange lights suddenly appearing on the sea, Mu Haoyang picked up the telescope.

On the front left, a periscope extending out of the sea, and the navigation light at the top is flashing.

"Moores Code, our submarine."

Mu Haoyang looked back and found that Cao Anguo was also holding a telescope.

A red light was lit in the cabin, the seaplane was decelerating and the altitude was slowly decreasing, and a crew member trotted to the rear hatch.

Mu Haoyang didn't talk much, and stood up with his backpack.

Behind him, Pang Yuelong stood up one after another with six special forces soldiers.

Cao Anguo nodded to Mu Haoyang, saying everything he should say.

The hatch door slowly opened, and Mu Haoyang walked over. The crew stopped him and signaled that it was not time to leave the plane.

Because more than 200 kilometers away, there is an e-3D early warning aircraft from the US military and perhaps a "Qiwei" early warning aircraft from the South Korean Air Force hovering nearby, the seaplane will not land, and can only reduce the altitude to less than 20 meters and reduce the speed to 140 kilometers per hour. Mu Haoyang and the others have to jump into the sea.

When a seaplane approaches a submarine, the red light turns into green light.

The crew standing at the cabin door gave Mu Haoyang a thumbs up and signaled that he could leave the plane.

Mu Haoyang did not jump out first. According to the rules, he finally left. The first one was Pang Yuelong and then six special forces.

"Take care!" When Mu Haoyang left the plane, Cao Anguo only said two words.

Simple and meaningful.

After jumping out, Mu Haoyang immediately turned sideways, his legs were put together, and his hands were close to his side. When entering the water, the speed had a forward weight, so he had to face forward and let his feet enter the water first. If the posture of entering the water was wrong, his body or head would first contact the sea surface, and even if he would not fall to death, he would also be injured.

It feels bad to get into the water, like suddenly falling into a dark abyss.

After floating on the water, Mu Haoyang took a deep breath and saw Pang Yuelong who was waving to him. The other six special forces were nearby and no one was injured.

Mu Haoyang pointed to the periscope and swam towards the submarine first.

The submarine was in the sea, but it didn't float up.

After getting closer, Pang Yuelong dived down and knocked on the submarine's command hull with a specially prepared hammer. Seeing bubbles emerging from the sea, several special forces leaned on it. The submarine did not completely float to the water surface, but only exposed the command hull about half a meter above the sea surface.

The hatch door at the top of the enclosure opened and a submarine soldier, who looked like an officer, climbed out.

Without saying hello, several special forces climbed up one by one and entered the submarine.

"You are from the Amphibious Special Forces?"

"Yes, I am Major Mu Haoyang, this is Major Pang Yuelong, are you the captain?"

"I'm not the captain." The submarine soldier smiled and looked at the middle-aged man leaning against the hatch door. "Old Wang is the captain, I'm the captain Jiang Xinwei."

Mu Haoyang glanced at the captain and found that the submarine soldiers were all the same.

The middle-aged man looked at Mu Haoyang and turned around and entered the command cabin.

Like Zhou Yusheng's "Shark", this submarine uses an optoelectronic mast and does not penetrate the pressure-resistant shell, so the command cabin is on the No. 2 deck.

"Dive twenty meters down, turn to one-to-zero, maintain speed."

"Captain..."

"What are you here for?" The middle-aged man nodded to Jiang Xinwei, then turned his gaze to Mu Haoyang, "Do you know, you almost killed us."

"this……"

"My name is Wang Yuhan, the captain of the 'Sea Snake'." The middle-aged man waved to Mu Haoyang, as a salute.

Generally speaking, the captain of a conventional submarine is a naval captain, while Mu Haoyang is a major in the Marine Corps, so the captain saluted him.

Mu Haoyang was very polite and quickly returned the favor, and his movements were very standard.

"You are going to Korea?" Wang Yuhan walked to the chart table, "The order mentioned that two fighter pilots were falling in South Korea. Do you go and save them?"

Mu Haoyang nodded and said, "Time is very tight, so..."

“Not now.”

"Why?"

"Before receiving the order, we were playing hide-and-seek with a Korean submarine. When we picked you up, we lost the Korean submarine and maybe even revealed our whereabouts."

"this……"

"If that Korean submarine is behind our butt, and when we enter South Korea's territorial waters, several torpedoes will catch up from behind our butts." Wang Yuhan smiled and shook his head, saying, "The 'Sea Snake' is not a nuclear submarine, and the Yellow Sea is not an Indian Ocean. If it is attacked by torpedoes, it will definitely be alive."

Mu Haoyang's brows jumped a few times, feeling that Wang Yuhan had something to say.

"Old Zhou is my classmate, with a relationship between top and bottom. He has good grades and went to the nuclear submarine force. I have average grades and can only serve on conventional submarines."

"He's back?"

"So, it's you."

Mu Haoyang was stunned and realized that he had let go.

Wang Yuhan smiled and said, "I came back a few days ago. Before going to sea, he went to Huludao to do business and had a meal with him. He heard that last time a group of guys from the amphibious special forces almost buried him in the sea. Unexpectedly, I was so lucky that I actually met you."

Mu Haoyang also laughed and said, "I still owe Lao Zhou a meal."

At this time, Jiang Xinwei turned around and said, "Old Wang, it's time."

Wang Yuhan nodded to the navigator and said to Mu Haoyang: "I will send you to South Korea, but I have to get rid of that Korean submarine first."

"It's better to hurry up. The Korean army has discovered the parachuting pilots, and they can't hold on for long."

Mu Haoyang felt that the submarine was a little tilted, but it was not too serious, indicating that the submarine's steering angle was not large.

"Arrang your people first and wait." Wang Yuhan waved to the sailors beside the back door and said, "Take Major Mu and the others to the cabin and ask the kitchen to prepare more food."

The Type 041 conventional submarine is much smaller than the 095-class attack nuclear submarine, but it is much less crewed, and it is not too crowded.

After settling Pang Yuelong and others, Mu Haoyang returned to the command cabin.

Wang Yuhan was still at the chart table, whispering to Jiang Xinwei, and pointed at the chart from time to time.

"Old Wang."

Looking back at Mu Haoyang, Wang Yuhan said to Jiang Xinwei: "Just use this method to try to throw the stick and submarine off. After breakfast, let everyone return to their posts."

"Is there any trouble?" Mu Haoyang walked over.

Wang Yuhan nodded and said, "The baton submarine is nearby and has had several contacts, but the sea conditions are too complicated to determine the exact location."

"How long will it take to get rid of the Korean submarine?"

"I can't say it's certain, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days."

Mu Haoyang was stunned for a moment and said, "Is that a conventional submarine?"

"Of course, South Korea only has conventional submarines."

"Since that's the case, the Korean submarines will definitely not stay underwater for long, we..."

"We are also conventional submarines." Wang Yuhan smiled and said, "We have been entangled with the stick submarine for three days and three nights, but we have not been charged."

"you mean……"

"That is, it is a conventional AIP submarine built with technology introduced from Germany."

"Better than us?"

"It's not considered, but it's very difficult. As it is now, it's normal to be entangled for a few more days."

"Is there a way to force it away?"

"How do you force me?"

"this……"
To be continued...