Dream Guide

Ivan opened his eyes wide and looked at the huge inverted pyramids and their reflections in the water. Even though he had been at sea for many years and experienced the most violent winds and rains, he had never seen such a spectacle.

"What the hell is that?"

Boris was also shocked. The cigar in his hand finally fell to the deck, but he could no longer care about the pity.

"Go back to the cabin," Stone said.

Ivan immediately understood that this was not a good thing. As the captain, he loudly ordered: "Go back to the cabin, quickly!"

Although they were reluctant to look away from this shocking sight, the well-trained veterans still obeyed the order and left the deck very quickly and entered the submarine cabin.

Ivan waited for Stone to get off before getting out of the boat and closing the hatch cover.

Boris still couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Stone, what the hell is that thing? Isn't it an alien Star Destroyer coming to attack the earth?"

His question was also the question of the entire crew.

Instead of returning to his lounge, Stone entered the command module with the others. He smiled and said to Boris: "What if you guess it right?"

"Oh, then fuck it! Torpedo it in the ass!"

"I said Boris, how do you know aliens have butts? Have you ever done it!"

Everyone in the cabin laughed.

Boris was also amused and said with a smile: "If they don't have butts, they should do something else. There must be a hole or something in them!"

Stone was very satisfied when he saw them joking. He thought that he was indeed a veteran of maritime affairs, and he could still remain optimistic in such a situation. Of course, the money he just transferred to them using the satellite network at sea also played a key role. Isn't it that these people risk their lives to go to sea just to make some money so that their families can live a good life?

But joking aside, no one is really just having fun there. Everyone is in their respective positions and doing their own work. Some were staring at instruments, some were staring at periscopes, and some were testing the submarine's power, but their faces looked relaxed and they didn't feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Ivan carefully inspected the work of each position and listened to their reports. He is a strict person. Others can joke around casually, but he cannot. These people were all called by him. Although he knew that no one was afraid of death, he had the responsibility to protect everyone and it was best to return alive. This was something he prayed for every time he went on a mission.

Soon, the crew who had been observing the periscope reported: "Ivan, we seem to be surrounded by those ghosts."

Ivan looked at Stone: "Sir..."

Stone waved his hand towards him and said: "The mission is over. The only thing left is how to get back. Now you are the commander, everything is up to you."

Ivan nodded and immediately ordered the other crew members: "Turn on all active sonar and magnetic detection equipment."

"Report, the sonar equipment is normal and cannot detect the presence of those things."

"Report, magnetic detection is in progress and magnetic interference has been found."

"Determine the location and pass through the gap between them."

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"Report, there is magnetic interference everywhere, and magnetic detection cannot accurately locate it."

Ivan went over and pushed away the crewman who was observing the periscope, put his eyes close to the observation port, and then ordered: "Twenty-five left rudder, three forward."

"Yes, twenty-five left, three forward."

The submarine swayed slightly and turned on the sea. Ivan could see from the periscope that the submarine was heading towards the gap between the two inverted pyramids.

However, as the submarine moved, those things that looked like inverted icebergs also began to spin and change mistyly.

Farke! Ivan cursed in his mind.

"Slow down, right rudder five, forward one."

"Yes, slow down, right rudder five, forward one."

…

"Keep course, forward two."

"Yes, keep heading, forward two."

Ivan has been directing the progress of the submarine by naked eye observation. This requires a lot of maritime experience, otherwise it is likely to collide with the thing in front. He didn't know what would happen if he hit it.

Although those things cannot be detected by sonar and only have magnetic interference. In theory, they are not real objects. If they hit them, they may at most cause the submarine's electronic equipment to malfunction. But he didn't want to take risks. If something unpredictable happened, or even if the electronic equipment failed, if it couldn't be repaired, the possibility of the submarine returning in the vast Pacific would be very slim.

However, things didn't go that smoothly. Not only are these inverted pyramids moving, making it difficult to pinpoint them, but more importantly, their number is also difficult to determine. It was far away and Ivan couldn't see it. Now he was a little closer. He found that even if he passed between the two pyramids, there were many shadows behind him, as if there were countless pyramids.

He adjusted the angle of the periscope and looked at the tops of the towers, which were about four hundred to five hundred feet high. Because they were upside down, the flush upper parts looked like they were connected in a line.

"Prepare to dive," he ordered.

"Yes, prepare to dive."

"Six hundred feet deep."

"Yes, diving now."

"One hundred feet."

"Two hundred feet."

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"Six hundred feet."

Ivan left the periscope, and at this depth nothing could be seen in the periscope. Submarines can only rely on electronic equipment underwater.

"How's the sonar and magnetic detection going?"

"Report, sonar is fine."

"Report, the magnetic interference is still there, those things are still there."

"Keep diving."

"Yes, continue diving, six hundred and fifty feet...seven hundred feet..."

"How about it?"

"Report, no change."

"Keep diving."

"Yes, continue diving, seven hundred and fifty feet...eight hundred feet..."

Ivan asked again, and the magnetic detection showed that the things were still around them.

"Keep diving."

"If you dive any further, you will reach the ultimate depth." A veteran warned, "The guy we are riding is as old as my father and may not be able to withstand it."

How could Ivan not know, but he had inspected the submarine and found that it was very well maintained and had no problem withstanding the extreme depth. What he was worried about was that the same result would occur if he dived down. How big is nine hundred feet and eight hundred feet? the difference? He even suspected that even if they could dive to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, those things would still be there.

He was cruel and ordered: "Dive down."

"Yes, dive."

The submarine soon reached its ultimate depth, but as expected, judging from the magnetic interference, the things did not disappear.

Ivan was silent. Everyone looked at him. The 900-foot deep sea pressure seemed to be transmitted through the bulkhead, and the command module seemed oppressive and dull.

"Fuck it, just hit it, maybe there will be nothing!" Boris couldn't help but said, and seeing that Ivan was still thinking, he yelled, "I mean, Ivan, what the f*ck are you doing?" When did you become such a bear?"

Ivan ignored him, but looked at Arthur Stone and said, "Mr. Stone, don't you have anything to say to us?"