Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

"Later, we put up a sign outside saying that the submarine's nuclear reactor was malfunctioning and that radiation levels were too high, and that's why no one dared to come in."

Belikov said, "The key classified components have been mostly dismantled, so it's fine for you to drive them away."

"Can we still dive down?"

Qin Chuan was worried about this: whether or not the submarine could submerge was crucial to how it would be transported back.

"The diving devices are all mechanical, so of course they can dive, but only professionals can operate them."

"Can you find me some submariners?" Qin Chuan said. "I will pay them a high enough reward to help me sail the submarine back."

“Of course, no problem,” Belikov said. “I’ll go find it now, and we can leave in two hours.”

Submarine deployment involves a complex process, requiring the preparation of various supplies, tasks, and contingency plans. After the nuclear reactor is started, the boilers need to be heated slowly. Only when everything is ready can the submarine set sail. The standard procedure takes at least three days.

But that's just the standard situation.

Now it's just selling scrap metal. There's no need for complicated processes. The nuclear reactor is started up and preheated for two hours. Once there's steam, it can be driven away. As for daily necessities, just pack a few large boxes of bread, ham, mineral water, and the like. Of course, vodka is a must.

Two hours is enough time to do a lot of things.

With everything arranged, Dmitriev's lecherous eyes turned to Antonina again.

"Tanya, you gave me a really nice massage on the plane. Could you come to my office and give me a few more massages?"

Antonina looked at Qin Chuan.

“Of course, no problem, Tania. Give Uncle Dmitriev a good massage and come back in two hours.”

"Yes."

Tanya wiggled her hips and followed Dmitriev, making Belikov drool.

The Kamchatka Peninsula is almost entirely populated by men, with very few women, and most of them are elderly women who are overweight. Young and beautiful women like this are extremely rare.

With a swish, Qin Chuan pulled out a small notebook, wrote something down, and then handed it to Belikov.

“Mr. Belikov, this is just a small token of my appreciation.”

Belikov took the check for ten thousand dollars! His heart immediately began to pound violently.

"How could I possibly accept this? The commander is still your uncle."

"This is what you should take; you must be exhausted after a long night."

"Thank you very much then." Belikov put the $10,000 check into his pocket, his smile widening even more. "If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know!"

"No."

In the office, Dmitriev was enjoying a massage from a beautiful woman, his eyes comfortably closed, his hands casually stroking around a few times.

"Tanya, your hands are so comfortable. You serve me now, and next, I will serve you and make you feel so comfortable that you'll be in heaven."

“Uncle Dmitriev, I’m Mr. Qin’s secretary, not the kind of person you’re thinking of.” Antonina brushed Dmitriev’s hand away and said seriously, “Please have some self-respect.”

"If you don't agree, I'll kill all three of you and throw you into the volcano so you'll disappear without a trace."

Antonina's hand trembled slightly: "Uncle Dmitriev, please don't joke around."

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious. Aren't you going to take the initiative?"

Antonina's body began to tremble, and her hands started to fumble as she unbuttoned her clothes.

Seeing her actions, Dmitriev suddenly laughed: "Haha, Tania, I was just joking with you. Come on, continue the massage."

……

Two hours later, at the dock.

Dmitriev stood on the dock, watching the great black shark slowly leave the harbor, waving goodbye to Qin Chuan, who stood on the control tower with half his body exposed. Only after the submarine had completely disappeared into the dark night did he return to his office and pick up the phone.

"Commander, I've tested them. They really only want to buy it to use as a power plant. They're not interested in our advanced nuclear submarines; they only want the one with the most nuclear fuel, and they even requested that the weapons be removed from it. By the way, they didn't try anything with me. That woman was indeed very beautiful, and I almost considered making it real..."

"Do we need to sink them?"

After a moment of contemplation, the person opposite said, "You idiot! Don't you know which is more important, a full meal or a full stomach?"

This trip was somewhat reckless, after all, the Russians are not known for their principles. They might take the money and then not do anything, or even kill Qin Chuan and his group.

However, Qin Chuan was confident.

Because he knew about the Russians' greed, he said that he had bought things from the Russians before, and this time he brought the Russians a million dollars in cash. What about the future?

We'll continue doing business in the future. If we need generators, we'll move nuclear submarines; if we need scrap metal, we'll move warships; if we need heating materials, we'll move airplanes...

Is one million dollars a lot? Qin Chuan can bring him countless millions of dollars in profit in the future!

This is just the beginning.

The 671 submarine has a capacity of over ninety people, but these people are responsible for various different systems, including steering, engine room, torpedo operation, and sonar operation, and they have to work in three shifts!

Now, only twelve people have come aboard the submarine, which is enough to meet the basic operational requirements. Don't think about anything else; you don't need to do anything except get the submarine back safely!

The person in charge of the command was named Remis, who had previously served as the deputy captain on the 671 submarine. After the submarine stopped going to sea, he went ashore and had nothing to do. Now that he was back on the submarine, he was very excited.

"Note that we are heading southwest, following route number 87!" With that, Remis raised his head, tilted his head back, and took a swig of vodka.

"Maintain a silent speed of ten knots!" After saying that, he took another sip of wine and then looked through the periscope.

"Everything is normal at sea. Nobody will come to this godforsaken place."

"Brother Remis, you go ahead with your work. I'll leave the captain's cabin to you. I'm going to sleep in the torpedo room at the front."

"Boss, aren't you afraid...?"

"What are you afraid of? I trust you completely with the submarine."

Submarine spaces are cramped; the largest, the captain's cabin, is only three or four square meters. After all, every inch of space is precious. The only spacious place inside is the torpedo room.

There are no torpedoes inside anyway, so you could practically do square dancing there, and it's far from the engine room.

Li Jianshe and Antonina walked forward with Qin Chuan, and only spoke quietly when they were alone.

"Qin, that Dmitriev wanted to sleep with me, but I refused. In the end, he didn't force me and even laughed it off, saying it was a misunderstanding. There's more to it than that..."

"Well, that's right."

Qin Chuan said, "We can't let him get it so easily; we have to keep him in suspense."

"Brother Chuan, I still can't believe it. We actually managed to buy a submarine."

"It's just scrap metal," Qin Chuan said. "When we get back, we'll go straight to the beach, cut off the front part, dismantle it into several pieces, and only leave the back part for modification."

"What a waste! If it were given to the navy..."

"Then we can forget about ever showing our faces in public again. Watch out for bottles, go around them, and push them aside to take a look."

As Qin Chuan spoke, he pushed open the hatch in front of him, and then his eyes lit up.

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