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However, the Bush administration has become immune to the cynicism of the Soviet Union, after all, Uncle Sam has been shameless for so many years, and his calloused skin has been honed. On the contrary, a group of intellectuals in the United States who were dissatisfied with the government loudly applauded the Soviet article, accusing the US Government of ignoring the people's living standards and the economic recession and sluggishness, and bent on its evil dream of world domination.

The submarine commander Marcos Remus, captain of the Northern Fleet's Serra-class K-276 nuclear submarine, was reading with relish in the Moscow newspaper about the victory in Chechnya. Now his nuclear submarine has just left the port of Murmansk and is ready to carry out daily patrol missions in the waters of the Arctic Ocean.

The patrol mission is long and boring, and the only thing the sailors on the ship hope for is to meet the tracking American submarine to stimulate their nerves, especially with the crazy Ivan to scare the other party into a cold sweat.

In order to detect whether they have been tracked and watched by other submarines, the Soviet submarines in the submarine will suddenly and violently change course. The Soviets, who used a towed array sonar, were called crazy Ivan by the Americans; Madness refers to a sudden turn of action, and Ivan is a generic nickname for Russians.

"Captain, our sonar seems to detect something following us." Vice Captain Vance reported the news to Marcos Remus.

Captain Remuse put down the newspaper, looked up and asked, "Can you prepare to detect a submarine that is an American?" ”

The vice captain shook his head, "We only vaguely detected something following us, but based on past experience, the Americans do like to monitor the movement of submarines in our Arctic waters." ”

"Immediately turn left and turn onto channel 250 to detect if it is an American ship." Remuse stood up and watched every move on the screen from the podium, silent. If an American submarine did follow them, a frantic Ivan tactical move would have exposed the opponent's position.

"Vance, I have an ominous premonition that we are followed by a ghost of the Arctic Ocean." Captain Remus said slowly.

But it really made Remus guess, and they were indeed followed by an American submarine, the Los Angeles-class Baton Rouge submarine. They came to collect the "soundprints" of the Serra-class nuclear submarines. Each type of submarine has a specific acoustic signature, which is also called "soundprint", and the collection of "soundprint" needs to be tracked and collected in close proximity, and then a database of sound samples is established accordingly.

Such databases are valuable information in both peacetime and wartime. This kind of intelligence gathering work is very risky, especially if it goes to other people's territorial waters, and once it is discovered by the other side, there is a great risk of being attacked. U.S. submarines often went to the vicinity of Soviet naval bases to conduct intelligence gathering work in order to obtain the "voiceprints" of the other side, understand the anti-submarine detection system and anti-submarine tactics of the other side.

When the K-276 had just sailed out of port, the Barton Rouge followed the K-276 as it had just left the port, maintaining the same speed as the person being tracked.

"Captain Jones, the submarines of the Soviets made the crazy Ivan." The co-captain, who had observed the preparation for a sharp turn, reported the news to him urgently.

Hearing the report of the deputy captain, Captain Jones of the Barton Rouge, who had been dealing with Soviet ships for several years, hurriedly said, "Quick, stop the engine and the propeller blades from rotating immediately, control and prevent any possible sound from coming out, we want to make them think that there is nothing behind them." ”

The huge submarine suddenly fell silent, like a log silently floating in the sea, without the slightest sound, and the huge inertia led the submarine to move forward.

The pin drop was heard quietly from the command platform, and everyone waited silently, not knowing what the Soviet ships would do.

However, the emergency stop of the Barton Rouge was still a little hesitant, the Serra class is the third generation of the Soviet SSN nuclear-powered submarine, the sonar detection system is relatively advanced, and its navigation noise is low, so the American nuclear submarine was discovered by the K-276 before the emergency stop. And the captain of the Soviet submarine, Remus, watched every move of the American Baton Rouge as if watching a child play hide and seek.

"Captain, it's indeed an American Los Angeles-class submarine, what should we do? Dump them? The deputy captain asked.

"Wait, Comrade Vance." Remus made a gesture to interrupt the vice-captain's speech, "Do you know about the recent rivalries and contests between the Kremlin and the Americans? The new leaders urgently need to reverse their disadvantages. This can be seen from the gradual increase in the propaganda of the general secretary's image in the newspapers, as well as the public opinion offensive against the West. ”

"Captain, what do you mean?" Vance asked, a little puzzled.

With his hands behind his back, Remius said with a smile, "I said, since the Kremlin's top brass has been looking for an opportunity to humiliate the United States, then let's give them this opportunity." Listen to my command, change course 310, and ram the American submarine with all your might. ”

"Are you crazy? Captain. Vance's face turned pale when he heard this, ramming an American submarine, oh my God, only a crazy commander like Remuse could do such a crazy thing.

"Don't worry, Comrade Lenin said that death does not belong to the working class, Comrade Vance." Remuse said calmly. He knew very well that the Soviet nuclear submarine was a double-hull small compartment structure, with high buoyancy and good sinking resistance. Coupled with the large size, the opponent may be destroyed in the event of an underwater collision. In fact, Remus's considerations before launching the collision were still coarse and detailed, he had never thought of using a conventional boat with a small displacement and a thin structure to collide underwater, and only the Sierra class nuclear submarine could do this.

The K-276 made another crazy Ivan move, and after locking the position of the American submarine, the K-276 rushed towards the American Barton Rouge at full power. This frantic maneuver caused a wave of panic in the command room of the American submarine.

"Oh my God, the Americans are coming at me." The vice-captain exclaimed, and he turned to ask the grim-faced Captain Jones behind him, "What should we do?" It's too close to dodge. ”

Captain Jones tightened his grip on the railing, and he gave one last order, "No dodge, prepare for impact!" ”

Watching the Soviet ships get closer and closer in the sonar detection, they can almost feel the behemoth rushing towards them from dozens of meters away. In the countdown of the vice-captain is getting closer.

"Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, ready for impact."

As soon as the words fell, a huge impact almost threw everyone out of their seats, as if the whole ship had hit the ground. Under the frantic ramming action of the K-276, the pressure-resistant hull of the Baton Rouge submarine suffered a heavy impact. The command station enclosure of the submarine is a non-pressurized hull, and it is not fatal to hit this position, but it is very fatal for the pressure-resistant hull to be hit in this way.

The bridge of the K-276 was damaged, but not to the point of serious damage to the hull. But the situation of the Barton Rouge was worse, the power system was out of action and had to surface, and at the same time an order was given to the entire crew to abandon the submarine.

Immediately after the frightening collision, Remus reported the situation to the command of the North Sea Fleet, and asked them to send submarines to the wrecked sea area to round up the American submarine. Because the accident took place in Soviet waters, they had a fair reason to seize the American submarine.

The waters of the Arctic Ocean were unusually cold, and all the American soldiers stayed in the lifeboats shivering, complaining about the extreme climate in Russia, and it was almost half an hour before the K-276 submarine surfaced from the bottom of the sea, ready to rescue these eagle dogs of American imperialism out of humanitarian considerations. The more than half an hour spent, in the words of Remus, was to hope that the icy waters of the Arctic Ocean could teach this group of despicable villains who secretly came to other people's waters to collect intelligence.

Wearing a warm coat, Remus carried a bottle of vodka, whistled at the poor American sailor on the submarine, raised the wine in his hand and said, "Hey, friends from the United States, welcome to the Arctic Ocean, sorry for damaging your submarine, because this is our Russian way of welcoming guests from afar." (To be continued.) )