Lao Maozi is quite interesting. Although he sells scrap metal, he also provides door-to-door delivery. Enough diesel is added to the submarine B-474, and there are several sailors to help operate the submarine. That's it, all the way.
Coming to the southwest.
On the command tower, the flag of the Red Navy was flying fiercely.
The main body of the military flag has a white background, with only the blue border below, a red five-star on the left, and the sickle and hammer on the right. (Thanks to the comments of several book friends, it was originally written as the Union Jack, and later it was
I finally discovered that the St. Andre flag is the naval flag after the disintegration. In the Soviet era, it should have been like this.)
If this submarine dives underwater, it may cause some tension among the U.S. Navy stationed in the island country. But now, this submarine is sailing on the surface. If the U.S. Navy wants to come and cause trouble, it will definitely
triggering a serious military confrontation.
After dawn, a helicopter flew overhead, but the other party only followed and took some photos.
Qin Tao stood on the top of the command tower, breathing the humid air of the sea with Nie Shiyu. Facing the sea breeze, Qin Tao felt a little agitated.
"Brother, are there any problems with those planes flying around above our heads?" Nie Shiyu asked worriedly.
Qin Tao glanced at it: "They are just curious about our old submarine. When their interest is gone, they will naturally leave."
Sure enough, not long after Qin Tao finished speaking, the helicopter above his head left.
Day and night alternated, and after sailing for several days, we finally sailed into the territorial waters of the motherland. At this time, the command tower had been replaced by a bright national flag. Qin Tao looked at the outline of the approaching continent and felt very excited.
"Brother, I really don't want to let time pass. After I go back, I should go to school." Nie Shiyu's tone was full of reluctance.
"Shiyu, for you, going to school is the most important thing. By the way, do you have any ideas in the future?" Qin Tao asked.
"Of course I...of course want to go to college like you, and I also want to learn shipbuilding!" Nie Shiyu said.
"Then you will definitely be very popular when you get to university."
"Why?"
"When I was in college, there were more than 60 people in our class, more than 300 people in the department, and there were only three girls."
"Hmph, I won't fall in love with them, I..." Before Nie Shiyu finished her sentence, she pointed her hand into the distance: "Brother, look, what is that?"
In the distant sky, puffs of black smoke emerged, and the black smoke was gradually approaching them.
Qin Tao picked up the high-power naval telescope left on the submarine, adjusted it slightly, and saw the outline of the ship clearly.
The ship's side is floating outwards, the bow is high, and two naval guns can be seen in front of it. There is a radar like an orange peel above the bridge. As long as you see this, you can recognize it.
This is the Navy's earliest frigate.
In the 1950s, the 53rd Central Design Bureau of the Soviet Union designed the Type 50 frigate, a frigate with a displacement of 1,200 tons. Seventy-five ships were built successively, with the NATO code name "Stoat" class or "Riga".
During that special period, the motherland also introduced the construction technology of this frigate, called the Type 6601 frigate, referred to as the Type 01 frigate. The West referred to it as the "Chengdu" class.
At the beginning, this kind of frigate may have been advanced, but after more than thirty years, this kind of frigate has become obsolete. Some of them have been equipped with anti-ship missiles and have become guided missile frigates, but they still cannot stop it.
Aged.
Qin Tao watched this kind of frigate approaching gradually. It was obviously coming towards his own side. He couldn't help but touch his nose. It seemed that the news had reached the ears of the navy. They were very anxious.
As the frigate gradually approached, Qin Tao could already see the hull number of 508. The frigate made a circle around the submarine, and then the two sides sailed side by side.
A kayak was released from the frigate, and several sailors paddled the small boat and boarded the B-474 submarine.
Qin Tao had also come down from the command tower and stood on the front deck of the submarine, looking at the sailors who had climbed up.
"Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, I am from Mingzhou Shipyard. We bought this scrap ship from abroad and plan to drive it back for scrapping. This is my ID." Qin Tao took out his ID.
Opposite, a major saluted Qin Tao: "I am Pang Jianmin, the political commissar of the frigate Nanchang, and I have been ordered to come for inspection."
Looking at this familiar person, Qin Tao almost called out Lao Pang, but the person opposite didn't recognize him.
Pang Jianmin had a business-like attitude: "Although it is a useless ship, we still have to check to see if there are any prohibited items on the ship."
Qin Tao nodded: "This ship does carry contraband."
"What?" Pang Jianmin was shocked.
"This abandoned ship carries four wake-homing torpedoes from Lao Maozi." Qin Tao said, "I hope you won't make any noise. The one currently driving the ship is Lao Maozi."
Qin Tao spoke very softly. Although the old man on the submarine didn't understand Chinese at all, he wanted to be just in case. If this reached Nicholas's ears, it would be difficult to do business in the future.
Pang Jianmin took a breath of air.
Although he is mainly responsible for ideological work on the warship, since he is a navy, he must also be familiar with naval knowledge. Pang Jianmin certainly knows what a wake-homing torpedo is. At this moment, the expression on his face was extremely serious.
"After our submarine arrives at the shipyard and sends away Lao Maozi's crew, these four torpedoes will be donated to the navy for free." Qin Tao said, "We also hope that the navy can cooperate with us."
"Of course." Pang Jianmin said: "Everyone will go through a simple process, and then our warships will escort you to the shipyard."
"There's no need for this. It's too much work. The navy doesn't have much money. It burns a lot of oil in one trip. Don't spend too much money." Qin Tao was really flattered.
"Of course I have to escort you. These are treasures. We can't have any accidents on the way. If this old submarine sinks... bah bah bah." Pang Jianmin quickly spat out. Such words were so unlucky.
How can I keep my mouth shut?
He vomited a few times and then waved his hand: "Everyone, take a look above. Don't enter the torpedo room. Just walk around casually."
Soon, the inspection was over, and the other sailors went back in kayaks, but Pang Jianmin was still standing on the deck of the submarine.
"Political Commissar Pang, if you do this, won't it mean that there are three hundred taels of silver here? If Lao Maozi's sailors find out, how can you ask me to do business in the future?" Qin Tao couldn't help but complain.
"In the future? And in the future?"
"Of course, I only got back one submarine. There are still many broken submarines in Lao Maozi's submarine base. Later, when I get to know Lao Maozi well, not to mention this kind of conventional submarines, I guess I can give them nuclear submarines.
Drive back." Qin Tao said: "So, don't hold me back."
"Okay, then I'll go back and we'll talk again when we get ashore." Pang Jianmin finally stopped being a scumbag and obediently returned to the kayak and returned to the frigate.
As for the frigates following along, it won't arouse much suspicion, because it's also the same route for them to return.