On the other side, Kiel and Curacao were still tracking Bourbon in the dark passage.
Although both of them know each other's undercover identities, they are still on the submarine and must always beware of the ubiquitous Gin.
Just relying on the tacit understanding between their eyes, the two sides understood that if Bourbon was found on their side later, they would let him leave the submarine through the torpedo launch tube.
If bourbon is on the side of gin, vodka and Belmode, then he has only himself to blame for his bad luck...
Suddenly, Keir's cell phone, which was hidden inside his leather jacket, vibrated.
Keir frowned slightly, wondering who could send him a message at this time.
She glanced at Curacao, then took out her cell phone.
I saw a text message sent on my mobile phone, and the sender was Bo Ben.
The content of the text message made Kilden look surprised.
"Kiel, what's wrong?" Curacao asked next to him.
Gere put the phone back and said: "Bourbon said the submariner in the control room was killed and the submarine was set to navigation mode."
"If the two of us are assigned together, it means that Gin and the others have already left the submarine..."
Kil's expression was startled for a moment, and he understood what Curacao meant.
The two of them immediately turned back through the passage they came from, and then turned to another branching passage.
When they came to the entrance of the cabin where the rescue cabin was located, they saw a woman with blond hair bending down to get into the hatch.
Without saying a word, Keir raised his gun and shot.
Pia!Pia!
Two bullets hit Belmode in the back, and blood spattered from the leather jacket on the shoulder and right side of the thigh.
"ah--!"
Belmod screamed in pain and lay down one meter away from the entrance to the rescue cabin.
In the rescue cabin, Gin heard the gunshots outside and immediately realized what happened.
His cold eyes only hesitated for a second before he immediately turned to look at the submarine soldier operating the rescue capsule next to him.
"withdraw!"
Hearing that Gin was about to leave directly, Vodka was startled and reminded: "Brother, there is also Belmode..."
"She's gone. Close the hatch, vodka!"
Gin ordered resolutely, a hint of cold sternness flashed in his dark green pupils.
Seeing this, Vodka, who was already sweating, could only turn his head and close the hatch.
Outside the rescue cabin, Belmode, who had been shot in the shoulder, was lying on the ground, watching helplessly as the rescue hatch door in front of him closed.
A trace of despair flashed across her beautiful face in shock.
The cabin door where the escape cabin was located slowly opened, and seawater poured in crazily along the gradually expanding gap.
Curacao immediately stepped forward, passed by Belmode, closed the inner hatch, and twisted the valve to prevent seawater from pouring into the submarine.
However, despite this, as the rescue capsule was detached, a harsh alarm sounded in the submarine.
The red indicator light flashed on the passage.
Belmode struggled to turn around from the ground, covering the wound on the outside of his thigh with one hand, gritted his teeth, and asked the two people beside him.
"It seems that I will die with you..."
There was a slight smile on the corner of Belmod's mouth, with a hint of ridicule in it.
Kil and Curacao looked at Belmod condescendingly, and neither of them responded to her.
However, the next second, the submarine's alarm suddenly stopped.
This made Belmod's face tremble, showing an expression of disbelief.
Kiel and Curacao are both here, and Bob should still be hiding on the submarine. It is impossible for anyone to enter the control room and turn off the alarm...
Who is it?
…
In the submarine control room, Qin Zhibo was sitting in front of the control console. When he saw the escape hatch light on, he knew that things were exactly as he expected.
Gin's real purpose was to have the submarine carrying the undercover agent ram and sink a Pacific buoy.
However, Qin Zhibo has no time to take care of this now, and his immediate priority is to prevent this from happening.
Under his operation, the automatic navigation mode was quickly released.
But at this time, the submarine is already very close to the Pacific buoy, and under the action of inertia, the submarine still has to sail forward for some distance.
Moreover, it is much more difficult for a submarine to turn when it is completely submerged in the water than it is on the surface of the water.
Qin Zhibo reversed the direction of rotation of the propeller and at the same time controlled the steering wheel to rotate in the direction of the Kuroshio.
There is a strong black tide below the base of the Pacific Buoy, which can provide continuous power for the power generation ring of the Pacific Buoy.
Qin Zhibo planned to use the power of the black tide and the submarine's course to pull back the submarine that was about to hit the Pacific buoy.
At the same time, inside the Pacific Buoy, a large number of base staff gathered in front of the tempered glass, looking at the black iron-colored behemoth swimming in the deep sea.
The expressions on their faces were either shocked, nervous, or frightened, but few of them turned around and ran away.
Because there is absolutely no escape from this distance.
Once the reinforced glass on the outer layer of the Pacific Buoy Base is shattered, seawater will rush into the base.
Even if there were waterproof hatches to separate different areas, they would not be able to withstand such huge pressure.
But as the submarine outside the glass got closer and closer, the head of the domed sphere seemed to get bigger and bigger. Reason finally defeated the survival instinct.
"Oh, my God..."
The blond staff members ran away frantically to the rear, and the crowd that had been crowded in front of the glass a few seconds ago suddenly dispersed.
In the main control room, everyone was watching the big screen in the center with great nervousness.
The red dot representing the submarine is getting closer and closer to the green dot representing the Pacific buoy.
At the same time, Hiroki Sawada was still broadcasting the distance of the submarine.
"100 meters away..."
"70 meters away..."
"40 meters..."
"30 meters..."
"20 meters..."
Under the multiple effects of propeller reversal, black tide, and steering wheel, the submarine's hull moved sideways at an angle of 45°, like a pitch-black whale body practicing tail flicking on a Pacific buoy.
"10..."
"9,8,7..."
"...1,0!"
When the submarine's head completely pressed against the reinforced glass outside the base, the entire ship finally reached a relatively stationary state in an instant.
Under the huge pressure of the submarine, the tempered glass made a strange "clicking" sound, which sounded very scary.
Tiny cracks are like spider webs crawling on the outer tempered glass.
The next second, the submarine slowly moved away from the strengthened glass, and the cracks in the glass did not continue to expand.
In the atmosphere of deathly silence, everyone's eyes widened and they all held their breath to the extreme.
Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Thanks to Can Xue Qianwu, Sijio Gold Swallowing Beast, and Ling Ping for the rewards!