Chapter 298 Attacked

Seeing the sonar screen returning to calm, everyone in the cockpit was greatly relieved. No matter what it was just now, it finally disappeared.

No matter what it is in the sea, they don't want to encounter it, especially in such a weird place.

"Turn on all the lights and move on." The Narwhal's propeller started spinning again.

This time there was nothing else disturbing, and Charles was back directly above the dark hole,

In fact, this black hole is behind the stairs that Charles explored before, and you can see it after turning a corner, but they didn't notice it at all before.

As the seawater filled the remaining space of the water tank, the submarine slowly sank toward the big pit.

Soon, the Narwhal came to the location where Charles's clothes were torn, and Charles could even see Room 15, which was filled with sea water, and some scattered things slowly floated out of it.

The submarine passed the 15 gates and continued to dive, and officially entered the black hole below that from now on.

"Captain, this hole seems to be dug out by something." Feuerbach on the side reminded.

Through the glass, Charles also saw huge claw marks on the surrounding cave walls, which he hadn't noticed before.

"Stay away from your sharks and use them as sentinels, just in case."

Feuerbach nodded, turned around and ran towards the decompression chamber.

Soon, the red sharks wandering around the submarine quickly dispersed, forming a loose encirclement.

The sailors also had their periscopes in place at this time, and with a trace of fear and curiosity, they looked nervously at the scenery inside the lens, and were wary of things that the sonar could not detect.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the submarine continued to dive in an orderly manner.

Taking advantage of the time to change his eyes, West looked at the second-hand pocket watch he bought, only to find that only a few minutes had passed.

"Has it really only been so long? Why does it feel like half an hour has passed?"

Suddenly he saw the first officer next to him turn around, staring at him from under the bandage, West hurriedly brought his eyes to the periscope and concentrated on observing.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the submarine descended to the bottom of the black hole,

The water quality below looks very bad, even under bright searchlights, it looks abnormally turbid, and the deepest seabed is not as barren as Charles imagined.

The bottom of the black hole is covered with a layer of purple mycelium, they are like a carpet stretching forward, no one knows how far in the darkness.

"If those relics fall down the wall, 319, which looks like an ordinary printer, should be nearby."

After thinking quickly, Charles turned his head and shouted to the sailors behind him: "All sailors go out of the cabin to find the target, a special metal box of 30 to 40 centimeters."

"Yes! Captain!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Charles pulled Lily out of his clothes and threw it into a nearby comms pipe, into which he yelled, "Let your rats get their weapons ready! Just in case!"

The Narwhal started the mission to find 319, and all five sailors put on heavy diving suits and began to search in the purple mycelium.

The buoyancy of the water keeps them from being immobilized, but every step they move must use all their strength.

In most cases, they were dragged away by the Narwhal with oxygen tubes. Fortunately, the oxygen tubes took this into consideration and were specially reinforced.

The sailors are like plows for plowing the fields, looking quickly between the fields.

While Charles was staring nervously through the periscope, someone tapped his shoulder. It was a bandage, and he pointed his finger at the sonar screen.

Charles' pupils shrank slightly, and a big dot was rapidly approaching here. "Pull the oxygen tube!! Hurry up!! Get them up!"

Just as Charles said this, the bright spot on the sonar suddenly disappeared again. Confused, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the sonar and found that it had indeed disappeared.

He didn't wait for him to ask a question, but the next second, the whole ship shook violently, and the bright spot on the sonar was already tightly close to the Narwhal!

Through the glass in front of him, Charles saw the hideous mouth full of sharp teeth, which was bigger than the bow of the Narwhal. It already packs the whole boat into a third!

Almost without thinking, Charles shouted into the communication pipe: "Launch a torpedo!!"

The torpedo tube of the Narwhal happened to be surrounded by this big mouth, and the two torpedoes went straight to the depths of the mouth.

"Bump~" The hazy explosion sound from the sea shocked all the crew members.

When he looked at the glass window ahead again, he found that the big ferocious mouth just now had disappeared, as if everything before was just a dream.

"Dream? It wasn't necessarily a dream just now!" Charles frowned and moved the searchlight quickly. When he saw a cloud of red blood mist in the distance, a sneer appeared on his face.

It wasn't a dream just now, it's just that the unknown thing has the ability to move instantly.

This attack frightened everyone, everyone gasped for breath, and the sailors in the water rushed towards the gate desperately, as if they would be dragged away by monsters if they were slower.

"What are you panicking about? That thing is hurt. It probably won't come again. Go on, I'll go out with you this time! My life is worth more or yours? I'm not afraid of you. What are you afraid of??"

Charles, wearing a heavy diving suit, jumped into the sea with Feuerbach from the lock, and pushed back the sailors who rushed in.

Charles knew that if he didn't suppress the extreme panic of the sailors by setting an example at this time, these people would definitely not go to sea if they were killed.

Seeing the captain beside them, the hearts of the sailors calmed down a little.

Seven boat crews led a school of sharks in search of mycelium.

Perhaps the previous thing was really damaged by the torpedo, and there was no abnormality for a long time after that.

On the way back to the ship to replenish their strength and have lunch, the seven of them went to sea again.

The exploration in the afternoon was lucky, and soon they made new discoveries. Charles kicked his feet on the mycelium, and rushed towards the sailors who kept waving.

He opened the mycelium with his hands. Although the inside was dilapidated, Charles could tell at a glance that the thing in front of him was a refrigerator-sized safe covered with rust.

Making a push-back semaphore with his hand, Charles pulled out the black blade from his leg and cut directly.

Even the sea water couldn't stop the screeching sound of metal rubbing against metal, and the sailors ran farther.

Just as Charles was cutting carefully, a hand dropped from the sky and patted directly on top of his head.

Almost subconsciously, Charles raised the black blade and was about to stab that hand.