Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

When the enemy launched their fourth attack, a faint rumbling sound came from above, which was stronger and more impactful than the previous attacks!

The small submarine was hit by several torpedoes and instantly blasted into pieces. The huge shockwave churned up the surrounding seawater.

Mu Mu instinctively gripped the handrail tightly: "That was incredibly powerful! They must think we were blown to pieces, right?"

Zhou Shuwan slowly opened her eyes, a trace of fatigue still lingering in them. The remote control of the space to receive three waves of attacks had already exhausted her energy: "We can fool them for now, but they won't give up so easily. We must leave as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Mingyu pressed the start button, and the main engine roared to life. The submarine shot off like an arrow, leaving the rocky depression and speeding towards the depths of the fault zone.

Meanwhile, the two US submarines pursuing the decoy submarine were hovering over the area of ​​the explosion debris.

Inside the submarine, Commander Raymond stared intently at the debris floating outside the porthole, his face so grim it seemed to drip water.

He had personally ordered the launch of those four torpedoes, thinking he could completely destroy the target, but looking at the scattered wreckage, a strange unease rose in his heart.

"Send men out to investigate!" Raymond ordered through gritted teeth.

Two soldiers in heavy diving suits immediately entered the external passageway, and with a hissing sound of depressurization, the passageway door slowly opened.

The two of them dived into the sea like clumsy penguins and swam toward the wreckage.

In the darkness of the deep sea, the beams of searchlights swayed back and forth, illuminating the floating metal fragments and the murky water.

The soldiers carefully collected samples from the wreckage, using special tools to pry open a large section of the submarine's hull. The inside was empty; there wasn't a body, not even a trace of blood.

"Commander, there's no one inside!"

Raymond suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the control panel, knocking over the coffee cup on the table and spilling brown liquid onto the screen, leaving streaks.

"Damn it! We've been tricked!" he roared, veins throbbing on his forehead, his eyes blazing with furious rage. "That was an unmanned submarine! These Eastern bastards dared to play me for fools!"

The adjutant beside him was so frightened that he dared not breathe, and kept his head down, avoiding Raymond's eyes.

They chased for so long and used up a lot of ammunition, only to end up bombing an empty ship. Anyone would be furious.

"Immediately take stock of the number of submarines missing from the base!" Raymond ordered, panting heavily and barely suppressing his anger. "Contact the base immediately and have them find out exactly how many submarines went missing last night!"

Their communication equipment has completely malfunctioned since the apocalypse.

The adjutant hurriedly dispatched a submarine to turn back to base.

Raymond then ordered, "Furthermore, have them send reinforcements immediately, the more the better! Tell the Commander-in-Chief that the target has hijacked our submarine, and that they must be brought back at all costs!"

"Yes!" the adjutant replied quickly.

The submarine quickly changed course and sped towards the US base, its engine noise fading into the distance in the deep sea.

Raymond looked at his adjutant and said, "Pass the word down: divide the remaining submarines into seven groups of two and conduct a thorough search of the surrounding area!"

"The target is definitely still in this area. They are piloting our submarine, and their sonar signature matches ours. We must carefully identify them! Once the target is spotted, open fire immediately without asking for permission, and kill them on the spot!"

"Understood!" the adjutant replied immediately, quickly relaying the commander's orders.

The seven groups of submarines, like casting a net, headed off in different directions.

Meanwhile, Zhou Shuwan and her two companions' submarine had already sailed out of the trench fault zone and entered a vast deep-sea plain.

"They've started to split up. Two submarines are chasing us in this direction, about eight kilometers away."

Zhou Shuwan clearly conveyed the pursuers' movements to the two of them: "Their search area is very wide, and their sonar scans are very dense."

Qi Mingyu's eyes were calm as he skillfully operated the control panel: "The US submarine's sonar system is very advanced. We can't fight them head-on; we can only outsmart them."

A decisive glint flashed in Zhou Shuwan's eyes: "The edge of the boiling water zone is just five kilometers ahead. We can take this opportunity to test the submarine's performance and shake them off."

Qi Mingyu and Mu Mu both agreed.

They can't stay hidden in the area of ​​the giant sea cliff forever.

What must be faced eventually must be faced!

The submarine's engines roared low, and its speed increased again, drawing a smooth trail across the deep-sea plain.

The deflectors on both sides of the ship automatically adjust their angle to reduce seawater resistance.

The speedometer needle on the dashboard steadily climbed, quickly breaking through 80 kilometers per hour from 60 kilometers per hour.

The cabin was almost completely undisturbed, demonstrating the stability of this American submarine.

Mu Mu couldn't help but exclaim, "This must be a submarine they prepared before the apocalypse!"

After the apocalypse, all of humanity fled in haste.

Later, a massive earthquake and volcanic eruption completely swallowed up the land, and the Nanyang warship and the Kunlun submarine were saved with great effort.

The other submarines had long since been submerged on the seabed and their whereabouts were unknown.

However, the United States has a large number of submarines due to the semi-submersible bases it has quietly set up long ago.

In today's all-ocean environment, it has a significant advantage.

"The boiling water temperature exceeds 100°C, and the dense, swirling steam can effectively obscure vision. Moreover, after traveling another 20 to 30 kilometers, you will encounter turbulent currents with flow rates reaching up to three meters per second, which are ideal for concealment."

"Alright, let's go there and use the turbulence to avoid their attacks!"

Qi Mingyu and Mu Mu set up a new flight path.

Soon, the temperature outside the cabin began to rise slowly, and the water temperature pointer on the instrument panel gradually climbed from 35°C to 45°C.

However, the submarine's heat insulation system was functioning normally, and the temperature of the bulkhead remained at around 28°C without any abnormal alarms.

"The heat insulation effect of this metal is truly amazing, far superior to our high-temperature coating material," Zhou Shuwan couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sis, how are the pursuers doing?" Mu Mu asked.

Zhou Shuwan nodded: "They're chasing us very closely, as if they've realized we're about to enter the boiling water zone!"

In Zhou Shuwan's perception, the pursuers were adjusting their course, attempting to intercept them before they entered the boiling water zone.

“But it’s too late…” Mu Mu smiled.

Qi Mingyu smiled and raised his voice: "Hold on tight!"

He turned the control lever with his wrist, and the submarine abruptly changed course, heading towards the boiling water zone.

As we got closer, the seawater outside the window began to bubble. Tiny bubbles rose from the seabed and gradually gathered into large patches of white foam. The white steam rolled like clouds and mist, and visibility rapidly decreased, making the originally clear seabed scenery blurry.