Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The moment the submarine's high-strength pressure-resistant glass shattered under the immense water pressure, Li Mo'er, with a thought, stored the submarine into her spatial storage.

After storing the submarine in her spatial storage, Li Mo'er was worried about how to explain things to the more than seventy people.

Inside the submarine, the officers and soldiers were filled with despair. At a depth of over 1,400 meters, the submarine would surely be crushed into a pancake by the immense pressure, and none of them could escape the fate of dying here.

Someone asked, "Captain, I feel like I can breathe easily now. Have we surfaced?"

Submarine Captain Li Jun was also completely bewildered. He took a deep breath and confirmed that the breathing difficulties he had experienced earlier were gone.

He stood up and went to the observation window that had burst due to the water pressure, looking out. His pupils contracted, and he muttered, "How could this be? How could this be? Where am I? Am I dreaming? Could there really be gods? Were we saved by gods?"

A soldier next to him also wanted to look at the situation outside, but he was stopped. At this moment, there was only one yellow emergency light in the entire submarine, emitting a dim yellow light, while a bright light shone in from outside through the observation window.

Inside the submarine, Li Mo'er was racking her brains for a solution. She looked at the submarine she was standing on and an idea immediately came to her: transfer the seventy-odd people to this submarine so they could continue training by operating it.

With this thought in mind, Li Mo'er moved the submarine into space and then reappeared a thousand meters away. In a few flashes, she returned to her room on the aircraft carrier.

She left the submarine at sea, and then with a thought, she transferred everyone inside the submarine in the spatial dimension to the submarine that remained at sea.

After doing all this, she opened the door and went out. Zhao Yunting looked at Li Mo'er with concern, pulled her aside, and asked, "How did it go? Did you rescue the person?"

Li Mo'er nodded and said, "Yes, they've been rescued. I've arranged for them to go on the submarine we seized. It's an American submarine; they should know how to operate it, right?"

Zhao Yunting pondered for a moment and said, "I have to go. The US submarines are very different from ours, but I've studied them in your space. I know how to operate them. I'll go and teach them."

Inside the submarine, a group of people were staring blankly at the nuclear submarine, which was much larger and more advanced than the one in China.

Most of the equipment on it is in English, and they don't know what many of the buttons do.

However, they knew how to surface. So they surfaced the submarine, hoping to find the ship experts on the aircraft carrier to replace all the switches with Chinese characters so they could operate it.

At this time, due to the submarine crisis, the entire carrier battle group had stopped and anchored.

Zhao Yunting and Li Mo'er drove a speedboat to the nuclear submarine. Li Mo'er took out an iron rod from her spatial storage and knocked on the submarine's hatch.

However, the soldiers couldn't open the nuclear submarine's hatch for the time being. There were several buttons next to the hatch, and they didn't know which one was which.

With a thought, Li Mo'er enveloped the nuclear submarine, located the button, and used her spatial power to press it.

With a click, the people inside belatedly realized that the hatch had been opened.

Zhao Yunting and Li Mo'er disembarked from the submarine. The captain approached them and said, "Captain, First Mate, do you know what's going on? How did we suddenly end up on this submarine? Where's the warship? Are there really gods here? This is too fantastical!"

Zhao Yunting said, "Where did this deity come from? However, today's matter is a state secret, and none of you are allowed to spread it. Otherwise, you will be court-martialed. Do you all understand?"

"Understood," everyone replied in unison. Zhao Yunting continued, "This submarine doesn't belong to China; it's very different from Soviet submarines. Now I'll tell you the functions of these buttons."

With a thought, a sticky note appeared in Li Mo'er's pocket.

She took out sticky notes and handed them to the two soldiers, instructing them to put one next to each button.